Perfect Screw Ups | Quackbur

Chapter Twenty-One

Quackity lead me to what appeared to be a park. I hadn't been to a park in so long. . .

"Let's have our late night walk first."

I nodded. "Good idea."

We walked around the park and to be entirely honest I debated grabbing his hand. I'm not sure why, it was like some magnetic force was drawing me toward him.

"You okay?" He asked.

"Oh, uh, yes! Sorry. .uh. ." I trailed off, not sure how I could defend myself. "I wanted to hold your hand."

He stared at me with a shocked expression. "Oh? Well, all you had to do was ask."

He clasped my hand in his own and I smiled when I noticed the faint blush etched across his cheeks.

"You're amazing too," I whispered after a while.

"I'm sorry?"

"I said that you're amazing too. Earlier you were complimenting me profusely, but you're amazing too."

He smiled but gave me a perfunctory shake of his head. "No, I am far from."

I stopped him in his tracks, assertively placing my hands on his shoulders. "Quackity. You are one of, if not thee, most amazing people that I have ever met. You are the only reason that I chose to get better. You are my reason and you are my will. I learned to live because of you. So, yes, you are amazing."

He smiled brighter. "Thank you, Will. ."

I saw the cogs in his head turning as he debated something with himself. Subsequently, he looked back up at me and intertwined the both of our hands.

"I don't know how long I have left, Will."

I stared back with confusion but he continued before I could speak.

"I am a ticking time bomb, and I am a promise, but not a promise for good. I am a promise for quietus. I fear that should I choose to bring you closer to me I will only infect and hurt you. But I want you. My soul craves you, and I have denied myself your affection for so long, but I don't have time for denying any longer. So, even if you don't reciprocate my feelings, I am in love with you. If I am a bomb, and I explode, know that at one point my heart beat for you. I am in love with you. A hundred times over: I am in love with you. I don't care if it's stupid or pointless, or-- or-- or whatever! I'm stupid, and I'm pointless, and goddam it Wilbur I am in love with you ."

I gaped at him but I couldn't deny that my heart was fluttering and my stomach was doing backflips. Somewhere in the back of my mind that tiny voice told me this wasn't right. But the majority of my brain was screaming, and reeling. The rest of my body was begging for him. The truth was that I wanted him just as badly. I was in love with him just as much. I'm not sure why, but I was.

"I've been denying myself of your affection as well," I admitted.

He watched me as I carefully selected my words.

"I. .I'm not entirely sure what you mean by you being a promise of death or whatever. But I do know that I am just as in love with you. So I will sign your ticking time bomb wager."

"Even if in the end you get hurt?"

I thought for a moment. "My heart is yours. It'll be yours to hurt. That is something I am willing to sacrifice if it means being with you."

He smiled and then a torrential flood of tears rained down. He wrapped me in a hug. "I would never hurt you. As long as I'm here, you will not know pain."