Hello everyone! So here is 'moments' five of STOLEN MOMENTS. YAYY! You can either read it bellow or on wattpad! Wattpad is BETTER because it's just cooler lol! I hope you enjoy!

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"Maybe I shouldn't go," I murmur to myself as I straighten the skirt of my dress.

As I stare into the full-length mirror, I take a chance to appreciate my ensemble for the evening. I am wearing a beautiful white dress embellished with navy stripes that define my figure. Around my neck I have a gold necklace decorated with thick white roses; perfectly accenting my neckline.

It's twisted really, we're about to celebrate an engagement between two people. I'm even dressed for the occasion, but it's all just an illusion. I'm deceiving the people around me, and more importantly myself. While everyone is congratulating Lucas and Sara on their upcoming nuptials I'll be pining for the man I love. "Natalie, are you ready? People will be arriving soon!" exclaims my mother, pulling me out of my convoluted thoughts.

"Oh sweetheart you look stunning.." she gasps.

"Thank you mother," I reply, my tone one of despair.

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As my mother and I make our way down the stairs, Lucas and Sara are arguing about his choice in attire. "Lucas, why are you wearing that god awful tie?" complains Sara.

"Sara, please.." sighs Lucas.

"Alright is everybody ready?" interrupts my mother.

Lucas glances at my mother before turning his gaze towards me. I feel his eyes coarse through my body; heat tracing their path. I want to run away but I can't, he won't let go of the hold he has on me. His eyes pause on my lips, an inviting 'kiss me' pink enveloping them. He's been staring at you way to long. Natalie, do something... I take a deep breath; containing myself, "Sara you look gorgeous."

"I know, don't I!" she complies.

"Ahh.. Modesty." I smile, my voice tinted with sarcasm.

"Why be modest when you know you've got it.. Unlike some people," she retorts.

She glares at me as she slowly turns her head towards Lucas and kisses him possessively. Even though she has every right to embrace him in front of me, I know what her intentions are. Sara won Lucas's heart. The opportunity to flaunt him in front of me is just to good to pass up, not to mention the fact that she knows I've always had a 'crush' on Lucas. But for Sara that just makes things all the more sweeter.

I clench my eyes to avert the painful sight that is now forever etched into my brain. Just breathe... I repeat to myself over and over again in my head. Contain yourself Natalie, just breathe.. I had a feeling those words would become my mantra for the evening. "E-excuse me.." I stutter, as I make my way towards the front door.

"Was that really necessary!?" barks Lucas.

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I'm half way down the beach when the sand gets too deep for my heels. I toss them to the side and hitch my dress up a few inches, giving my legs more access to run. I always used to go on long runs while growing up, it was like a temporary escape. I was even told I should join the track team, but I liked running for myself. People always say you can't run away from your problems. But I did, even if it was just for a little while. It's ironic actually, it seems whenever Lucas is around I need to run. And right now, that's exactly what I'm doing.

I finally reach the shore and realize that I've been sobbing the whole time. Everything is so fucked up. Why did I have to love HIM! Ugh, I just want to SCREAM! I slowly walk into the ocean, my mind a complete daze. The water is cold against my skin and the further down I go, the better I feel. My dress engulfed by the waves, I shut my eyes and let the breeze brush over me. "Natalie!" I hear Lucas shout from a distance.

"Ah, would you look who it is.. The groom to be!" I reply with false happiness.

"Natalie, please get out of the water.." he retorts.

"Me come out? Nah, why don't you come in?" I exclaim.

Lucas simply stands there and gawks at me in confusion. I stare back at him my eyes cloaked with tears. "So.. Are you in or out?" I say with a hint of sorrow in my voice.

"Because I don't know what you want? I mean, you tell me one thing but then you go off and do the other.. I'm tired of wondering Lucas. So, it's up to you.. Are you in... Or are you out." I add shakily.

Before I can continue Lucas removes his shoes and makes his way towards me, our eyes locked on each other. He grabs my hand and interlaces his fingers with mine. "I'm in.." he whispers.

Lucas closes the gap between us and places a soft kiss on my cheek causing my legs to falter. He slowly moves his lips towards mine and presses them into a gentle kiss. The waves crash into our bodies', and I run my fingers through his hair begging for better access. His hand travels down my side and clutches my waist molding us into one, and with that we're gone...

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