Larsadie

~T-W-O~

Sadie POV

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        My hands fumble against the walls as I try to find the light switch. "Everyday I have to go through this." I sigh, searching still. Suddenly, the lights go on. Turning, I see Lars, his hands on the light switch, which was on the other side of the room, "Oh- Lars, you startled me!" I smile softly, but he doesn't do much. He only looks at me, with a nervous expression."Are you...okay?" Lars snaps out of his standing coma, and runs his hand through his slightly frizzed up hair,
          "Huh? O-Oh! Yeah! I was um...wondering something- a-and I wanted to say something, but before I do." I immediately remember my thought from earlier today, and my heart skips a beat.

          Is this what I think it is?

        He starts to move closer to me, and I feel my fingers tingle from nerves. He looks at me and I look at him, and he moves his face close to mine, and I can feel his breath faintly on my face. Suddenly, he smirks and touches my hair, and my face gets warm from being so flustered with anticipation. Pulling his hand back, I realize he was getting a fuzz out of my hair, and I blink, and my heart goes at normal speed, "You had a dust bunny in your hair." I chuckle shyly and he smirks. Lars pulls his head away and backs up a bit, "Anyway, what I wanted to say, was that I was...sorry." I raise an eyebrow in confusion, and he continues, "I'm sorry for yelling at you for stranding us on that island, and me and my stupidity for almost getting you killed". The memories start to flood my mind. I see us getting firewood, me catching the fish, and him snuggling up to me in our shelter.
          "Lars, it's OK." He scoffs and I stop,
          "It's not Sadie, I almost got you killed! And I never thanked you for helping us survive. I'm so sorry for being a jerk, and not thanking you for saving my life. I get it if you're mad at me." He hugs himself, and I instantly hug him, trying my best to comfort him. Lars backs up more in surprise, but my latch on him won't budge. I wait for him to jerk away from me or pry me away, but he doesn't. He hugs me back tightly.

        H-He's hugging me, and he isn't pulling away.

          "Hey, it's ok Lars, I forgive you. And I'm sorry for yelling at you earlier." He nods,
          "It's ok." As we hug, it doesn't feel awkward or weird, it feels right. Sadly, it ends and he smirks and stuffs his hands in his pockets,
          "Anyway, since the sappy stuff is over, I was wondering if you would come over to my place and hang out?" I nod, remembering the last time we hung out, which was probably months and months ago.
          "I'd love to!" He blinks in surprise and rubs the back of his neck,
          "W-wow...um, so." I giggle faintly at how surprised he is. I start to head back out into the main area,
          "Just let me get my stuff and we can go." Lars nods and I go toward the door. When I'm out and I walk toward the coat rack, I hear Lars laughing and cheering,
          "Yes! I can't believe it! Yes!!" I only shrug it off, and put my jacket on. Lars walks out and sighs with a slight smirk. Grabbing his coat, he turns off the lights and I open the door. He walks out, and as I follow, I close the door and lock it. Softly, I say to myself,
          "It was worth coming in today."

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Lars POV

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          The wind blows and I shiver slightly, and let out a breath. Sadie finally comes up to me, "OK, lets go." I nod, and we walk. The night is quiet, and the ocean is calm. It was quiet between us for awhile, but then I ask, without really thinking,
          "So what's with you and Ronaldo?" I blink in surprise, and so does Sadie.
          "Why you ask?" A blush spreads out on my face.

          Why did I ask!?

          "Just curious is all." Sadie nods, and she sighs, rubbing her chin.
          "Well, good actually, but he's a great guy. Kind, sweet, nice-" As she goes on, I feel more and more terrible.

          If this is how she thinks of RONNY, what does she think of me??

          I wouldn't be surprised if she hates me!

          "Lars?" I snap out of my thoughts and look at her,
          "Yeah Sadie?"
          "Are you okay?" I stop walking, and she does to.

          No, I'm not okay!

          Nothing is okay!

          I suddenly feel Sadies hand on my wrist, and my mind calms down. Looking at her, she puts her other hand to my cheek. She gives me a soft smile, and the weight on my chest gets lighter and lighter. When she stops, she doesn't pull away. We stay perfectly still, gazing in to each others eyes. Then I realize we're standing in the middle of the road. I blink, "We better keep going, it's getting darker." Sadie chuckles and pulls back,
          "Yeah, so what are we gonna do at your place?" we start to walk again,
          "Play some video games maybe? I miss having my Player 2." She smiles softly, making me smirk. Sadie notices and shoves me playfully, making me laugh.
          "You miss me whoopin' yo butt?" I roll my eyes,
          "I've been practicing, and now I'm gonna beat you!" we both smirk devilishly,
          "Is that a challenge?" Nodding, I hold out my hand.
          "If you beat me in one of my fighting games, I'll clean up the Big Donut for the week, but if I beat you, you have to do what ever I say for a day." Sadie thinks, her smirk still on her face,
          "Deal!" She puts her hand to mine and we shake. As I let her hand go, I feel small goosebumps crawl up my arm, so I stuff my hands deep in my pockets. We keep walking until I see my house just a few blocks away. Finally, we make it to my house and I open the door for Sadie, "Such a gentleman!" I playfully stick my tongue at her and she smirks. I step in and close the door.

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