Fallen (Fallen 1)

“Promise?” I asked needing confirmation.

“I promessa.” He said. With that I felt content.

I stretched my arms. They were stiff from being around Jonathon’s neck so long. He smiled at me and it felt like all the angels in heaven were smiling down on me also.

“Thank you,” I said adding, “You let me express my feelings. Which I never thought I would be able to do around a guy. Especially someone I just met.” I said blushing.

“You’re welcome. But thank you. Kylie I’ve only known you for what twenty-four hours? And I already care about you more than you can possibly imagine.”

“It’s only been twenty-four hours? Wow. I feel like I’ve known you forever.”

“Me too.” He said brushing his lips against my ear. I stood and looked out the window. It was getting dark. I turned back around to look at Jonathon.

“I guess you should be getting home. But is it selfish if I want you to stay?”

“No it’s not selfish. I was planning on staying with you, Patrick is cool with it. If you wanted me too that is.” He added.

“Are you hungry?” I asked.

“No but I’m sure you are.”

“Yeah. I am.” I said sheepishly.

“I’ll go see my uncle and then I’ll get you some food and be right back. I should be gone roughly an hour.”

“Hurry back. Please.” I said.

“You are so cute when you’re worried.” He said kissing my cheek. Jonathon laughed at my expression. Before I could recover myself he was gone.

I put my hand on my right cheek. The one Jonathon had kissed. It burned slightly where his lips had touched my skin. My skin was also cool to the touch where he had kissed me.

There was something different about him, I was sure of it, I just couldn’t figure out what it was.

Chapter Four: Long Night

I sat back down in the chair and looked at my mom. I looked at the clock it read six o’ clock. I had been here three hours and my mom hadn’t moved or woken up. I stretched my legs out and laid my head back.

I was awoken by cool fingers rubbing my arm and a smooth buttery voice saying my name.

“Kylie? Kylie, I’m back.”

I cracked my eyes open and was face to face with Jonathon. His nose lightly brushing mine.

“Hey, sleeping beauty.” He said. I smiled and stretched. When I did Jonathon grabbed my arms and pulled me up.

“I wasn’t sure what you would want to eat so I got pizza. True Italian pizza. Tre magnifique.”

“You are so cute when you speak Italian.” I said. I was surprised at myself. I had never been very bold especially around guys. I had only had one previous boyfriend and that hadn’t ended well.

“Really?” He asked his pale skin coloring slightly.

I nodded, smiling at him. He gave me a sheepish grin and looked away from me. His beautiful silver eyes sparkled. I could tell he was nervous. As gorgeous as he was this couldn’t possibly be new territory to him. Flirting? I may be new at it but someone as perfect as him had to be a pro at this. Right?

I opened the box of pizza and dug in not realizing how hungry I was. There was a bottle of water on the small table next to the pizza. I guzzled half of it down.

Jonathon laughed at me.

“What?” I asked after swallowing a mouthful of pizza.