One Levi

He stares at me blankly, absolutely not impressed nor derailed by my word vomit. It's a habit I'm trying to get rid of, but it's actually harder than it sounds.

"What are you waiting for ?" I whisper. "Seriously, go before Jeremy shows up. If you came through the balcony door a noticed, then return the same way. And uh, maybe give me my space back sometimes soon ?"

He reaches a gloved hand to my face and I think he will shut me up again, but his fingers wrap around my jaw.

It's not threatening, but power simmers beneath the gesture.

No, not power.

Control.

He oozes with it to the point of suffocation.

His thumb strokes my bottom lip and it parts, just like that. My heart hammers, and I think maybe I'm dreaming or something. Maybe I've conjured so many scenaries in my twisted brain that one of them is actually coming true.

Otherwise, why would he touch me when he never have before ? And he is not just touching any part of me.

It's my lips.

Is he going to kiss me?

Before the thought is fully formed, his rich, deep, and absolutely voice rings in the air.

"You talk too much. One day, this mouth will get you in trouble." Then he releases me, steps back, and slips out the balcony door as easily as he got in.

My limbs finally fail me and I slide down the wall and to the floor. There's no doubt about it. My fingers touch where he did a second ago. Well, he had a glove on, so it wasn't a direct touch, but it still counts, right?

Only, now, my lips quiver and my heart falls in disarray.

It is him.

The one I shouldn't want.

~End of Chapter One.

Him and I

Cross my heart, hope to die to you, I've never lied

For you, I'd take a life, it's him and I, and I swear (ay)

'Til the end I'ma ride wit' you

Mob and get money, get high with you, yeah (ay)

Cross my heart, hope to die, this is our ride or die

You can confide in me, there is no hiding, I swear

Stay solid, never lie to you