Chapter fourteen

You ever experienced that part where you lick ice cream and it melts down your fingers.Its the sweetest feeling but deep down you Know it is  short lived because as soon as the ice is over,  the feeling of ecstasy will be fine with it. 

Well, let's call it that, we never went to clubs again. But we spent every day together. I rarely slept alone except on rare nights when he went out with friends.

And even when he did we would  talk the whole night and he would call drunk saying he missed me.

I know you think it's a happy ending. No it is not. We never made anything official. We just clung to each other like our whole life depended on it.

And still, we never had sex again. All he did was hug me and cuddle on most of the time.  And he would kiss my forehead goodnight.

It was my kind of perfect. Well perfect until. Perfect is overrated.

As usual