Magnetism

4- light

That first night we had spent together was where our relationship was born. That was the night that I knew she cared for me more then I had ever cared for myself and back then that meant more to me then anything else.

We woke the next morning with me tangled in her arms. I hadn't slept that well in a long time and when I sat up and looked across to Ivy I could see that she was still asleep. The window streamed light in due to the, not so opaque, blinds. It was an autumn morning but there was relatively a lot of light. Those factors meant very little to me until I thought about it.

Suddenly the realisation of the time hit me and I span around reaching for my phone. 11 am. Crap I thought. I scrambled out of the bed and gathered up my folded clothes from the corner. Pulling on my black leggings and crop top from yesterday didn't feel right without underwear but from principle I refused to wear my underwear again.

I made sure I was quiet as I walked through her annex. Ivy was still asleep and I didn't want to wake her but I had to get home. My shoes were the only thing I needed and so I stepped into them I felt a pang of fear. Nothing but fear made me want to leave here. Everything about Ivy and this place was so warm and inviting, I wanted to live and die here away from everyone and everything except her. Reality existed though and so as I scribbled a note apologising I thought -deep down - that it was the last time I'd be there.

It was cold out but tolerable and the weather was the least if my problems. Small particles of ice hung everywhere from the air to the grass to the dirt. An artist could have painted the landscape that I walked through but I wasn't paying enough attention. My mind was wrapped up thinking about Ivy. I lived so close to her but I never really noticed and even then we were worlds apart.

Within 15 minutes I must have been home. It was normal looking from the outside, a perfectly pleasant appearance. That's what it was designed for I supposed. It was supposed to look inviting. It was supposed to look like the sort of place you'd call a house but it knew it would always be just a house to me. A strange thought I know and it was the last thing I thought before I stepped inside that morning.

It was a couple of days later that I next saw Ivy. We'd texted over the course of the weekend but it wasn't until Monday that I got to see her again. The same as always I found her sitting at our table for lunch and so I quickly scurried over.

Her eyes recognised me instantly and I was met with a warm smile. She was reading some old book but it was quickly shut as soon I was sat down.

'Don't stop on an account of me' I began

'Nooo, I am going to because you are worth far more of my attention' she replied quickly marking her page.

'Not if you're enjoying the book' i remarked making her look up

She sighed and glared at me 'not as much as I enjoy you'

I laughed at that and lay my head on the table looking up at her. She peered at me back looking confused. Her hand reached out to touch my face but I shrank away

'What is that?' She asked pointing to the patch of my skin that didn't match the rest

'Uh makeup'

'No I mean what is it hiding?' She asked looking at me closer

'My 6 year old sister melt down' I received a raised eye and decided to go on 'she threw a globe as me and the metal bit and my cheek bone did get it on'

'Fucking hell' Ivy whispered

'It's fine she gets help for her anger issues...I needed to be more careful'

Ivy looked at me again 'what were you doing?'

'Getting her ready for a birthday party'

Ivy put her fork down and lowered her gaze. She was clearly thinking about something intently. Her face screwed up into a wrinkled piece of paper whilst her hand lightly tapped on the table. The sight of her thinking this deeply had me on high alert. I looked from her to the floor every couple of seconds.

A minute later she was looking straight at me again, softness in her face. She was looking at my inked hands that were laying flat on the table. I noticed and quickly moved them to my lap, I looked up in enough time to see a satisfied laugh momentarily drift across her face.

'Wanna get out of here?' She asked

I wanted to scream the words yes, it took me a moment though. I was lucky that I only had PE last period whereas Ivy had a free one. We couldn't do this forever but right now we could.

I let my head nod and I slowly stood up. Ivy gave me that amused look before getting up and walking with me out of the hall. I assumed we were just going on a walk but yet again she led me to her car and opened the door for me.

Rolling my eyes I slid in and waited for her to walk around. I enjoyed the comfortable silence that we had; we didn't need to say anything but we still knew what the other wanted. Anyway she climbed in the car and got it started.

'I saw that by the way' she breathed

As always I was confused and looked at her 'saw what?'

Gently she brought her hand to my cheek and moved it carefully upwards. She stopped moving her her thumb was at the outer corner of my eye and began to move it down to my chin. My skin tingled beneath her touch. I felt my cheeks turn a bright shade of pink whilst my whole body wanted more.

Ivy let out an amused sigh and replied 'your eye roll'

'Oh my god not you too' I laughed thinking nothing of it.

'What do you mean by that?' She pressed a slightly different tone edging into her voice

I didn't understand her question. I peered at her trying to get what she had meant.

'What other people don't like you to roll your eyes?' Ivy quickly rephrased.

'Ohhhh' I sighed 'before it was me and you I hung out with a group of guys'

She looked at me through the mirror as she kept driving 'anything more to that?'

'They hated it when I eyerolled...I never really figured out why'

After that we kept driving in silence. It wasn't uncomfortable just natural. I watched the road as Ivy drove and Ivy just sat there driving. It was so peaceful and just right. I didn't want to be anywhere else.

A few minutes passed and Ivy moved her free hand and put it on one of my thighs. I was sat crossed legged and the sudden touch made me jump.

Glancing down I saw the solid mass was just her arm resting respectfully there.
'I can move it if you want' she offered

'No I actually don't hate it being there'

'That doesn't surprise me' she replied.

I didn't actually know where we were going; all I knew was that I was going somewhere with Ivy and therefore I wanted to be there. It was getting colder by the day and so when she stopped the car I was reluctant to step into the icy air.

Nevertheless I did. As soon as the cold hit my face I shrank back into my coat. Ivy, of course, found this fairly entertaining. Unlike me she was prepared for this and let out a loud laugh.

Naturally I flipped her off, fake smiling at the finger I gestured towards her. I walked closer laughing at her cocked eyebrow and folded arms. She was stunning. Wind ruffled the top of her short hair, the sun was setting leaving an orange background surrounding her. Ivy looked perfect. I got too wrapped up in this thought as I got closer towards her. And it must have lead me to misstep or trip over something because suddenly I was falling down...until I wasn't.

Ivy had me in her arms, my whole body balanced against her. Quickly I straightened myself and stood firmly on my two feet. It wasn't as if I had fallen far, I must have pretty much fallen into her but still I liked it

She grinned and said 'come on clumsy I want to be back up here before it's completely dark'

I sighed and nodded and began walking though I wasn't quite sure where to. After only a few steps I felt the familiar presence of her arm around my waist and I questioned everything yet again.