[ a l e x i s]
I held the letter in my hand. Its smooth texture tickled the pads of my fingers as I skim my hands along my name that was messily written on the front. Regardless it still had that charming look that all letters seemed to have. Not that I have ever gotten one personally myself. But it does feel good tonreceive one. Adam shuffles awkwardly, his arms linked behind his back as he puffs his cheeks out slightly.
"Goodnight, Alexis." His voice soft and gentle, his minty breath fans the skin on my face as it aerates fruther down my neck. The feeling of his mere presents should anger me but it made my stomach flutter and my heartache, he was the type of pain that seemed to never go away, like a constant reminder. Yet the pain never eased but you grow used to it, you learn to tolerate it and except it.
I hated myself for liking him, I didn't want to like him. But everytime I feel my cheeks warmthen and my breaths starting to cage itself in my throat. It seems so painful when I explain it but it feels so good knowing that he makes me feel this way. It's odd that I feel so strongly about a boy when I am so young. But my Mum always told me that, 'love will walk in and out and come weaker and stronger, you just have to be prepared for the things it may do.' Adam Banks made every emotion on edge, each feeling seemed to be on the brink of crashing down but he'd awlays be right there to pick it right back up. He is destroying and fixing me all at the same time it's getting hard to catch up. He is a good pain. A pain that I can tolerate and except almost gladly. He confuses me yet makes things so simple.
As I read along the lines, my heart swells, every emotion on the brink of crashing down, and every thought only was of him. Everything seemed to turn around me and the low voices in my mind started to come out only as a mumble. The words etched itself into my brain as it was the only thing that seemed to echo and overpower the constant swirl of thoughts that usaully kept me on my toes daily. It pulled them to a stop, it froze the time around me and made me feel as if it was only I that touched this earth. But his words brought such comfort it made me feel as if being alone was the scariest thing. But here I was siting alone on my bed looking up at the letter with widened eyes.
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Luis, Ken and I skated onto the rink, our helmets hung lazily on our heads. Jan had asked Ken and I to come in and help him teach Luis how to stop. I didn't want to leave him hanging of course and it was fun to be working with the two people I consider brothers. Besides Conway or Dean.
"Luis, your speed is a great weapon. Now you just need to learn how to harness it." Jan explained as he displayed the cans that were perfectly lined up infront of us. Luis loosely held his stick as he started skating towards the cans, as he tilted further back in his own attempt to stop he fell backwards and straight through the cans.
Ken and I skated to the poor boy as we lifted him back up to his feet. "I swear to god Mendoza if you say you nearly had it that time again I will personally smack you upside the head." I hold his forearm to the side of my torso as we carry him back to the begining postion. "You do that anyways so what's the difference?" He chuckles as we all let out a silent giggle.
"Try one more time, I just need to see your form." Ken explains as he lets go of Luis' wrists. Luis skates a little slower at the start, hsi speed starting to pick up as the ice starts to fly behind him. His weight shifts to his back leg, and he slides down onto the rink crashing into the can.... again.
"You're shifting to much weight onto your back leg," I say as I direct my hands, placing his legs into the correct stance. "You don't have to rely all on one leg, trying balancing yourself out." Ken shows the boy the correct position. "And don't lean to backwards, try leaning forwards a little."
"O-okay, a lot to take in but I think I got it." He tries again, the result slightly different but still resulting into him flying agains the cans.
"Yeah I don't got it." He rubs the back of his neck awkwardly.
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"We need to get back to the basics," normally I wouldn't enjoy the constant laps and the shouts of dissatisfaction from coach when we would practise, at the time I wasn't convinced that he had changed from his notorious days, and his cold hearted demeanour. But it felt normal, the normal that I enjoyed and that every one liked. The type of normal that puts people in a good mood.
The team crawled on all fours across the rink. Stained cheeks and red stained necks left a harsh feeling down my spine. The cold is something that I should be used too, yet something I've never really gotten into.
Adam sunk down beside me. Somehow is features still remained the same, with the same neatened hair. With his penetrating blue eyes that always manage to spike my heart harsher than a needle to a thread. My breath hitched in my throat as he leaned in further. His voice brushing against the thin skin that lined my neck.
His whispers only reaching my ears as his smile grows wider as mine. Before the blonde boy could even utter a word, I beat him too it.
"Thank you, for your letter. It was beautiful." His cheeks grew a light shade of pink. His hands struggling to keep him up into his position, his knees buckling into more of a shuffle rather then a walk.
"After everything that's I did, it's the Lear I could do. I meant it you know?" Each word he said hit me in a certain sarge of euphoria, I haven't even discovered until now. It felt good to hear him speak. It felt good to be close to him again.
"Meant what?" The smirk I've been dying to release pulls at the crevices of my smoothened lips as I catch it between my teeth. Preventing the giggle that pushes itself against my cheeks. I knew what he meant, but it feels better to hear him say it.
"I like you."
A/N:
Hello :) Sorry I wasn't be able to post yesterday, I had a friend over and of course it would've been quite rude to be on my laptop or phone doing this then hanging out with her. Although I will be posting two chapters today to ensure that I do in fact make up for missing the last chapter, again I am sorry - the two chapter will be posted in different times of the day, anyways enjoy.
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