Adlan
“Marry me. Marry me, Laura George.” I said the words. I hadn't planned to but staring into her bright eyes gave me the certainty I wanted. I had no idea if that was a great thing to do or if I was going crazy but I said it still. She stared into my eyes and creased her eyebrow as though she had heard me wrong. “What?” “I know it seems too early. I know we haven’t gotten to any point in love to think of marriage. Fuck! We haven’t even started dating and it's insane to propose marriage now but what’s more insane is how I feel about you. I…” She yanked her hands from my grip and glared at me. “Adlan…” she shook her head in uncertainty, disbelief evident in her countenance. She ruffled her hair before she spoke again. “This is insane.” “Yes. It is. I’m insane. I have no idea what’s going on with me. I can’t even think straight and Laura, we’ve only met for a couple of days now.” “It's all fake. The feeling you feel now, it isn’t real.” “You don’t know that.” her words hurt me. She has no idea what is real or not. She has no idea what my heart feels like right now. She had no idea what I was feeling. “I know as much that you cannot fall this deeply in love with a person you’d just met but saying you wanna marry them? That's diabolical.” I breathed out heavily. What was I thinking when I said this? Obviously nothing. How on earth was I expecting her to just agree to this? “What do you feel for me?” “Adlan.” “I wanna know. What do you feel for me? Do you at all feel any form of compassion in your heart towards me?” She sighed, shutting her eyes and ruffling her hair. She has no idea how beautiful she looks doing that. “This whole conversation is going in a direction I had not planned.” “Tell me!” I managed the tone of my voice but I could feel the rush of emotions bustling within me. It was driving me nuts. “I don't know. Okay. I don’t fucking know what I feel for you. It had all been foggy ever since we met. I have no idea what’s up with my mind!” she rushed the words out and I stared blankly at her. I wanted to try and read her. I wanted to know what she was thinking. I wanted to know if there were underlying meanings behind what she had just said but I couldn't see through her. She was blocking me. I slammed my hands on the steering wheel and she jumped a bit, startled. “Fine.” “I do not mean to hurt…” “It’s fine.” I feigned a smile and she nodded before stepping out of the car. Without watching her walk into her place, I zoomed off. I stared in the rearview and watched her standing, staring at my car as I drove off and then she walked back inside. I had no idea what feeling was rushing through me but I hope it wasn’t anger. I was in no place to be mad at her but I couldn’t help the feelings that were rushing through me. My head felt as though it was spinning and my eyes felt like they were bulging out. I abruptly stepped on the brake, making a screeching sound. I rested my head on the steering wheel before angrily slamming my hands on it repeatedly. I hate being rejected. I was used to having things go my way and in a long time, I hadn’t felt like this but the thought of her resumed the feeling of anger I was feeling. My mind juggled back to how miserable I felt throughout those days I didn’t get a response from her. I thought about how bad my day was today. How hard it was for me and how I couldn't help but think of her. “Fuck!” The thought of my lips encapsulating hers consumed my thoughts. “Fuck! Fuck!” I yelled, hitting the steering wheel angrily and I ruffled my hair out of frustration. I know this feeling! I fucking know this feeling I was feeling right now. I had felt it before in my previous relationships and the fact that I still had no control over it means I had no control over the result. But I love Laura George! Without thinking twice, I turned the car around and drove back to her. She had become my haven. I knocked on the door and it took her a while to open the door. I had almost given up when the door jerked open. Her hair was wet and she had a towel wrapped around her chest with the water from her hair dripping down her neck. Oh, Lord! I swallowed hard and watched the stunned look on her face. “Adlan. I thought you drove…” I couldn’t help it and before I could stop myself, I cut her off before claiming her lips. I had been fighting my demons and with her, I doubt if I’d ever win. We took a few steps away from the door and I shut it behind me. She fought a bit, trying to push me back and break from the kiss but I tightened my grip around her. I pressed her against my chest but not allowing full force to take over me. “Adla…” She stopped and wrapped her arms around me. She gave me full permission as she opened her lips for me to take full control of her lips. She thrusted her tongue inside my mouth and I sucked on it. I sucked her lower lip, making a squelching sound. I could feel my inside turn, my lower abdomen twisting as such, down to my cock. There was something about her. I grabbed her ass and fuck! They felt so soft. So soft that I felt my hands could tear through them. “Fuck!” I moaned before breaking abruptly from the kiss. I was breathing heavily, staring down at my feet as I tried to catch my breath. I looked up at her face and she looked confused. “Uhmm… I know it was stupid of me to have spoken the way I did earlier. It’s insane. Crazy! But I want to do it right.” I let out a hard breath, staring into her brown eyes. “Please, be my girlfriend.” And without hesitation, she nodded. “Yes! Yes, I’ll be your girlfriend!”Laura I had lived all my life with the wall I had built around my world. Never been in a relationship, never had a first love, never had a genuine close friend and never had an experience with most typical things in life. Those walls were crashing now as I felt my back crash in my bed with our lips intertwined with passion burning through us. When he drove off, I could feel my heart break into a million pieces. I wish it wasn't that hard to see things the same way he saw things and at that moment I felt I had lost him. As I walked back in, the thoughts of how I lost my job came rushing through my head. I had lost everything. I rushed out of my clothes, ready to drown myself in the shower. I had only stepped under the shower for a few minutes when I heard the knock at the door. As I opened the door, seeing him stand by my doorway, my breath ceased for a swift second. I stared at him in shock and maybe disbelief and joy. He came back. When his lips met mine, I want
Laura I twirled and turned in bed, stretching at full length before slowly opening my eyes which was met by the stinging ray of sunlight that had found its way through the little opening of my curtain. I squinted my eyes before turning away from the sun and sleeping on my side. I stared blankly ahead with a glimmer of sleep still hovering over me while my mind juggled back to the previous night. He had just presented his heart in his hands, offering them to me without remorse or holding back. He wouldn't even think twice as to this offering if it was a great choice or otherwise, he just plainly trusted me with his all. I have never imagined myself in a situation like this; a situation where I would have all of my thoughts wafting all about a man—a man I had lied to. I quickly felt a pang of guilt but I was too selfish to dwell in that feeling. Adlan loved me, at least, he has shown to love me within just a few days. Even when I had tried to be nonchalant about his feel
Laura The dress hung on every curve that resides on my body, portraying an illusion of an hourglass shape which was not so defined without the dress on. The silver dress stopped mid-thigh, just enough to cover my butt with a little ruffle at the end of the dress. It has a tiny strap and a v-neckline that stopped before my cleavage was revealed. I loved everything about the dress, including the diamond stones that designed the neckline. I managed to apply a little make up which I usually practice on days that I was meant to freelance. I tied my hair up in a high bun, letting a few strands drop on my face and also grace my shoulders. To be honest, I was proud of myself. A few minutes after I was done, I got a text from Adlan, telling me to come outside. I checked myself for the last time in the mirror before hurrying out. His car was already parked outside but this time, it was a different car from his usual one. As I opened the car door, I was taken aback by the driver
Laura He sat on the bed with his loose tie and his ruffled shirt. He stared at nothing in particular, making sure not to meet my gaze as I stood in front of him. He rubbed his knuckles and twirled his wrist as if preparing for another fight and I sighed, causing him to look up at my face. His gaze held emotions similar to disgust and anger but it wasn't directed at me but at the guy from earlier. But why? "Are you gonna say something or you're just gonna keep staring?" "You don't get to speak to me in such manner!" his voice was stern, different from what I have come to get used to. "What do you mean?" I asked with a frown and he blinked away, still twirling his wrist. "Does that hurt?" I asked, staring down at his busted hand. "Does it matter?" he got up from the bed and walked towards the door. "What's up with you, Adlan? I don't get what exactly this attitude is for!" he stopped before turning back to face me abruptly. His look hardened as he walked closer
AdlanSomehow, I was bound by the anger in my heart—one my whole life seems to be built on. That anger that seems to be my only personality now. I could always feel the intensity swelling in my throat, tightening in my chest and hardening my fist. I could be a literal god at that moment if I wanted. I could be Hades, I could be Zeus and I could even be Thor. It just drives me crazy and almost lose my mind.I could feel my body intensify at every passing second and I could do more harm than good at that moment.But, I wanna be better for her. I wanna manage my anger and be gentle with her. I wanna try my best. Right now, I could feel the build-up of desires rising within me. Staring down at her made my desire grow intensely. I wanted her so badly but I still managed to make sure she wanted me equally and her words just drove me to a world of outright ecstasy. I kissed the side of her neck, nibbling on her skin and she let out a satisfying soft moan that pushed me further. I strolle
Laura I sat in the cafe with the milk tea and a cinnamon roll drenched in raspberry pudding on the table in front of me. The cafe was busy just like my mind but I sat in a more cozy and quiet section with a view of the outside world. I wrapped my lips around my paper straw and took a long sip of my drink before taking a bite of my cinnamon roll. “My life can’t be real!” I said to myself after taking in a deep, frustrated breath. I haven’t gotten a call from Adlan since last night and that alone was driving me nuts. Hiding behind my ego and sinking in my pride, I wasn’t willing to give a call to him either. “It wasn’t my fault!” Last night, we were so passion-driven with intense sensual feelings. He was aroused and his boner was piercing through my inner thighs, throbbing against my lower skin. I was about to explode from the intense feeling of sexual emotions that drove me to stroke his cock. He moaned in my ears and let out a soft smile. He was ready to o
Laura The diner was quiet and dark and the only light in here was the dimming light from the kitchen gas...uhmm...intended exergeration. The diner had almost lost its frequent bubbly spirit that moved the enthusiasm to a whole higher level. I sighed before turning the gas off. "Hey, Peter. I bet I'll be clocking out now." I took my apron off and waited for Peter's response who had just walked into the pantry only a few seconds ago. "Peter," I called out but got no response. I walked to the pantry and as I pushed the door open, walking a little deeper, I instantly froze in my stance with my heartbeat frozen as well while I stared in horror at Peter and he stared back at me, except his stare held no life. "Peter!!!" I finally broke the internal cord that tied my voice. I rushed to him, kneeling on the pool of blood with my trembling hands moving slowly to his bloody face. I whimpered, slowly lowering my head to his bloody shirt to listen to his heartbeat and t
Laura The whistling sound of the kettle brought me back to my reality and I sighed. I turned the stove off and made a cup of coffee as I was going to need all the energy I could get today. The thought of going to work broke my heart into a million pieces. Aside from the fact that Peter wasn’t the best co-worker to work with, especially when you are having a hard time with life as it is, working three different jobs just to pay off some loan isn’t better either. On days when I wasn’t bullied to stay the shift with Peter, I’d be working my ass off as a doordash delivery lady or freelancing when I need to lay my head to rest. Life is tough. I sipped the coffee, almost forgetting it was scorching hot and ended up burning my tongue and throat. “Son of a…!” I groaned before dropping the cup and a stomping sound came from my ceiling followed by a voice. The apartment above me had been empty for God knows how long since the rent was enough to buy a villa on an Island wher
Laura I sat in the cafe with the milk tea and a cinnamon roll drenched in raspberry pudding on the table in front of me. The cafe was busy just like my mind but I sat in a more cozy and quiet section with a view of the outside world. I wrapped my lips around my paper straw and took a long sip of my drink before taking a bite of my cinnamon roll. “My life can’t be real!” I said to myself after taking in a deep, frustrated breath. I haven’t gotten a call from Adlan since last night and that alone was driving me nuts. Hiding behind my ego and sinking in my pride, I wasn’t willing to give a call to him either. “It wasn’t my fault!” Last night, we were so passion-driven with intense sensual feelings. He was aroused and his boner was piercing through my inner thighs, throbbing against my lower skin. I was about to explode from the intense feeling of sexual emotions that drove me to stroke his cock. He moaned in my ears and let out a soft smile. He was ready to o
AdlanSomehow, I was bound by the anger in my heart—one my whole life seems to be built on. That anger that seems to be my only personality now. I could always feel the intensity swelling in my throat, tightening in my chest and hardening my fist. I could be a literal god at that moment if I wanted. I could be Hades, I could be Zeus and I could even be Thor. It just drives me crazy and almost lose my mind.I could feel my body intensify at every passing second and I could do more harm than good at that moment.But, I wanna be better for her. I wanna manage my anger and be gentle with her. I wanna try my best. Right now, I could feel the build-up of desires rising within me. Staring down at her made my desire grow intensely. I wanted her so badly but I still managed to make sure she wanted me equally and her words just drove me to a world of outright ecstasy. I kissed the side of her neck, nibbling on her skin and she let out a satisfying soft moan that pushed me further. I strolle
Laura He sat on the bed with his loose tie and his ruffled shirt. He stared at nothing in particular, making sure not to meet my gaze as I stood in front of him. He rubbed his knuckles and twirled his wrist as if preparing for another fight and I sighed, causing him to look up at my face. His gaze held emotions similar to disgust and anger but it wasn't directed at me but at the guy from earlier. But why? "Are you gonna say something or you're just gonna keep staring?" "You don't get to speak to me in such manner!" his voice was stern, different from what I have come to get used to. "What do you mean?" I asked with a frown and he blinked away, still twirling his wrist. "Does that hurt?" I asked, staring down at his busted hand. "Does it matter?" he got up from the bed and walked towards the door. "What's up with you, Adlan? I don't get what exactly this attitude is for!" he stopped before turning back to face me abruptly. His look hardened as he walked closer
Laura The dress hung on every curve that resides on my body, portraying an illusion of an hourglass shape which was not so defined without the dress on. The silver dress stopped mid-thigh, just enough to cover my butt with a little ruffle at the end of the dress. It has a tiny strap and a v-neckline that stopped before my cleavage was revealed. I loved everything about the dress, including the diamond stones that designed the neckline. I managed to apply a little make up which I usually practice on days that I was meant to freelance. I tied my hair up in a high bun, letting a few strands drop on my face and also grace my shoulders. To be honest, I was proud of myself. A few minutes after I was done, I got a text from Adlan, telling me to come outside. I checked myself for the last time in the mirror before hurrying out. His car was already parked outside but this time, it was a different car from his usual one. As I opened the car door, I was taken aback by the driver
Laura I twirled and turned in bed, stretching at full length before slowly opening my eyes which was met by the stinging ray of sunlight that had found its way through the little opening of my curtain. I squinted my eyes before turning away from the sun and sleeping on my side. I stared blankly ahead with a glimmer of sleep still hovering over me while my mind juggled back to the previous night. He had just presented his heart in his hands, offering them to me without remorse or holding back. He wouldn't even think twice as to this offering if it was a great choice or otherwise, he just plainly trusted me with his all. I have never imagined myself in a situation like this; a situation where I would have all of my thoughts wafting all about a man—a man I had lied to. I quickly felt a pang of guilt but I was too selfish to dwell in that feeling. Adlan loved me, at least, he has shown to love me within just a few days. Even when I had tried to be nonchalant about his feel
Laura I had lived all my life with the wall I had built around my world. Never been in a relationship, never had a first love, never had a genuine close friend and never had an experience with most typical things in life. Those walls were crashing now as I felt my back crash in my bed with our lips intertwined with passion burning through us. When he drove off, I could feel my heart break into a million pieces. I wish it wasn't that hard to see things the same way he saw things and at that moment I felt I had lost him. As I walked back in, the thoughts of how I lost my job came rushing through my head. I had lost everything. I rushed out of my clothes, ready to drown myself in the shower. I had only stepped under the shower for a few minutes when I heard the knock at the door. As I opened the door, seeing him stand by my doorway, my breath ceased for a swift second. I stared at him in shock and maybe disbelief and joy. He came back. When his lips met mine, I want
Adlan “Marry me. Marry me, Laura George.” I said the words. I hadn't planned to but staring into her bright eyes gave me the certainty I wanted. I had no idea if that was a great thing to do or if I was going crazy but I said it still. She stared into my eyes and creased her eyebrow as though she had heard me wrong. “What?” “I know it seems too early. I know we haven’t gotten to any point in love to think of marriage. Fuck! We haven’t even started dating and it's insane to propose marriage now but what’s more insane is how I feel about you. I…” She yanked her hands from my grip and glared at me. “Adlan…” she shook her head in uncertainty, disbelief evident in her countenance. She ruffled her hair before she spoke again. “This is insane.” “Yes. It is. I’m insane. I have no idea what’s going on with me. I can’t even think straight and Laura, we’ve only met for a couple of days now.” “It's all fake. The feeling you feel now, it isn’t real.” “You don’t know that
Laura "Hey, Laura," Kate greeted as she walked in and I answered with a nod. "You look different. I would say you look bright," Andrew said with a scoff and my cheeks flushed. I knew conversations with them meant no good and for the first time, I wished Peter was around. "I..." I let out an awkward smile before I continued. "I look the same." I took off the gloves in my hands and dumped them in the trash can. Kate had moved closer to me and as I turned back around, I almost bumped into her. She intensely stares at me with her breath fanning my face but I couldn't move away from her. I held my breath while she stared. She trailed her finger across my face and rubbed my cheeks. "Why are your cheeks flushed?" she finally spoke. "That's just..." I coughed, almost choking on my spit. "That's just how my cheeks are." "Come on, Kate. Let the poor girl be. Her shift is almost over. She needs to go hang out with the deadbeat Peter." he laughed and Kate looked back a
Laura I was treading a path of ruin or wealth or good will come to those who wait. I have been waiting all my life and this might be the good coming to me. My skin was burning inside and my eyes were itching. My blood rushed through my veins and was pumped heavily by my heart. My tongue felt twisted and my head felt as though it was about to burst. All of these were my allergy reactions. I was allergic to seafood. I had to do it. I had to make him believe I was who he thought I was. After seeing him sit before me, looking like money itself. Stepping into a fancy restaurant with a fancy atmosphere made me realize there was more to life than working at the diner. He looked good. Exceptionally good. He looked even better than his words in that letter. The grey suit looked absolutely gorgeous on him. The way his hair was combed backwards. The way his teeth glistened under the bright lights. The colour of his eyes almost matching his blue tie. His height, almost compet