(Thomas)
He looked at her bewildered eyes and threw an awkward smile. She smiled back tentatively and blushed. He felt so awkward, just standing there and not doing anything. He cleared his throat and tried to say something, but was cut off when she grabbed his hand and led them down the walkway.
“Well, since you’re being all awkward and junk, why don’t I just take you on a date. Wouldn’t want you to burn the few brain cells you have, would I?” She said lightly and he chuckled lightly. Some of his confidence regained with her hand in his, some of his happiness came back to him, overturning the fear of a date gone wrong. So what if it went wrong, they would fix it anyway and have a great time. As long as they were with each other, everything would be fine. He had to borrow his dads’ jeep, seeing as the only vehicle he had was a motorcycle. He helped her up into it and gave her a peck on the cheek before closing the door and walking to the drivers’ side.
“What was that about?” She asked, her cheeks a rosy red.
“Can I not kiss my beautiful mate?” He asked, buckling in and she snorted.
“Kissing is part of what got me into this mess here.” She said and patted her bulging belly. He smiled and started the car and drove toward the beach. A song came on that he didn’t know, and he was startled when she started belting out tunes.
“I should ink my skin, with your name. Take my passport out again, and just replace it. See I could do without a tan, on my left hand, where my forefinger meets my knuckle. And I should run you a hot bath and fill it up with bubbles. ’Cause maybe you’re loveable, and maybe you’re my snowflake, and your eyes turn from green to grey, in the winter I’ll hold you in a cold place. And you should never cut your hair, ‘cause I love the way you flick it over your shoulder. And you would never know just how beautiful you are to me. But maybe I’m just in love when you wake me up.” She sung softly and he turned it up a little. She smiled and closed her eyes, rubbing her belly.
“Would you ever feel guilty, if you did the same to me? Would you make me a cup of tea, to open my eyes the right way? And I know you love Shrek, ‘cause we’ve seen it twelve times. And maybe you’re hoping for a fairy tale too. And if you’re dvd breaks, today, you should’ve got a vcr, ‘cause I’ve never owned a Blu-ray, true say. And I’ve always been shit at computer games, and your brother always beat me, and when I lost I’d go across and chuck all the computers at the TV. And then you’d laugh at me, and be asking me if I’m gonna be home next week. And then you’d lie with me until I fall asleep and flutter an eyelash on my cheek between the sheets. And you will never know, just how beautiful you are to me, but maybe I’m just in love when you wake me up.” Her voice put his wolf in a spell, his wolf now crooned for some attention. She was giving her all to the song, her and her wolf were singing it. Her wolf to them, Molly just sung to sing.
“I think you hate the smell of smoke, you always try to get me to stop, you drink as much as me. And I get drunk a lot. So I’ll take you to the beach, and walk along the sand, and I’ll make you a heart pendant with a pebble in my hand. And I’ll carve it like a necklace, so the heart falls where your chest is, and now a piece of me is a piece of the beach and it falls just where it needs to be and rests… peacefully. So you just need to breath to feel my heart against yours now… against yours now. ‘Cause maybe I’m just in love when you wake me up, or maybe I’m just in love when you wake me up. Maybe I fell in love when you woke me up.” She said softly and sighed deeply.
“What was the about?” He asked softly and she smiled.
“That song used to come on all the time on the radio. And sometimes, I would think of you. And we’d be laughing, and I’d be safe. It was my inspirational song, that one day everything would go right. I’d wake up and somebody would be there, waiting for me. And I guess, deep down, I knew it would be you.” She said and then rested her head on the window as she watched the sun beginning its travel to the other side of the world. She didn’t say much after that.
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Fated
Hombres LoboMolly Turanga has been on the run ever since she was 10. But she's learned to adapt to the power she has. She's ready to come home now... or at least she thought she was.
