《The Match ✓》Chapter 6🥊
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She invited me to her apartment, it is unbelievable and I'm having a hard time keeping my cool down as all I want to do is pick her up and kiss her straight on her perfectly shaped mouth, her thin pink lips are so kissable that it takes everything in me to not kiss her. We're not there... yet. Walking into her apartment I get a strong scent of her, the strawberry smell of her perfume is even stronger in here and it smells just like her, though I don't think she even notices how much it smells like herself.
Her apartment is clean and fresh and just perfect but ours would be even better when we move in together and buy ourselves a penthouse where there is enough space for her to dance whenever she wanted. I'll build her a ballet studio if that is what she wants and needs. What I also notice is her roommate sleeping on the couch, I've seen him before. He's recently divorced but I'm not worried about him stealing her away or taking her for himself because all his past partners were male which allows me to have him around her now since he is not a threat... at this moment.
My eyes travel everywhere around the apartment until they land on the angel that has invited a stranger into her home, knowing the risks but I would never cause her harm. I'm the one that keeps harm from her and is her comfort blanket when she needs one. She is nervous but that makes the two of us, as I had no clue that I was about to meet her but now that she is here with me, and she knows who I am, there is no turning back at this point.
"It's not much but it's home" She murmurs but even when her voice is so low it still the only sound that I hear and all that matters to me. "It's lovely" I tell her and watch as her face lights up. It doesn't take that much to make her happy and I swear that I will always be there to make her feel more happiness than she could ever know. I will always be there for her in times of need. "Are you hungry?..." She speaks but then shakes her head and awkwardly laugh. "We've already eaten, you can't be hungry" She says as she looks down to the ground.
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I walk over to her and take her hand. She lightly gasps and looks up at me with her big eyes filled with happiness that can light up the whole world and it has done so to my world for she is my world, now and forever. I am hungry, hungry to be around her, to protect her and make sure that she is mine. I'm hungry because the need to protect her is a meal that I will never get tired of. My large hand holds her smaller one, and she fits exactly in my palm.
Like if it were meant to be and maybe it is. Hints of blush paints her cheeks as she looks at me. We stare at one another for a moment until she breaks it. "I think I should show you where you will be sleeping" She says after she clears her throat and finds her voice. Her hand lets go of mine, and she walks over to another room with me following behind her. Feeling this coldness run through me as she doesn't hold my hand anymore and a longing to have her hand in mine, to feel her touch on my skin.
"There is the bed" She says as she walks into a room that has been cared very little for as I would suspect he does not use that much and will not use it that much. She was about to say something else when her words are cut of boy a small yawn escaping past her lips following by the most adorable bunny like sound coming from her. It makes it hard not to smile at her and how cute she is, she truly is the perfection that the world has and beyond.
"You should rest" I tell her, she is preforming tomorrow at a show, and she needs to rest and have enough fuel to make sure that everything is perfect and I know she will be. She always is. "I think you're right. But don't hesitate to wake me if there is anything that you need" She says and smiles my way. I nod to her, and she walks out of the room but leaves her aroma around and her scent just fills me up, making me want to drown in her scent and just drown in her.
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Sitting down on the bed that I find rather uncomfortable I can't believe that the woman that I have been watching for so long is just in another room and I'm actually in her apartment. It is clear to me that I will not be able to sleep at all because the need to protect her and make sure to drive all monsters away that want to hurt her and bring her nothing but evil and darkness. I will never allow the darkness to take her and never will she feel the need to be afraid, not when I'm around.
This moment I have dreamed of for so long and now it is finally come, a bit sooner than I would've liked and my couch I saw is starting to like her. I saw the way that he looked at her but I will beat him up if that is what it takes to make sure that he doesn't make a move on her and use her like all the women that he uses for his own personal gain. Lila will never be a victim in such heartbreak, not with me nor anything else. I will make her happy.
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