A/N sorry i haven't updated as frequently as i have been doing...i have been studying for my up coming biology, algebra and PE theory tests...*sighs* so this fic (in my opinion) isn't very good...i have worked out i am like 20 hours sleep deprived... *yawns* so yeah...i 게시됨 some 팬 art to go with these chappies in the fanart part of this spot so look and review and same with this chap...read, review and rate!!! xxx
The remaining days passed as fast as they had come. The pack was slow and daunting because both knew that what had happened on that yacht would never be mentioned again.
Greg continued eyeing up Lisa, dressed in knee length jeans with layered singlets and a thick 재킷, 자 켓 draped over her arm. Greg, however, wore his usual jeans, sneaker and a t-shirt.
Before they disembarked the yacht, Lisa pulled out a small digital camera.
"Kiss me, Greg," she ordered and as he pressed his lips to hers she caught the image.
Even after the 사진 was taken, a violent game slowly began to erupt-becoming 더 많이 of the WW III of the tounges. Greg finally broke the kiss, curious and oxygen deprived.
"Why didn't 당신 tell me 당신 had a camera?"
"Who knows what 당신 would have done with it,"
He winked at her, a smirk spreading over both their faces.
"One more? Please?" she pleaded.
Greg wrapped his arms around her in a 곰 hug and planted a 키스 to her cheek; she snapped another photo.
"Email them to me," he whispered into her ear.
"If I find them around the hospital..."she trailed off giving him his warning.
"...you'll give me 더 많이 clinic, I know,"
"No-I'll 불, 화재 you,"
"Oh wouldn't 당신 사랑 to do that!" he smiled with glee, "Then our little midnight escapades can continue,"
Lisa glared at him but his eyes gave him away-he was only joking-she knew she could trust him with this; she'd trusted him with just about everything else.
Continuing to gaze into his eyes, she saw the sadness flood his eyes when they had finished packing and were about to disembark. Neither of them wanted this to end, they'd gotten in too deep. They didn't want to let go of their newly found happiness and Lisa certainly didn't want to say goodbye to Greg...
TBC...
read, review and rate...
xxx
The remaining days passed as fast as they had come. The pack was slow and daunting because both knew that what had happened on that yacht would never be mentioned again.
Greg continued eyeing up Lisa, dressed in knee length jeans with layered singlets and a thick 재킷, 자 켓 draped over her arm. Greg, however, wore his usual jeans, sneaker and a t-shirt.
Before they disembarked the yacht, Lisa pulled out a small digital camera.
"Kiss me, Greg," she ordered and as he pressed his lips to hers she caught the image.
Even after the 사진 was taken, a violent game slowly began to erupt-becoming 더 많이 of the WW III of the tounges. Greg finally broke the kiss, curious and oxygen deprived.
"Why didn't 당신 tell me 당신 had a camera?"
"Who knows what 당신 would have done with it,"
He winked at her, a smirk spreading over both their faces.
"One more? Please?" she pleaded.
Greg wrapped his arms around her in a 곰 hug and planted a 키스 to her cheek; she snapped another photo.
"Email them to me," he whispered into her ear.
"If I find them around the hospital..."she trailed off giving him his warning.
"...you'll give me 더 많이 clinic, I know,"
"No-I'll 불, 화재 you,"
"Oh wouldn't 당신 사랑 to do that!" he smiled with glee, "Then our little midnight escapades can continue,"
Lisa glared at him but his eyes gave him away-he was only joking-she knew she could trust him with this; she'd trusted him with just about everything else.
Continuing to gaze into his eyes, she saw the sadness flood his eyes when they had finished packing and were about to disembark. Neither of them wanted this to end, they'd gotten in too deep. They didn't want to let go of their newly found happiness and Lisa certainly didn't want to say goodbye to Greg...
TBC...
read, review and rate...
xxx
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Love.
Love.