This Love, This Game

I knew it the moment I saw him that he was trouble. It wasn’t anything he said or anything he did. No. It was the feeling; that gut wrenching, loss of breath feeling that came with it. I knew he was trouble, but I didn’t look away. I was mesmerised. Trapped in a dream. I should’ve looked away, needed to look away, but I didn’t and he caught me. Our eyes met and for the briefest moment, it was like heaven on earth. Heaven had sent an angel. A beautiful, green-eyed angel. An uncontrollable desire filled me, emotions I had never felt before rose. He held my gaze for what felt like an eternity, a smirk playing along his metal-adorned lips.

I bit my lips. God, he was beautiful. How much I wanted to kiss those lips. How would they feel against mine? Would they fit perfectly with mine? I wanted to know how those metal rings that adorned his lips felt against my chapped lips. Would they be cold? Or warm with his breath? I wanted to know what he tasted like. Probably heaven. Would he make me feel like heaven?

I couldn’t look away. I was trapped under a spell. I watched as his licked those pouty lips, his gaze intensifying. My heart fluttered. Warmth flushed my cheeks and I quickly averted my eyes. How could one person awake so many emotions within me without doing anything?

“…and then I was like I prefer cucumbers,” Haven’s laugh pierced through my thoughts.

“Um yeah,” I laughed awkwardly. I had no idea what she had been raving on about. Truthfully, I never did. Haven was a bit eccentric, and although I had only known her for two weeks, she never failed to bore me. Unlike most girls at Huntington High, Haven had a knack for speaking her mind – regardless of who you were. This meant she wasn’t very popular or well-liked but that didn’t matter. She was a fun person to be around and her personality was brighter than half these dull Barbies.

“You have no idea what I just said, do you?” She raised a perfect eyebrow at me.

“No, of course, I do,” I lied and bit my lip. I didn’t want to upset her.

“Oh please, you and I both know you were too busy eye fucking skater-boy over there,” she rolled her eyes as she nodded her head in green-eyed boy’s direction.

“What? No!” I uttered all too quickly, my cheeks warming up once again.

“Mmm Ams, did you like it?” She cackled, nudging me with her elbow. In that very moment, I was thankful she couldn’t read my mind. Yes… yes, I had. That thought alone was enough to cause another wave of warmth to flush my cheeks.

“God Ams, you’ve gone red!” Haven threw back her head, her blonde hair cascading down her back.

“Shut up!” I hissed through clenched teeth. Suddenly it felt like someone was watching me. I looked away from Haven and froze. He was staring at us… at me and he wasn’t alone now.

Two similar boys were now gazing at us intently, smirks plastered on their faces. The larger of the two was leaning back against the lockers, his toned arms folded across his chest. He had a certain elegance, a certain bad-boy grace that seemed to cling to him. He caught me staring and flashed me a smile, two dimples appearing. Cute. Really, really cute. I couldn’t help myself, I smiled back. He was cute, but not my type.

Glancing away, I turned my attention to the other boy. He was attractive. Brown hair, brown eyes, nose piercing. Yet, he was nothing compared to my green-eyed angel. I furrowed my brows, suddenly feeling self-conscious under his gaze. Something about him screamed creep, and I was overcome with an urge to run away.

Not paying much attention to brown eyes, my eyes wandered back to my green-eyed angel and frowned. Something was wrong. His brows were drawn together, a small crease forming in between the two. His perfect lips were drawn into a straight line. Was he angry? Why was he angry? Abruptly he pushed himself off the lockers and stormed off, leaving his friends gaping after him.

“Well, it sure as hell looks like you’ve drawn attention,” Haven observed. She too had noticed the three boys.

“Yeah,” was all I could utter.

“I wonder why,” she grumbled, slightly irritated.

Surprised, I tore my eyes away from my green-eyed angel. My eyes landed on Haven’s face and I inhaled sharply. She seemed angry. No, offended.

“Hav, are you okay?” I internally winced as she turned her gaze on me.

“Yeah. Come on, we got to get going anyway. We’re going to be late for class.”

Without saying another word, she marched away disappearing into the crowd of students. I stood there, staring after her, mouth agape. What had I done? Did I even do something? Shaking my head, I gathered up my things and ran after her, leaving my angel behind.

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The day droned on. The longer it took for class to finish, the longer my agitation grew. I wanted to see him; needed to see him again. I needed another dose of those green eyes. I couldn’t take him off my mind. I knew I should’ve been paying attention to whatever the teacher was saying but I couldn’t focus on anything but him. I couldn’t shake those green eyes, his jet-black hair, and his lips from thoughts.

Focus Amelia! I tried. Oh God how I tried to focus on my work but I couldn’t. I wasn’t lying when I said he had mesmerised me. I wanted to know him! Did he want to know me? I couldn’t help it.

A tingling numbness shook me out of my thoughts. Confused, I looked down at my arm and up at Haven. Did she say something?

“What?” I gently began to massage my arm.

“Time to go. It’s home time bitch!”

Haven squealed and jumped out of her seat. Frantically she gathered up her textbook and bag. Following suit, I picked up my bag and walked out of class.

“So do you want to come over tonight? We could order pizza and watch movies or something?” Haven turned to me, her eyes bright with excitement.

I groaned inwardly. Don’t get me wrong, I loved spending time with Haven but when it came to movies I didn’t. Haven had an unhealthy love of horror. I, on the other hand, hated them. I hated how bloody and violent they were. I hated how scared they made me feel. I always had nightmares afterward. So, no, when it came to movie nights with Haven, I hated it.

“Don’t worry, I won’t make you watch one of my movies,” She laughed, reading my mind.

“We’ll watch one of your crappy romances. I’ll even make popcorn.”

All I wanted to do was crawl in bed and think about him, but I knew if I bailed on her she would never forgive me. Giving up, I nodded.

“Deal.”

“Yes!” She threw her arms up, punching the air.

“I’m going to go home first, though. I want to change and drop my stuff off. Maybe grab a change of clothing too,” I pushed open the door to outside, standing aside to let Haven walk through before letting go. The bright Californian sun shone down on us and I instantly regretted wearing jeans this morning.

“Good idea! Okay, so be at my place around 6 then?”

“Sounds good.” I looked up to meet her eyes and smiled. I was feeling excited about tonight. All thoughts of green eyes had disappeared from my thoughts.

“Want me to fetch you?” Haven asked.

“Nah, it’s fine. I’ll walk.” I reassured her, it wasn’t like she lived far.

“Okei-dokei chicky, I’ll see you tonight then,” she called as she skipped towards her car.
Laughing at her, I quickly shuffled towards the gate, eager to go home. The sun beating down on my back, I turned towards the direction of my house and froze. He was standing there, hood raised. I knew it was him. Don’t ask me how I just did.

Palms sweaty, I gulped. Inhaling shakily, I took one step forward. Then another, and another. The closer I got to him, the more nervous I got, the more my hands shook. Why was I so nervous? All I wanted to do was turn around and run in the other direction. No! Just walk. Sucking in more air, I hurriedly scurried past him.

He was leaning against the fence, smoking. His right hand was plunged into his front pocket and his eyes were closed. He didn’t appear to have noticed me. Good. Heaving a sigh of relief, I relaxed my pace.

I had just about made it ten steps when a hand grabbed my shoulder and spun me around. I was not prepared for this and a small squeak escaped my lips. However, when my eyes met the culprit all blood drained from my face.

Shit.

Notes

Chapter 1 is up! As always, leave your comments and thoughts. Also, sorry for any spelling mistakes or grammar errors, it's currently 01:34 am and I am dead tired. So editing is not my forte at the moment.

Much Love
C.H. Sullivan

Title Cred - slight alteration of a lyric from Taylor Swift's I Knew You Were Trouble