As we left the building to begin our walk I gazed at my surroundings, and was left in awe at how green and full of life everything was, "This place is really pretty." I said looking up at Luca who gave me an upside down smile.
"I could think of something much prettier." He gently nudged my shoulder. I could feel the butterflies begin to erupt within me and in turn, a smile began tugging at the corners of my lips.
"So, do you do this a lot?" I bit my bottom lip, "Overwhelm people with compliments and great scenery?" I asked jokingly. I hoped that he would come clean and tell me about his girlfriend instead of me having to ask him about her, it's always better to come clean rather than get get caught out in a lie.
Luca shrugged, "Just you." He paused for a minute, "If I'm being honest I don't think I've ever been this drawn to someone else before." His answer made my heart swell but it also felt bitter sweet because it felt like everything he was saying was a lie. How could he feel this way about me if he had a girlfriend?
My hand brushed against his and my breathing hitched, "You barely know me." I said. I would be lying if I said I didn't feel drawn to him as well though, he seemed to occupy a prominent spot in my mind ever since I met him and no matter what I - or others - say I couldn't stay away.
He cleared his throat, "Well then tell me about yourself." He moved closer toward me, which I was grateful for, it was getting pretty cold.
You need to talk to him. The voice in my head was right, he didn't seem like he was going to bring her up so that just meant I had to. I stopped dead in my tracks and began playing with the tips of my fingers, "Before I go there, can I ask you something?"
He stopped and looked at me with caring eyes, "What is it?"
I looked down at my feet, avoiding eye contact because I knew that if I was looking at him I would never be able to get the words out, "Do you hav-have a girlfriend?" I asked, but he didn't answer, "Katherine tol-told me you have a girlfriend." I didn't dare to face him, the last thing I wanted was for him to see the hurt in my eyes when he would finally say yes.
"What else did she tell you?" He stepped closer to me causing me to step back, "It's really complicated Belle."
I shrugged, "Yes or no?" I still kept my eyes on the ground since there was no way I was going to look at him.
"Fuck." I heard him mumble those words and I already knew my answer, "Yes and no."
Yes and no? In what world is that an answer?
My head shot up, frustration taking over my entire body, "What's that supposed to mean?" I narrowed my eyes, "You have a girlfriend and you're talking to me as if you don't, I've been going over the things you've said to me in my head and you don't say those things to someone if you have a girlfriend." The words left my mouth so quickly I barely had time to think them through. Not that I needed to.
He dragged his hand through his hair, and I could tell that he was getting frustrated, "You're right, I'm sorry okay, but I needed to know you."
"Why?" I asked, breathlessly.
"Because...you are...you're my," He struggled to get the words out, "Forget it, I shouldn't have asked you out, I'm sorry."
I cleared my throat, "You're right," my voice cracked, "You shouldn't have, but you did."
A moment of silence passed, all we did was look at one another. We didn't move. We didn't talk. It was like he was trying to find the right words to say but couldn't. It was bothering him, I could tell. Usually he looked so cool, calm and collected but now he looked sad, frustrated and guilty.
