Chapter # 06

He couldn't breathe. God, he couldn't breathe. Did he even need to breathe when right now, right there, he was in the perfection? He was in a time which he could give his soul to stand still. How he wished it would stand still. He has waited to do this for a week, a week of waiting and he forgot why he was not supposed to do this, why he was not supposed to kiss Sara O'Brian. His lungs were on fire, his lips were blazing from her touch. His heart racing so fast that he was slightly panting. He wanted her closer, he wanted her nearer, she had possessed him, bi-witched him. He griped her tighter against himself and moved his lips faster. He just wanted to breath her in. But the moment ended too soon, too fast, Sara pulled away and yet her face was too near, he was going crazy. He still couldn't breathe. "Why do you do this to me?" She whispered. He noticed her face, her expressions. She looked tired, exhausted. From what? With what? "Do what?" He asked without moving