A story where an 18 year old innocent girl that works at a small library in the middle of town bumps into a 25 year old man. But he wasn't just any man, this man was Zuko Grey , the most powerful man in the world. When Zuko the supposed 'heartless k...
We were currently driving through the secluded wood when it started raining. like hard. I laughed as Zuko grumbled that only made me want to laugh more.
"Grey you need to lighten up a little bit it's just rain and i love rain" i say jokingly but seriously because i really do love the rain.
"I love rain too Mi Amore, but i thought we could sit at one of the cliff openings and watch the stars and shit" he replies rolling his eyes like he doesn't care; but i secretly know he cares.
"Listen we could still do that but we'd have to stop at a store first, what one's closest to here?" I ask
"Probably Walmart" he muttered
"Okay head towards Walmart and we can pick up some stuff, okay? Then the nights not ruined" i state looking around with the side of my head resting on his back.
Yes, i was still so upset about the punishment Jack gave me and wanted to cry my eyes out but being with Zuko made the pain of everything in my life somehow float away like magic not all of it but most of it. I'm so lucky to have him in my life. I felt as though i could tell him the darkest parts of my pain and he'd understand because he has that dark pain too, i can see it when he looks at me. The pain you just can never shake off no matter how hard you try to or want to.
Not physical pain but emotional pain like the stuff that makes you feel so weak you cant walk, the type of pain that makes brushing you teeth, getting out of bed, having a shower or even breathing hard to do because of the lack of energy you have.
Over the years I've tried so hard to push this pain to the side, and when I couldn't, i was told to get up and walk it off because there was no way i was allowed to stay in bed because none of my pain was physical not that i'd be allowed to stay i bed with physical pain anyways. i learned that the hard way. Growing up i was told mental heath is bull bleep and people are faking it for attention i used to think if metal health is a lie then what's wrong with me?. What am i doing that's so wrong I can't seem to move some days.
But with Zuko it feels different. A good different but different nonetheless. I feel as though he feels the same way i do. Like if i tell him exactly how i feel he'll feel the same. And I'm so grateful for it, but how much of this world can i take? There is only so much one person can handle in life and i may sound so selfish but i feel like I've had more than enough.
The truth is life really, really freaking sucks and it always will. But we all have to handle different things and people might not understand my pain and others may feel the exact same way but we all process and handle things differently. That's what makes us human.
I felt us come to a stop and i open my eyes, I didn't even know i closed them but oh well guess that's what deep thinking will do to ya.
"I've never been into a Walmart before" he admits
"What?!" I yell Walmart is superior in my opinion but so is target so i don't know.
"Yeah my parents didn't think we should shop at 'places like that' whatever the fuck that means" he muttered and got off the bike. He took off his helmet and then picked me up placing me sideways on the bike while he stands in between my legs and helps me take off my helmet.
I felt this warm tingly feeling flow through my body whenever he was this close to me, it was weird. Anyways he then picks me up again and puts me on the ground, why? I don't know but i have a feeling he likes to pick me up.
I grab his hand after he locks everything up and pull him toward the big store.
"Okay Grey, what do we need?" I ask looking around
"How about an umbrella so we wont get completely soaked with rain?" He suggests shrugging his shoulders
"That's actually a good idea, and here i was thinking I'm the only one with good ideas" i giggle a little bit and look back to see him with a small smile on his face.
"Wait...what?" He questions asking his head
And i hum questionably and continue to look around the store.
"I have good ideas all the time!" He claims
"Okay, whatever you say" i mutter out trying to keep in my laugh, he then stops abruptly and pulls me back toward him.
He looks at me with a small glare but you can see the small smile he's trying to hide behind it. I stare back and suddenly I'm lifted and put into a cart and being pushed around, i can't believe Rosalie tried to tell me this man is heartless and a killer. Those are just rumours, nobody knows if there true or not.
I've never understood why people judge others that they haven't even met or talked to, the person that you're judging might be completely different to whatever you're thinking they might be like.
I laugh and i look up to see umbrellas i point towards them and tilt my head back to look at him.
"There" i told him and he stops the cart and turns the other way, towards the umbrellas.
we stopped and looked at all of them for a good five or ten minutes, just tilting our heads almost in sync, literally just looking at them then we started arguing about whether we should get the black or white one, i said we should get the black one so we don't strain our eyes too much looking at the white of the other umbrella. I soon gave him my puppy eyes and with a huff he gave in and got us the black one.
He was now pushing me around the store while i grab snacks off of the shelf, stuff like chocolate, chips, gushers and all sorts of candy and he sat there the whole time and let me get whatever my heart desired. We got to the tills and i was about to tap my card on the machine but my hand got literally slapped away and was replaced with a black card.
"Hey!" I shout at him, and he looked at me with a raised brow.
"I was gonna pay for this" i grumble and cross my arms.
"Come on Amore, you are not allowed to pay when I'm around are we clear?" He asked in a way that made me feel safe but also made my whole body tingle.
"Yeah, yeah. But I literally picked everything out, so it's technically my shopping!" I argue
"I really don't care" he replied, as we got back to the bike after he put all of our stuff under the seat and i held the umbrella.
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AUTHORS NOTE
Im so sorry fir making y'all wait for this chapter and its not really the right aesthetic but i kinda prefer this to the original version but okay anyways thanks for reading
