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Feel (Part Three)

 This part is for rockmysocks, who accurately recognized Tamaki on a picture and thus obtained the prize: an update on one of my stories (a little bit of a suckish prize, but hey, better than nothing xD)

After a billion years of delay, here it comes!

Part Three

My eyes were closed, as I replayed the scene of the kiss in my mind for what seemed like the billionth time. I could still feel the warmth of his lips and his gentle hands wrapping around my waist, pulling me to him.

Pathetic? Probably, but from my little cloud, about a thousand kilometers away from the room I actually was in, shrouded in pure bliss and happiness, I couldn't care less.

Because Sin had kissed me.

Yes, Sin, the mysterious stranger. And I still couldn't wrap my mind around it.

I mean, what would he see in a girl like me? I was far from being attractive, or even interestiong. I spent most of my time studying, watching movies and sitting on a school bench. I wasn't beautiful, like my sister or ethereal like Candy, or even as cute as Diane.

I was just little shy and ordinary Eliza. And I had been kissed... by Sin.

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After our lips parted, he looked down at me and his sapphire eyes shone with confusion.

"Now, you regret it," I said quietly.

"No. I should though," he said. "Ma belle, I'm afraid I made an error. But I don't regret it." His hands rested on both my cheeks and he moved his face closer to mine until his nose was pressed against mine. "I'll always remember this, ma petite chatte. Always. And I want you to remember this forever too."

"How could I forget?" I asked softly. But his words sparked a wave of sorrow. He would never forget?He didn't want me to forget either? It sounded strangely like a farewell, like something a lover would say to his bethrothed just before he left her forever. Or more like something a guy who had just kissed a girl and thought it was an awful mistake would tell her. He sounded like he never wanted that sort of thing to happen again. My throat constricted almost painfully as I pulled away. "You do regret it... I... it never should've happened. I just... I feel so stupid now."

I didn't look at him. I couldn't face him. I've been so naïve... thinking that a guy like him would ever... be interested in someone like me. I wasn't special. I wasn't particularly clever or funny. I wasn't a genius. I wasn't even pretty. I was so... dull.

'You have always been a nerd, but it's even worse now.'

My sister's words echoed in my head. A nerd. That's what I was.

I walked closer to the edge of the pool, and bent down to grab my shoes.

"Ummm, I'm going home now," I said, despising the fact that my voice began to sound teary and squeaky at the end of my sentence. I could feel my eyes overflow.

An error. That what kissing me was to him. 

I've never been more humiliated in my entire life.

"Wait." he breathed.

But I didn't wait. I began to put my shoes on, and once I finished I stood straight, patting the front of my dress shakily. I couldn't even bring myself to look him in the eye. I ran a hand through my hair and began walking toward the fence, planning to climb it to get on the other side. I bit my lip hard to keep sobs from escaping and I tried to take deep breaths to calm down. But tears still rolled down my cheeks. I hooked my fingers through the fence and planned to haul myself up when a pair of hands rested on my shoulders.