Her Outsider {Editing}

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Samantha's POV

"You really should tell me about the things you feel." I said, not looking at him. He sighed and I smiled, he was learning fast. He never sighed before when I first met him. Its been exactly 7 weeks since I met him and he still hasn't told me what he feels.

"You wont be angry at me?" He asks, looking at me with those stormy grey eyes. The eyes I love.

"Would I ever be angry at such an adorable alien?" I jokingly cooed. His eyes widened and he blushed crimson. It was cute to see him blush, emotions suited him.

"Alright, I'll tell you." He spoke, after a while of comfortable silence. Whenever I was around him, I felt that I could be who I am. Be it crazy, mental or emotional.

"Whenever I hear your name, its like it called to my attention. I can't think of anything else. All I can think of is you. When your skin touches mine, I feel sparks and tingles. Is that some human thing? I don't understand this at all.

When you're around me, my heart rate is high and my face feels tingly. I'm so confused Sam! I really don't understand what is going on with me." He looked up at me.

"I feel this need to touch you in some way and I really feel something tight in my chest. As an alien my mind can sense some sort of distress from the person it connects to, my mind connected to you and that means something big in my traditions." He finished, getting off the bed. He grabbed my hand and pulled me out of the room.

"Where are we going?" I asked, blushing at the contact of our hands. It was so innocent but yet it felt intimate. The things he just told me sounded like love but, that couldn't be possible.

"We are gonna take a walk in a human park. Do you like walks?" He asked me, his eyes holding a bright shine to them. Were they glowing? "Yeah, I do."

*

The park Ethon brought me to was still clean, I just thought it would've been barren by now. We walked around for a while. It was silent between us, no words exchanged.

I was feeling upset. Upset that aliens came and ruined our planet. The only bright side of this was Ethon, for me at least and that was selfish. Many families lost each other while I had found my father along with a sister and my mother was with me.

After some minutes of walking around, my head began to feel heavy. I sat down on a bench nearby and rubbed my temples. "Damn." I whispered harshly.

"Are you alright?" Ethon asked, holding my upper arm. I looked up at his face and smiled.

"Don't worry, its just a headache."

He wasn't convinced and so he picked me up in his arms, starting to carry me back to the ship. I immediately slipped my arms around his neck. I looked up at him, studying his face. He looked beautiful. His fair skin was clear and flawless and, his lips looked so kissable.

"You know, I can walk there myself." I whispered. He chuckled before turning serious as if he realised something. He sniffed the air and cursed. I taught him only one curse. "Bitch."

I laughed lightly but stopped noticing his expression. He was frowning. "What?"

"The air is drugged, Sam. You'll die if you stay out too long and you'll weaken if you stay less than the dying long." He stated, trying to control his anger. Why did his father had to be such a douche?

"Its okay, look at me." I spoke softly. He looked at me and his features softened. I blushed but, raised my hand to his face, cupping his cheek. "Stop worrying."

"I'm sorry for being angered. It will happen less from now on if it bothers you." He said, his mood dropping. I shook my head before telling him that I don't want to see him in a bad mood and that I like it when he's happy.

"Here we are." He muttered after a while of him carrying me. My gaze cut off from his face and instead went towards the front. We were in front of his father's room.

"Oh shit, not again."