Framia: Run Away
by ~NaruIno4eva
I DID NOT WRITE THIS.ONE OF MY FRIENDS ON DEVIANTART DID!
Frank didn't want Jamia to go home just yet. She didn't wan him to leave, either After dropping Jamia off at her block, she lead him to a nearby alley for one last kiss. She figured they alley would give them more privacy. That one last kiss turned into two, which in turn became three, four, five, ten kisses to the lips, the cheeks, the throat. Holding his girl in his arms, all alone as they were, Frank found it to be the perfect situation to present her something. He ceased his mad kissing, stepping back a little so she wouldn't be squished up against the wall like a fly. He took deep breaths, wanting to dive straight into his question rather than building it up.
"Neh? What's the matter?" Jamia asked, her blushing lips tickling his dyed black hair as she spoke.
"Run away with me..." he whispered into her snow white neck, giving it one tender kiss to persuade her. Her hands grabbed his face to make him look at her shocked face.
"What did you just ask me?"
"Please, please, Jamia, run away with me. We'll get out of Belleville and we'll get married. We'll settle down and raise a family. Or we can just tour nonstop with the guys, never stopping for too long. Or we can travel together, just you and me, forever. Whichever your heart desires, I can make a reality." Jamia's eyes were conflicted. While she would love the first part of her boyfriend's proposal, they were only eighteen! They had their education to think about - Frankie was going to college on scholarship, after all. She looked so hurt when he got on one knee and held her lip hand in his.
"Please, marry me and we'll run away together, forever." Jamia felt salty, hot tears run down her face as she shook her head. Frank's hazel eyes were cold with hurt. Didn't she love him? And he thought he was being pretty damn romantic about it, too. He really did pay attention when he and Jamia watched those weepy chick flicks she liked so much: he took note on the art of asking a girl to run away with you.
"Frankie, I love you and I DO want to marry you, and I DO want to be with you forever, but we're to young. We have a few years ahead of us before we should worry about marriage. And if we left, what about college? You can't throw that scholarship away. I'm truly sorry, Frank, but I can't marry you. Not right now." Jamia wanted to hug him, but she felt like if she did, he would become shards of broken glass in her hands.
"No, no, you're right - I was stupid for asking in the first place. I'm sorry I freaked you out like that." she ran into his arms, clinging to him.
"Please, just don't leave me, ever." she whispered, her voice shaking as much as the rest of her. She was praying that this situation wouldn't make him second guess what they have. He stroked her dark hair.
"I would never, ever leave you. Why do you think I asked you to marry me?"
"It's just...I said no, and I thought I hurt you so badly that you would leave-" He silenced her with a kiss, speaking to her "I will never leave you, ever my love" without moving his lips to form words.
by ~NaruIno4eva
I DID NOT WRITE THIS.ONE OF MY FRIENDS ON DEVIANTART DID!
Frank didn't want Jamia to go home just yet. She didn't wan him to leave, either After dropping Jamia off at her block, she lead him to a nearby alley for one last kiss. She figured they alley would give them more privacy. That one last kiss turned into two, which in turn became three, four, five, ten kisses to the lips, the cheeks, the throat. Holding his girl in his arms, all alone as they were, Frank found it to be the perfect situation to present her something. He ceased his mad kissing, stepping back a little so she wouldn't be squished up against the wall like a fly. He took deep breaths, wanting to dive straight into his question rather than building it up.
"Neh? What's the matter?" Jamia asked, her blushing lips tickling his dyed black hair as she spoke.
"Run away with me..." he whispered into her snow white neck, giving it one tender kiss to persuade her. Her hands grabbed his face to make him look at her shocked face.
"What did you just ask me?"
"Please, please, Jamia, run away with me. We'll get out of Belleville and we'll get married. We'll settle down and raise a family. Or we can just tour nonstop with the guys, never stopping for too long. Or we can travel together, just you and me, forever. Whichever your heart desires, I can make a reality." Jamia's eyes were conflicted. While she would love the first part of her boyfriend's proposal, they were only eighteen! They had their education to think about - Frankie was going to college on scholarship, after all. She looked so hurt when he got on one knee and held her lip hand in his.
"Please, marry me and we'll run away together, forever." Jamia felt salty, hot tears run down her face as she shook her head. Frank's hazel eyes were cold with hurt. Didn't she love him? And he thought he was being pretty damn romantic about it, too. He really did pay attention when he and Jamia watched those weepy chick flicks she liked so much: he took note on the art of asking a girl to run away with you.
"Frankie, I love you and I DO want to marry you, and I DO want to be with you forever, but we're to young. We have a few years ahead of us before we should worry about marriage. And if we left, what about college? You can't throw that scholarship away. I'm truly sorry, Frank, but I can't marry you. Not right now." Jamia wanted to hug him, but she felt like if she did, he would become shards of broken glass in her hands.
"No, no, you're right - I was stupid for asking in the first place. I'm sorry I freaked you out like that." she ran into his arms, clinging to him.
"Please, just don't leave me, ever." she whispered, her voice shaking as much as the rest of her. She was praying that this situation wouldn't make him second guess what they have. He stroked her dark hair.
"I would never, ever leave you. Why do you think I asked you to marry me?"
"It's just...I said no, and I thought I hurt you so badly that you would leave-" He silenced her with a kiss, speaking to her "I will never leave you, ever my love" without moving his lips to form words.
