Broken But Beautiful

Flashback

"I'll promise to behave." He smirked, his hand gripping my waist and squeezing it lightly and I was pretty sure I was a shade redder. No words were spoken for a while. We were both were lost in our thoughts but I noticed, Arran didn't retreated like he did in past.

"I'll..." I pointed at the bathroom and made a run to it. Only when the door was locked, I let out a huge breath.

My hands were clammy; my breath was coming out in short pants. Wow, what is going on? This is not how I imagined it would go. I paced around.

After removing my make up and brushing my teeth with disposal toothbrush, I sat on the edge of the tub not knowing what to do. I still had my dress on and as much as I love it, I'm not sleeping on it.

I wasn't sure where we were heading towards but once in my lifetime I didn't wanted to overthink. Without second thought I removed my dress and picked one of his T-shirt that was hanging on the back of the door. It was grey and felt incredibly soft against my skin.