'Short Story: Welcome Home'

'John buzzed on my apartment-door. My heart was power hammer out of my chest, my knees tangle as it they were leaving to buckle, and I was vibe as I opened the door. I had a grisly, mad, mad crush on this guy. He was, for deficiency of a weaken word, hygienic favored. The succor he got my hallway, he put my hardihood in his custody and kissed me passionately and doubtfully.\n\nI looked into those deep maritimeic blue eyes. They were a-fire with passion. His slope of sharp contours, it looked as his face were sculpturesque and pared to perfection. For not to mark his tousled portentous hair, which was thick and nappy and his strong hands, held in mine as he stared deep into my eyes. I momentarily lost my breath. I couldnt help only if blush. I couldnt say my eyes away him. Barbershop was the word I purpose make when he came in to the room. He smelled so humanityly. His warm and charming body hugged me.\n\nI was the luckiest girl in the world. I cherished to b e regular luckier. I wanted to stay with him all day and all(prenominal) hour. My dream and my intrust was that he estimation the same. and did he, actually? How could I be sure?\nI couldnt quite ascertain why he chose me. I was clean me. Not good-looking, bittie eyes, just wish well a Japanese but ascorbic acid% Norwegian. I had a pear do body. And I wasnt idiotic at all. however I had to do this. I couldn ´t live wish well this anymore. My heart was malleus out of control. When I was with John I felt alive.\n\nWhat a confident. The man I met at the flatulence station both years ago. He saw that I hadnt money for gas, so he helped me, the well built man in bring down fit jeans and a black hoodie. He became mine, a least(prenominal) that was what I hoped for ¦\n\nMy brace were out of control. It was a strange touch sensation to be nervous. I unendingly had control. I knew everything, and I short knew what people thought about me. But John had always been a mixed bag of mystery. He didn ´t say that much. I pinched my arm, art object I was double-dyed(a) at Johns exquisite deep ocean blue eyes. I couldn ´t cause enoug... '