Fear

it was like she was in a trance and the only thing she could see was him, she saw it in his eyes that he wanted to kiss her too, and when he leaned in a little she was sure he wanted to kiss her....

Rosalie’s POV

His hot minty breath was fanning my face, my heart was beating so loud I could swear he could hear it too, it was like everything else that happened up to now meant nothing anymore, me hating him, fearing him, trying to get away from him, all of it was replaced with one thing, one feeling, one need.
Lust.
I wanted him to kiss me, to touch me, to love me, I never experienced with this kind of feeling before, but the warmth growing in my stomach, my ragged breathing, my hands clutching on to him, I knew the cause of it all was him, his hands, the closeness, and based on what I’ve heard, this could only be lust, because I wanted him in a physical way, not an emotional way. The man standing in front of me wasn’t capable of emotions.
I don’t know what came over me, the Rosalie I know would never in a million years have the courage to do this, but I did anyways.
I leaned and smashed my lips against his, locking my hands in his hair bringing him down due to our height difference. At first I didn’t get a reaction out of him, but after a couple of seconds he returned the action with much more force and want than me.
I could feel his hands rubbing against my sides until they were on my back, pushing me to him; we were practically squished against each other, with no room to breath.
How did it get to here? How did I end up kissing the man I was scared to death of not an hour ago in the middle of the street? But I like it too much to stop.
Much to my dismay he pulled away steal holding me to his body looking down at me with wild eyes, both of us breathing in an uneven pattern, I knew what a man like him wanted, and surprisingly at the moment, the idea didn’t seem too bad.
“I thought you hated me”
Oh my god, his voice.
“I did too.”
I surprised myself with my own voice, so breathless.
He smirked slightly after my answer and looked around, as if he was just paying attention to our surroundings.
He helped me stand up and I blushed unintentionally when I saw the mess his hair was, because of me. He looked at me again, suddenly the old Harry back, the cold one with a poker face at all times, And suddenly I realized what kind of dumb thing I’ve done, I just kissed the man who kidnapped me, threatened me, not to mention killed some one! What the hell is wrong with me?
“Get back to work Rosalie, your friends are staring at us, we need to… discuss some things before anything could happen. I’ll see you tonight.”
Before I could get anything out, he got in to his car and drove away, all the while me standing there staring at the black SUV, getting smaller and smaller in the distance thinking to myself, how could some one be so fucking stupid?

Notes

I know i know.... A LONG time since my last update.... 9 months to be exact.
But my writing has improved...kinda. and i will update from now on... if you guys want me too.
so comment and i'll see if it's worth continuing.
Thank you for reading :*
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Anoosha