Strings of Fate

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The conversation wraps up quickly after that and Shaun makes his way home. He says goodbye cheerfully as usual but he’s obviously very distracted. I wonder how long it will take him to ask me for Amber’s number. That’s something to look forward to at least. Bellamy had followed Shaun so he could lock the front door behind him so I grab my phone and start researching different ways to meditate and tips for clearing your mind, focussing. Stuff like that. A lot of it involves creepy ads for potions and spells. Particularly when I added the word ‘focus‘ to the search. Illegal study aid spells came up a lot. I wish it were that easy. I’m going to have to learn this on my own without magical assistance. When Bellamy returns, I feel him drop down onto the couch beside me. I don’t look up from the article I’m reading until he clears his throat. I look up and realise that his face is right next to mine. He’s sitting close. Very, very close. Much closer than he was before. I meet his gaze and he smiles softly.

“I missed you today.” He says quietly. He is so close I can feel his breath as he speaks. I can feel myself starting to flush red.

“I- I missed you too.” I confess. Bellamy leans in closer, uses a hand to push my hair back behind my shoulders and presses his lips to the side of my throat.

“I loved coming home to you though.” He murders. I can feel the whisper of his lips against my neck and I can’t help but shiver. My hands sit in my lap clutching my phone uselessly. My fingers are suddenly really sweaty and my mind is blank as I try to formulate a response. I need to say something. Anything.

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“I saw Shaun’s red thread today. It’s my friend Amber.” I blurt out. Bellamy pauses for half a second before continuing to cuddle into my neck and shoulder. His hands winding their way around my waist, lifting me slightly and turning me to face him.

“Really. That’s interesting.” He comments, his tone mild.

“You- you don’t sound interested.” I manage to squeak out. Bellamy pulls back from me. enough to be able to see my face. A slight smirk crosses his face.

light k*sses on my lips and along my jaw. Somehow I find my phone sipping from my fingers. It makes a light thud

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clutching him so tightly that my fingers hurt. He doesn’t even seem to notice my death grip and takes advantage of the fact that my arms are no longer between us to pull me even closer so I’m practically in his lap with both legs swung out to one side. Bellamy’s attention returns to my lips and he k*sses me again. This time it’s so intense I find myself struggling for breath. Bellamy adjusts his hands so that one presses against my lower back, holding me close. The other he twists into the hair at the back of my head and uses it to guide me closer. My mind is struggling to

be sick. Bellamy obviously feels me tense up because he stops and pulls back. He assesses my panicked expression and his pleased expression falls away to be replaced with concern…. And disappointment. He releases. me and I immediately scramble backwards off his lap and tumble into the couch. Bellamy turns to sit straight and awkwardly adjusts the crotch of his pants. The motion makes me cringe. Just

looking at me. I open my mouth to apologise and explain why I freaked out all of a sudden but Bellamy

He sounds miserable. What the hell? He thinks he did something? Why would he think that? I’m the weird one who gets awkward

to explain the issue. Where do I start? I need to tell him how Amber’s visions work. Or maybe more about Oracles first. How much does he know about them? I’m trying to work out what to

in me… physically you can tell me. I’ll understand if my k*sses make you uncomfortable.” He forces out. My mind stalls and I completely lose my train of thought. Wait, what? I know I’m awkward, but where did he get the impression that I’m. unwilling? Or uninterested at least. The longer I stay quiet the

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to get him to sit up and look at me. The

being ridiculous. If I wasn’t interested in you that way I wouldn’t let you k*ss me. I wouldn’t k*ss you back. I wouldn’t sit on your lap or sleep in

considered it! We’ve only been together a few weeks!”

getting more and more worked up as I go. Annoyed, I turn my back to him and angle myself away from him on

groans and reaches out to me. Placing a hand on my shoulder he