Faira, present day

I raced along the corridor passed Quin. I think I saw him flinch but I didn't look back but then suddenly I was being yanked into a empty music studio. I watched as Quin locked the door and I felt panicked cause there were no windows. I inched away from him as he turned round to face me. He sighed and pushed a hand back through his hair.

"What's the matter, Faira?"

"You're a fallen angel" I choke out feeling my throat tighten with my words. Quin tilts his head and I see a slight look of pain in his eyes. "Well, are you? What do you want from me?!"

"Yes, I am" Quin says. I put a hand over my mouth in shock and talk a big step back away from him. I watch as he flinches and find myself confused.

"What do you want from me?"

"Nothing" Quin whispers. He steps forward and takes my hands in his slipping his fingers between mine. I try to pull away but his grip is firm.

"What do you mean nothing? You're a fallen angel and your following me around you obviously want so-" Quin cuts me off pressing his lips to mine. He pushes me up to a wall and rather than tensing I relax. It just feels so right.

Faira, 1889

Oliver was hesitant and it was so damn cute. I didn't tense as he kissed me.... It just feels so right.

Faira, present day

When Quin pulled away I realised my breathing was heavy and sharp. I took in a deep breath of air and found myself smiling. Quin smiled back and leaned his forehead against mine. I close my eyes and enjoyed his sent. So perfect and sweet I could die for it.

"Quin.... why does all this seem familiar?"

The End

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