"i've just been so caught up in you," she says, her desperate eyes shining.
she kisses him. hard.
the boy says nothing, only kisses her back. his hands travel. his mind wanders.
fingers through his hair. hands around his neck.
and then they really are caught up in each other. tangled beyond comprehension.
love is the last thing on his mind and the only thing on hers.
the electricity doesn't fly between them. the bed must be grounded again.
the only thing that keeps them together is her desperation and his nonchalant kisses.
she pleads. he doesn't care.
it's all loose ends and hollow bedroom eyes.
and you know it.
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