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Anna didn't argue, merely let him lead her away so she could hear him out. She was happy, knowing he wasn't upset with her or anything of the like. He just didn't want her to leave. Hearing these confessions was one thing, but to try and decipher whatever was hidden in his gaze...Anna could feel her heart constricting with dread. No matter what they had been through, she wanted to remain friends and only friends. This was too good to be true, the last thing she wanted to do was to ruin what they had. It wasn't as if every day she met someone like him, connected with a person on the level they connected at...it was special and rare. Anna was simply far too selfish to try and let it blossom into something that could be destroyed. Leaning back into the door with a sigh, she settled her beer can onto a nearby nightstand, her lips pursing with thought. I'm gonna miss you too, she reasoned, realizing he was the only one she had said such a thing to. Towards everyone else, all she bothered to do was smile and nod. I'm actually going to miss you a whole bunch, Anna added, knowing it was what she owed him. The truth. He was right, no one would miss her more than he would and that's what hurt her the most. Frankly, this was all she wanted. To spend her last days and nights with Izzy, someone who could read her, just by watching the way she walked or rung her fingers through her cropped hair nervously. Would there be another Izzy in France? She wouldn't let herself answer that, and instead reached out to grip the edge of his shirt. Pulling him into her, she settled against the familiar weight of his frame, her eyes finally lifting to gaze at him through thick lashes. Do you at least feel like kissing me, Anna questioned, her voice having dropped into a breathy whisper. Whenever she was close to him, her heart raced until she could barely hear the comforting thumps, her head grew fuzzy and her lips instantly parted with rising anticipation. Gods, she had feelings for him and she wouldn't dare admit them to him, or herself. The thought of being betrayed by him...by anyone, forced her to do the only thing she knew. To run away.
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For just a moment he nearly tore out at her, letting her know that he'd be miserable without being able to turn to her, or when everyone was going to be gone, and things were at their worst, to be able to just fall asleep with her in his arms. It was like she was a part of him, and the thought of her leaving was like ripping that part of him out and mailing it across the ocean, it was unspeakable. With her simply saying she would miss him, he took hardly any comfort. He already knew she cared. He knew that she liked to hang out with him, spend time with him, be around him. That wouldn't keep her here, nor would it make him happy like he could recall being just about every day they had been able to see one another. He knew from the signs a long while ago that they would never have a title. He honestly hadn't cared about titles, and honestly wouldn't say what he thought, but when that familiarity and security were going to be taken away, that's when he'd consider saying something. He didn't just think about it, he knew. There wouldn't be an Anna out here with her gone. There were these coming and going people in his life. They'd talk about his hair or something funny he said, but who were they really? They were no one. She, she was someone. Just about the only someone he really cared about outside of his family. Yeah, there were a few people he'd have some grief over leaving, but Anna, he knew that what they had was something thats taken time and precision, and a little bit of luck. She wouldn't find another Izzy, nor would he find another Anna. He could see right through her, just about any time of the day. When some ogre came to try to whisk her away, and she politely let him go, or if something was simply infuriating her, he knew it. It was like some sort of extra-bodily sense that he had. Then again, maybe they just knew each other. This connection was one thing, the next was the fact that although there was a mixed opinion about how she looked, he was a part of the team that found her inconceivably gorgeous. As she leaned against him, and shuddered in anticipation of being near him, he felt the same way he had for nearly four years. Both peace and that crazy desire for her. It wasn't something simple and primitive either, it was like a magnetism that he couldn't help. He was drawn to her, whenever they were around one another. It was like it just felt right to be with one another. A small slip in his defenses as he replied to her. Rather than saying something dry, sarcastic, and witty, he replied somewhat sentimentally and meaningfully. Always. he murmured, as he allow his hands to travel up her sides, to lift her chin, so that their lips could meet ever so softly.
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Everyone claimed that you never knew what you had until it was gone, Anna was willing to learn if this was legit the hard way. She had hoped maybe this was some sort of trial that normal teenage girls went through. Falling for someone she technically shouldn't have been messing around with, considering their situation. Feeling as if she'd never get over him, scared and hesitant...trying to run away from her problems before they could grow into something she couldn't contain. Anna wasn't about to try and justify what she was doing, because moving to Europe was going to be life changing, and it was a big step to take, merely to get away from someone she didn't want to fall harder for. No, she was doing it for herself as well as her education. This was what she wanted. The millisecond their lips met, fireworks went off behind her eyelids and she seemed to melt then and there, right against him. Hopefully if she turned into a puddle of goo, Izzy would be able to solidify her. Gods, he felt remarkable and the urge to have him completely, at least one more time before she left, was heightening to a climax that wouldn't be easily ignored. So, he always wanted to kiss her? Anna smiled against his lips, blatantly expressing just how joyful she felt when their feelings were poured out through a more...physical representation. Her hands lifted then and she tangled her fingers into his hair, eager to taste all of him. A determined tongue sought refuge within the confines of his mouth, the slick muscle twirling about his own. Izzy tasted like no one else, and it was going to be a flavor that lingered on her taste buds longer than she would have liked. Her back arched and her chest perked, hips plastered against his whilst the soft material of her sundress crumpled against the tender flesh of her thighs. I don't want to go back out there, she whispered heatedly, lips caressing his with every syllable spoken. Just stay here with me...for the night, that's all I want, Anna reasoned, already fumbling with the tops of his pants.
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The curious tongue explored his own mouth, as once again, he had her against the wall. His arms encased her, and his whole body shivered with the feeling of that familiar chill. He just plain and simple couldn't help himself around her. As their bodies moved closer, and his hand slipped to create a buffer between her back and the wall, he just sighed contentedly beneath her lips. He whispered beneath his breath, Anna, why don't you just spend all the time you have left here with me? Honestly, you know it's where you belong... he said in a hushed voice. His hips had been moving against her slowly, but now he moved back a bit in order to let her remove the few things keeping the two of them from pouring out their souls as they usually did. He hoped that no one would come looking for her, but even if they did, it's not like they'd find them. Behind these locked doors, hardly anyone would be able to hear them even if they wanted to. Obviously they'd both have alibis, seeing as they were best friends, and her leaving was truly going to leave him in shambles. He wasn't about to say it, but it was obvious to just about everyone, that he relied upon her. It's not as if he couldn't make any friends, or get a girlfriend if he wanted to, he simply chose to put all of his eggs in one basket when it came to her. Slowly but surely the other people in his life had faded to the sidelines, and he was left mostly spending time with her. As he felt the clothing fall to the floor, his body ached and swelled with desire for her. Pressing his hips up against her, and a familiar form pushing up against her through his boxers, he ran his fingers down her arm, releasing a deep breath. Hmm isn't it incredible that I still find you so intoxicatingly gorgeous even after all these years? His lips met hers, and then kissed a line down her neck to her collarbone. His hands gently rubbed her body, soon playing with her dress as well.
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I already planned on it, Anna murmured in reply, unable to mask her smirk. It was true, although she was eager to end this out of due of being scared, she also wanted to get as much as she could from him, for as long as she could. Was she selfish? Of course. Was she trying to enjoy herself? Sure. Was she just a confused, little child that didn't know how to handle these feelings she was developing for her best friend? Without a doubt. Hence, why she was toiling over whether or not she should truly be kissing him right now. Oh, Anna wanted to...she definitely did, but it might only end up making it hurt even more, when she finally left Izzy and this little town. What was he going to do? It was always...them...together. Izzy and Anna. The girl could feel reality sinking in at a fast pace, something she wasn't attuned to accepting at her party. Let her deal with it when she was halfway across the world... She gasped softly then, when she felt his erection press into her thigh. The thin material of her dress doing little to protect her from that throbbing warmth. Anna was itching to touch him, yet she opted to remain where she was, nibbling along his lower lip and sucking the plump petal into his mouth. She always had a fetish for biting, even if to tease or in general. She had to have something in her mouth...an insatiable oral fixation? Sure. Most guys were willing to take it as purely sexual, yet Anna knew she was only a mess of nerves, needing to be doing something all the time. Be it shaking her leg or chewing on the blunt end of a ballpoint pen. Hn, it is, she whispered with a soft laugh, her body immediately reacting to the attention he was gracing her with. Anna's lashes lowered whilst her head fell back against the door behind her, her neck exposed and body offered up. It was then, when she remembered the moment that changed everything for them. Remember the first time we kissed, she asked, smiling like a schoolgirl at the thought. We were at the movie theatre... It was something she would never forget, something...she never wanted to forget, frankly.
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To be sure, Izzy's actions were far from sound in regards to accomplishing what he had hoped to do. Of course he didn't want to get hurt either, but it seemed that simply twisting the dagger within his back was what they were both accomplishing at the moment. In some ways, he knew he was torturing himself, and as much as he wanted to say that he strictly wanted her, he knew that if anyone was to make her last days in this town worth remembering, it would be him. Although the two of them were rather adjusted to making one another smile day in and day out, he hoped to remind her how valuable she was, and make an extra effort to see that beautiful smile painted across her face. The most ironic part was that neither of them were listening to the most loud noise that was at this party. That was the two of them screaming to one another that they couldn't bear the thought of being apart from one another. AS they clung to one another and planned to spend every moment they could with one another, it was to commemorate the fact that while he would still be her friend, their connection would probably be irreparably damaged. She knew it, he knew it. He knew that after the four years of healing that he'd encountered being around her, it would be not only revoked, but extra insecurity and walls would be thrust upon it. She was all he'd known since... Heather, and thank goodness she'd come along. Izzy felt his entire body brimming with heat. As she nibbled him, and pushed her lips on his neck, his hands moved to her dress, lifting the sorry barrier to rub his hands over the familiar ins and outs of her body. It wasn't long until the dress was discarded, alongside his pants. As she moved her body, his lips met them, kissing up her breasts, her chest, her neck, and also lightly sucking her ear for a moment. His whole mind was reeling, and as she got sentimental, he came to, and flashed back to the time. He just smirked and continued to gently rub her body, his hands making small, somewhat 'shy' circles along her stomach. Yeah, I remember kissing those wonderful lips for the first time. Torri was so pissed when she found out. he said as he moved his hand up her body to stroke her face ever so slightly. I also remember it being the best thing I ever felt, the best thing that ever happened to me. he said with a goofy smile. I still remember every sensation.
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Anna was left standing there in her underwear and Doc Martins, her petite body illuminated by the shady lamp that was tucked away in the corner of the bedroom they currently occupied. Her eyes were staring into his own, whilst goose bumps filtered across the expanse of nude flesh, her arms having dropped to her sides. She was gorgeous, in her own unique way. Her hipbones protruded just slightly, while her collarbone followed suit. The firm yet soft swells of her breasts, leading to be a nice handful, if anything. Though naturally skinny, she had curves...an ass that one could grope all the time, or at least she claimed secretly and...well, the tattoo of a Swallow above her pubic bone wasn't all that bad either. Nonetheless her choice of undergarments allowed for the more comical, childish Anna to shine. A mismatched pair of Spiderman boy shorts and a hot pink polka dot, strapless bra. She knew he would like it, no matter what. Izzy always cherished her quirks and the little details of her personality that made her genuinely weird. Would there be someone else that thought about her, like he did? Anna couldn't help but feel a little lost. Why was this sensation of emptiness growing inside her gut? As if someone was inside, with a very large shovel and digging away at everything she's ever felt before. It was terrifying. Will I always be the best thing that's ever happened to you, she blurted out, her fingertips lifting to graze the inside of his wrist. I'm leaving you in six days...I'm going to Europe, for four years. More than likely we'll grow apart, you'll find someone else to occupy your time, as will I. We'll try to keep in touch but the letters and phone calls will start to distance...and eventually, there will be none left. Anna could feel her eyes growing wet, her bottom lip quivering. She wasn't looking at him anymore, she couldn't, not if her life depended on it. She was staring at the slit in his boxers, caught between wanting to fall to her knees and tease him with her tongue, or to run away. We'll look back and smile, remembering all the good times...and wonder what the fuck happened to us. I'm going to lose you...and we both know that... Fuck. What was she doing? I won't be able to remember your smile...or the rhythm of your heart beating, the way your hair plasters against your jawbone after a shower...or the way you taste... Anna finally tipped her vision upwards, a few tears falling off of long lashes to stain her cheeks whilst she whispered in shaking syllables. You need to touch me until your fucking handprints are burned into me, Izzy...I don't want to forget you...
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Izzy wasn't really a stud, as they would call those with overwhelmingly great bodily features. Sure he was slim, fit and toned, but he wasn't busting out all over the place with muscles. He ran and kept in shape, but part of him especially his hair was much more of the look of a... well slacker. His entire look screamed 'lazy', as did his gaze and his position. It was almost as if you would have to pry any sort of attention from him in regards to caring for one thing or another. If it didn't make a large impact, then it might as well have not even been addressed to him. Some liked it, some didn't all of them didn't really matter. Yet all this being said about the features of this rather petite and unique woman, he ate it all up. He'd touched, caressed, grabbed, or sucked every last inch of her body, and after he'd done that, he'd drank in every last bit of her personality, and rarely was he ever anything but impressed. That, coming from the guy that honestly could care less if he was wearing any clothes, or if people thought he was a serial killer. There wasn't much for Izzy to say about much of anything at all, and especially not about 'those pathetic hooker-creatures that he doted upon the female sex. She was completely different though, and he loved that. He loved how she stood out, and how she wasn't afraid to be different or obscure, because frankly, neither was he. As she got all sentimental and sad, he go defensive. He wasn't about to gush out to her any sort of revelation, just for her to shoot him down. So he was sarcastic and aloof in order to guard himself. Hey don't say that. his hand wiped at the bottom of her eye, then stroked her cheek. You know I'll be totally lame out here when you're gone. I'll insult some innocent girls, piss off all of our acquaintances, and generally seem like a tasteless ass. he said with a smirk. You're not loosing anything, we have the internet. You know I'm pretty much just going to bug you and bother you until Pierre or Pepe Le PEUW sweeps you off your feet. he joked rather darkly, with a hint of seering pre-emptive hate for the man that stole her heart. He just shrugged, and in a classical asshole way he said, You know I want you more than anything as per usual. But mind blowing sex isn't going to be what you remember me for, if you do. he said dryly. Not that I'm complaining at all. he said with a smirk, his hands running over her bottom, and slithering up her boxers. Rubbing almost every inch of her, his eyes gazed to hes, guarded and hurt at the same time.Look at me pretending like I'm going to protest, what the hell? he murmured as his body moved against her, and his hands moved to her waistline.
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She had given him a chance...an opening, to say anything he had to. Anna had dared to tread that thin line between confessing her deeply rooted feelings for him and not giving a fuck if he ever knew. Maybe she wanted him to figure it out, but as he spoke, the more she realized that it just wasn't...mutual. At least, he didn't care enough to take a chance and immediately struck back as his usual self. It was almost cold, to the point she physically shivered, her vision going blurred yet there were no more tears. She wasn't going to cry anymore, because she probably came off to be a pathetically emotional girl that didn't know where her brain started and her heart ended. Anna lifted her chin up, staring over her best friend's shoulder with a plastic smile curved onto her mouth in favor of not coming off as broken. Was it just sex? Yeah, it was. It should have always stayed like that...but of course, it was inevitable. Two people exploring one another for so long...they were bound to grow attached. Spending nearly every day together, knowing the other inside and out, she couldn't help but fall for him. She fell pretty hard too, and would continue to fall until that plane lifted off of the ground. There, she would make impact with reality and have to try to pick up the pieces when arriving at her new home. Anna's hands clutched into fists then, trying not to scream. She was so goddamn frustrated...with both herself, and Izzy. Remaining pressed to him, her chin settled on his shoulder and she breathed in his scent slowly. What could she say? She just wanted to stay here, to let his hands spread along every inch of her body...for his mouth to follow those familiar trails they had always taken, the ones that turned her into a moaning mess. Opting for moving this evening along, and not wanting to dwell on what she couldn't fix, she brushed past him. Her hands shot up to undo her bra, the article falling to the ground, soon followed by her underwear. Anna crawled onto the bed, before laying down in the middle, her arms bent to allow her hands the comfort of resting beside her head. Keeping her cheek plastered to the pillows, she parted her legs just slightly, a silent invitation for him. Hopefully she'd remember him for more and she knew deep down, that she would. It all depended on when that memory would get old, and start to erase itself.
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Why did they have to talk about it? Why? She just wanted to forget her problems, reality...everyone inside this fucking house, pretending to care about her leaving. Anna wanted to lose herself in his touch, taste and scent...she wanted Izzy, like so many other times before, to be her only refuge. Tonight, though, it seemed as if he wanted to take everything head on and the feelings sure as hell weren't mutual. All in all, it seemed out of place, trying to console her at the moment. His erection was digging into her and she was already wet, throbbing...and aching for his touch. Fuck...why right now? Why, Izzy? Biting into her bottom lip out of sheer frustration, she nearly broke the skin before dipping her chin and hiding her face against her upper arm. She wanted to run away. To yank herself away from him, this warm and comforting bed...to throw her body against the door. She didn't care if there were people in the hallway, she would run, down the stairs and out onto the front lawn. The air would be bitter against her naked form, but Anna wouldn't care. She'd be able to feel her heart beating within her ears, stinging until a headache began forming behind her eyes...and there, she would take off down the road. Towards nowhere in particular, but to just get away. Escape these rumors, those posers and the boy she loved with all of her heart. The boy that was holding her, concerned... As soon as that impulsive thought rose, it fell. Those tender kisses crawling across her flesh easing her back down into reality, where she remained curled up beside Izzy, her eyes still wet with stubborn tears and her teeth still gnawing at that plump petal to the point it was swollen and red. A disjointed sigh escaped her, signaling that she was still alive before she rolled over onto her back and stared at the ceiling, her mess of a hair haloing around her head angelically. I don't know what's wrong with me, she admitted, truthfully. She couldn't pinpoint where this had even started, and where it would ever end. All she knew, was that she wanted to escape it all. She didn't want to grow attached and run the risk of being broken by the only person who really mattered in this shithole of a town. I'm fine...I'm just...not happy, Anna whispered, her chest falling with the shallow pattern of her breathing. She was scared, most of all. What would it feel like? To know she wouldn't see his face or hear his voice for years? On a whim, she closed the space between them, smothering his mouth with her own in an erratic kiss, daring to suck the very life out of him. Just take me away, she gasped between contact, her fingers clinging to his hair, Stop asking questions that I don't know the answers to...