La Vein Rose, A Loki fanfiction.

Chapter 8

I sat on the balcony for another hour, debating about what I wanted to do. I looked out over the garden and saw Loki walking with Thor. They both looked up at me and waived. I got up and went down to the garden with them. 

"Hey guys." I said, Loki and Thor smiled when they heard my voice. 

"Melody, there you are!" Loki said, holding his arm out to me, I took it, I was nervous, and Thor could tell. 

"Well, Loki, I'll leave you two." He said. 

"Alright, bye Thor." He said, then he turned to me. 

"Loki, I want to ask you something." I said. He stopped walking and stood before me. 

"Ask away." 

"This is a really random question, but I want a second opinion." 

"Second opinion?"

"Yes, I already asked Thor. But I want your answer."

"Oh, ok."

"How do you know when you've fallen in love?" I asked, looking up at him. He stood there, perplexed by my question. 

"Well, to me, when you're in love, you want to be with them all hours of the day, and you long for their touch with every fiber of your being." He started I looked away from him, and he continued talking. "You care for them more than you care for yourself." He said, reaching out and taking my hand, "You want nothing but to see them smile, and you want nothing more than to make them laugh." He said. "Melody, why do you ask?" He dropped my hand. "You've fallen in love." He said. I looked back at him and nodded. "But who?" He asked. 

"Loki, who else would it be?" I questioned. He turned away from me. 

"Melody, you don't." He said. I looked away from him. "Melody, you've fallen in love, with me?" He asked. I felt my heart sink. "Melody look at me and admit it." He demanded. "You don't need to hide anything." He said, 

"Fine! Yes, Loki! I've fallen in love with you." I said, my eyes welled up with tears. He stepped closer to me. 

"No, Melody. You've fallen in love with the idea of me." He said. "You don't want me." He said. I looked away from him. "When?"

"What?"

"When did you first fall?"

"My first day here." I said, sitting on the bench near us, my heart broken, He crouched in front of me. 

"Melody, look at me." He said, "Look at me, Please?" He asked. I looked up at him, my eyes red and puffy from my tears. 

"And this is what I was afraid of." I said. "I was afraid of the rejection, and that's why I didn't want to tell you." He stood back up and turned away from me. 

"Melody, darling." He said, taking my hand. I looked away from him. "Look at me." He said. I looked up at him, and he pulled me to my feet, his free arm wrapped tightly around my waist. "You love me." He said with a smile. "You actually love me." He pulled me closer to him. I looked away from him, and rested my head on his chest, his heartbeat calmed me. I felt his hand release mine, and he moved my face so I was looking at him. He pressed his forehead to mine. "Say it." 

"I'm in love with you." I said, with a smile, then he released my waist, and his hands found their way to the sides of my face and he kissed me. When we pulled away, he spoke. 

"Melody, stay and be mine." He begged. "Let me give you what your father didn't." 

"Loki, I wish I could. But you know just as well as I do that I want to." I said. 

"Darling, I love you, more than anything. More than the throne I was promised as a child." He said. "When you leave, I swear to you I will wait as long as it takes." He said, wrapping his arms around my waist again, and pulling me closer to him. 

"Don't do that to yourself." I said. "Loki, I love you but I can't put you through that." I said. I wrapped my arms around his neck and looked up at him. 

"Melody, I wish you could stay." He said, kissing the top of my head. 

"I wish I could stay, but you and I both know my father would never let that happen." I said. 

"You're right." I kissed him again. "Loki, I'm going to miss you when I leave." 

"I know love." He pulled me in closer to him, my arms snaked around his waste, and I smiled up at him. I didn't realize that I loved him as much as I did until I left.