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(y/n)'s POV
Anakin and I were now sitting up as we faced each other, but his eyes were on the floor as he spoke, "I didn't mean to do it," He breathed a sigh - holding his knees to his chest, "A former friend and I used to get into a lot of trouble together not long after my mom died. I lost myself in my grief and became stupid and rebellious." He glanced up to meet my concentrated gaze, "One day he wanted to get back at a store clerk for nearly getting him arrested, so he asked me to help 'scare him'." He used air finger quotes as he spoke, "He swore to me that the gun wasn't loaded, and I was too high on drugs to even bother to check if he was telling the truth or not." He rolled his eyes at his own stupidity and I felt my palms growing sweaty, already suspecting where this story was going, "Well, one thing led to another, and I pulled the trigger - obviously thinking that I was only going to make him shit himself and that nothing bad was actually going to happen."

"You shot him." I whispered, although it was more of a clarifying statement to myself than anything else.

He nodded as he dropped his legs down and placed his hand on his abdomen, "Right about here," He informed me, "My former friend eventually ran off when I refused to leave. I stayed to nurse the clerk; crying and apologizing to him, telling him that I didn't know it was loaded and never had the intention of hurting him." I could hear it in his voice that he wanted to cry at the memory, but he was holding it in to appear strong in-front of me, "Thank god he survived since I was able to to slow his bleeding until the medics got there."

"So you saved his life?" I questioned positively.

He sighed as he glanced up at the ceiling for a moment before looking back to me, "Yes, but after nearly being the one to take it, so it's not something I should be praised for. But he was still grateful to me, and apparently that - along with my high rambles of self-guilt earned me his forgiveness. He and the cop on my case even tried getting my sentence reduced to only six months with probation and community service, just as long as I gave them the name of my former friend. They suspected that he took advantage of the state I was in and planned this whole time for me to kill the clerk without getting his own hands dirty."

"And judging by the fact that you were there for eighteen leads me to believe that you didn't give him up." I stated knowingly, and even slightly disappointedly, especially if that theory was correct - that 'friend' of his only used him.

He shook his head, "No, he's not a good person (y/n). So being on his list of vendettas is not somewhere I wanted to be. So I did my time, got out six months early on good behavior, and haven't spoken or been around him since."

I nodded in understanding, and I also felt a bit of relief. I was worried that he did something horrible, and was the kind of person who held no remorse for whatever it was. But it's clear to me that Anakin isn't at all a bad person, he made a mistake that he regrets, and even did his best to fix it, he kept that man from dying. While also being the victim of someone's else's manipulation. He did his time, and still currently suffers through the memory - so there's no way in hell that I'm going to judge him or make him feel any worse about himself. So I did the first thing that came to mind, I reached forward and placed my hand in his in hopes of bringing him comfort.

He eyed my action with surprise, almost like he expected me to do the complete opposite, "If you're wondering if I see you any differently, or like you any less; the answer is no. I'm just sorry that you went through all of that - it must've been difficult."

He remained silent as his eyes stayed locked with mine; holding a look of disbelief, "You really don't think I'm a bad person for what I did?" He questioned shamefully.

"Don't forget that my dad is a cop. I hear all the stories and I know what a truly horrible person is like - you don't fall into that category. You made a mistake, and that's okay." I assured him with a soft smile.

"You're really not at all what I thought you'd be." He whispered low, as if he was speaking it only for himself.

"Neither are you." I squeezed his hand gently.

In less than a second, Anakin had leaned forward and pulled me into a hug, one that I reciprocated almost instantly and inhaled his sweet cologne. Then he gently pulled away, but still held me close as he gazed into my eyes. My heart beat suddenly quickened at the doting way he was looking at me - no one has ever looked at me like that, "You know, you have to stop smiling like that if you don't want me to break any rules." He used his other hand to lightly brush his fingertips on my cheek as his gaze traveled between my eyes and lips.

"Sorry," I whispered.

But instead of moving away, I got even closer until I was straddling him. Our foreheads were pressed together with my hands holding onto his cheeks. Both of us breathing heavily as our lips grazed, my body screaming at me to give in to him.

"(y/n)," He whispered low, his hands caressing my back softly, "I'm dying to kiss you right now."

"Then why aren't you?" I spoke quietly with a nervous swallow as I got lost in eyes.

He tightened his hold around me, "I said I'd wait for you to do it didn't I?"

I nodded, remembering our conversation this morning at the doctors office, "I want to, but I don't know if it's the smart thing to do. Clovis broke me when he left, and you came out of nowhere and helped put me back together - I just don't think I can handle you leaving me too." I whispered as I felt a sharp pain in my chest at the thought.

Anakin breathed out a quiet sigh as he raised hands to cup my cheeks, "Listen to me when I say this; I'm nothing like that idiot, he tossed away a diamond for a rock." He scrunched his nose in disgust, making me smile, "But I'm glad that he did because now I want that diamond, I want to hold it and never let it go, I want to care for it and show it just how unique and beautiful it really is." He caressed my cheeks softly as he slowly brought his face close to mine again - his kind eyes pleading for me to believe him, "All I'm asking for is a chance to do that (y/n), just one." He whispered, his hold on my face tightening, "I know you're scared and honestly so am I, but I really like you. All I want to do is be around you all the time. We'll go slow, just take a chance with me."

My eyes involuntarily traveled to his lips as he spoke - my heart thudding erratically as I took in his words that brought me to the brink of tears, "Damn it," I sighed as I leaned closer and our lips grazed once more, "How the hell am I supposed to say no to that?"

He slowly smiled, and before I could do it myself, he eagerly pressed his lips to mine - taking my proximity as an invitation - and lowered his hands down to my waist as I wrapped my arms around his neck.

I can't even begin to describe the feeling that coursed through my body the second we finally kissed. My heart pounded so hard that I could feel the vibrations in my neck, my body felt like electricity was igniting each of my nerves, the butterflies in my stomach fluttered, and my mind grew fuzzy - I felt like I was floating on cloud nine. It was unlike anything I had ever experienced before.

Anakin quickly pulled away from the kiss and gazed into my eyes with surprise, "Oh my god," He uttered with heavy breathing, leading me to believe that he too was drunk on the same feeling of euphoria that I was. Then he immediately crashed his lips back to mine and moved them hungrily as he ran his hands desperately through my hair - tugging on the roots.

I pushed against him and he laid on his back as I stayed on top - drowning in this new-found affection. The words of both him and Josie swirling through my mind.

Take a chance.

Take the risk.

Test the waters.

Life is short.

Anakin's hands gently and respectfully stayed near my hips and occasionally traveled up my back as our lips moved in a perfect symphony, as if they were their own soulmates.

Then sadly, he ended it. He lifted me up gently as he breathed heavily from his lack of oxygen, I did the same, "I would love to stay here and keep kissing those amazing lips of yours, but we should find our friends and go to our second stop of the night." He smiled as his finger slowly rubbed against my lips.

I furrowed my brows, "Second?"

He nodded, "You hungry?"

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If anyone thinks they're going to fast. I have two things to say to that.
1. I SUCK AT SLOW BURNS DONT COME FOR ME. IM IMPATIENT.
2.The title of the book says it all, they're each other twin-flame, so the connection has been incredibly strong since the beginning, they're bound to move a little fast.
If you don't know what a twin flame is then read the picture I attached above!💕

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