Huntlow Story/Oneshots

Well this is awkward pt.2

*Gilberts POV*

I walked down the stairs, the only thing on my mind, that boy. I had seen him before, but I couldn't pin a name to his face. He was that Palisman carver from the University of Wild Magic! I snapped my fingers as I finally recognised the boy. That Palisman carver from that school. I walked into the kitchen where Harvey was standing.

"Where's Willow?" He asked. "Nana Katie and her cousins can't wait much longer." I froze. Oops.

"Uhm, shes.. not feeling so good. I think she's sick." I lied. "You cant visit her it could be contagious. I thunk it's um- a human disease!" Harvey seemed concerned. He put the dish down.

"I should check on her-"

"That won't be necessary. I'll do that, you serve the table. Um and don't come near me! We can't have everyone getting sick!" I kept lying. Something told me I couldn't tell Harvey just yet. If Willow wasn't ready to tell me, then she definitely wouldn't have been ready to tell him. Or anyone else for that matter. I had to keep it to myself.

*Willow POV*

Oh no. I was in trouble. I buried my face in my boyfriend's chest in shame. Titan, give me strength. Dad was going to tell Papa and Nana and Laurel and Hazel and whoever else he walked past. Hunter kissed my head and gently rubbed the back of my head, trying to comfort me, but by now, I was dead inside. I gripped the collar of Hunter's shirt before my heart started to beat faster. I was took deep breaths but couldn't help it. I burst out in tears quite silently, before letting the crying begin. My ears went downwards a bit and Hunter moved the hand that was on my waist to my back and pulled me into him gently. He continued to soothe me by gently playing with my hair and rubbing my head and ear while softly kissing my head. He began to rock me gently, side to side while murmuring to me.

"It's ok, shhh, it'll be ok." He murmured repeatedly, softly. His voice is all I wanted to hear right now as I cried into his chest, trying not to be too loud. I sniffled, trying to hold back the tears, but it was no use. I burst out, and tears started to stream down my face. That caused Hunter to hold me tighter and closer, in desperate attempt to soothe and comfort me. Through all of this crying, I felt a part of me was happy. I had this amazing boyfriend, who no matter what, stuck with me, comforted and cared for me, loved me, who had the ability to make me happy and feel loved, even in the darkest of moments. And when it got worse, he tried to make it even better. No matter how inconsolable I seemed, he kept trying to make me smile. I slipped my hands up around his shoulders again and hugged him back.

Randomly, both of his hands moved to my face. He lifted my face up to look at him and I couldn't hold back a genuine giggle through my tears as all I could see was two big brown eyes, a cute, dorky smile and a hair noodle sitting on my face. The fact I'd giggled only made his dorky smile bigger. I let go of him and wiped my tears off my face. Once I repositioned myself back to my former position with my arms around his neck, I move my hands to his face and we both go in for a kiss. It was a long kiss, around 23-27 seconds straight, we took a breath then kissed again. We cupped the sides of the others faces. Grabbed his collar again, burying my face back into his chest, smiling widely.

All of a sudden, my dad entered the room again.

"Hey Flower," he whispered gently to me. I looked at him, letting go of Hunter and completely turning around to him. He looked at Hunter and then at my face, probably noticing the big wet patch on Hunter's shirt, and my red eyes.

Oh heck.