Infatuated

Chapter 4

I lay wide awake. Thinking about what Sylvia said.

"I told Legolas that you and Thranduil were flirting." keeps replaying in my head.

Why would she said those words.

Why would she even think that.

To think that me and him could even be together makes my heart drop.

It would never happen.

Nor do I want it to happen.

I'm just simply surprised.

Do I think he's attractive?

No. No I don't.

Maybe I do?

It's okay to think someone is attractive and not like them right?

I think so.

I'm not attracted to him though.

I'm really not.

.............

I leave my room and walk down the stairs.

I turn to corner and another elf is walking past me. She gives me a look.

What is her problem?

I watch her as she walks away.

Then my entire body hits against a wall.

"Shit!" I curse out of pain.

I stumble back out of reaction and put my hand on my head.

I then noticed.. Thranduil looking down at the ground, "Damn it!" He cursed.

I look down and see a burgundy colored puddle.

I look up at Thranduil, he's holding a cup.

He looks down at me, his jaw is clenched, "You spilt my wine."

Being so close to him, the height difference really showed. I guess I never really thought about it before.

He looked at me directly in my eyes. His gaze changed from one of my eyes to the other.

I couldn't help but to just look at him.

No words. Just look up at him.

The oddest thing, is he is looking directly in my eyes back.

He even slightly squinted his eyes to try to read what I was thinking.

He is kind of attractive. I can see why someone would think so.

I don't know what I'm thinking-

"What are you doing?" He breaks the eye contact.

"Nothing." I reply looking away from him.

"Another one of your walks?" He asked.

"Wouldn't you like to know." I look back at him.