Do you like my forbidden love story?
Hi I am 13 and I wrote a love story... Hope you like it and comment please...
I sat on top of the balcony. Feeling my feeling for him get big and bigger. Harry. That's his name. Harry they boy that I knew since I was five years old. I was adopted into his family. I remember when he saved me. I was drowning. I could feel the cold salty water drown my lungs. I could feel my spirit fall into darkness by then... He was there. Standing over me. Trying to save me. I went back to breathing. My eyes slowly opened. Violent coufs of water poured out of my mouth.
'I thought I lost you'. His voice was desperate. 'You saved me Harry'. I said feeling his chest on mine. That day I realise that I loved him more then anything. He was my one and only.
I sat there on the hospital bed. The doctor checking my blood pressure.
Mum burst into my room. Her blue eyes were red. Ooh Jane, what were you thinking?' her voice was hurting. Mum I slipped, you should be thanking Harry he saved me'.
There was a long pause. Mom rushed towards Harry and hugged him tight. Think you'. She whispered
The doctor came in again. Only one person at a time please, she needs her rest'. He said flipping the pages on his pad. 'You should stay Harry' Dad said tapping his shoulders. Everyone field out. Harry sat my bed his hands on mine.Thank you'. I whispered. Any time'. He said
We got home and I when up to my bedroom sitting down on my bed. Reliving myself drowning, but Harry comes and saves me. There was a knock at the door. I rushed to open it. It was Harry.
He leaned forward and kissed me. His lips were soft. The taste of it was hard to believe. My hand made there way to his head and my fingers tangled on his soft blond messy hair. His tongue met mind. His tongue was soft and kissable. I backed away looking into his dark twilight blue eyes. He looked at me hungrily. Um sorry'. He admitted softly. He rushed towards the door. Wait Harry! I shouted. He stopped. He turned around and stared at me. 'Please don't go'. He sighed and sat back down next to me. 'I shouldn't of kissed you, you are sapose to be my sister'. He said angrliy. 'Were not related Harry'. I said touching hi hands. 'I know but it wrong'.
'I always loved you Harry, when we met you were my best friend, I always came into your room to play games with you at the age of five'. I whispered. 'I love you'. I cried. He looked up at me. His yes blue as ever. 'I love you too'.
'I mean, I always have since I met you'. He laughed. 'Kiss me' I insisted.
He leaned forward again kissing me softly. He pulled me towards him pressing our chest together. He was afraid he will hurt me. He touched my back gentilly. I suddenly began kissing him stronger and he responed by pushing me against the hard wall. I opened my mouth wider so I can let his tongue meet mine. He ran his hand down my back and into my jeans. I felt myself wiggle into his embrace. He backed away taking his top off hungrily, quickly. Before I new it my top was over my head and he was lying over me kissing my neck. He gave me on large kiss and unbuttoned his jeans.
'Hello, I'm home' Mom shouted from down stairs. He backed away. 'Crap'. He said. He put his shirt back on and bottomed his jeans. I was siting on the bed my hair all over my face. I put my pink top back on. 'This is crazy'. He said breathless. He rushed towards the door and banged it shut. I sighed.
Did I just kiss Harry?
Was I going to have sex with him?
This is beyond bad, but I don't care because I love him.
I rushed own stairs and I saw him helping mum with the bags of food. 'Oh, here jane take it in to the kitchen, Harry will help you I need to go and pick up your sister from art class'. She said handing over bags full of food.
She left and the room was silent. 'What wrong? I asked. 'I love you but is this the right thing to do? He asked.'We been through so much, don't tell me I can't love you any more? I yelled. 'You can love me, just between us then'. He said living the bags on top of the contour. He put his hands on my waist and pushed his hips on to mine. He lived me up on the counter and gave me one last kiss before mom came. 'I love you jane...
'I love you too'. I said putting his head on my chest.
So how is it?