Oblivious

42 // Lost Attention

Moon-struck
(adj.) unable to think or act normally, especially because of being in love

-Elijah-

"My feet are sore." Elora whines.

Turning my head to the left I watch as she kicks her legs back and forth, hitting the back of her heeled shoes into the stones steps underneath us.

They're not proper heels, the heel is thicker and I think it might be called a wedge or something, I don't really know.

I bend automatically, untying the laces of my shoes and slipping them off my feet, leaving my sock covered feet to rest against the cold stone.

Moving until I'm crouching in front of her I make sure to be gentle as I unstrap the strap of her shoes and slip them off her feet, replacing them with my own shoes that are way too big.

Elora watches as I tie the laces extra tight to make sure they don't slip off her feet when she walks.

I'd carry her if she asked but I'm not sure she will. And I don't want to make her uncomfortable.

"What are you doing?" Elora's hand wraps around mine, stopping me from tying the last shoe.

"Your feet hurt." It's said with a frown, my confusion evident. She complained about her feet hurting what else was I supposed to do?

Elora's frown deepens but she removes her hand and allows me to finishing double knotting the shoe.

When I'm finished she grasps my face in her hands. My skin tingles. She smiles a half smile half frown, blinks down at me. "You make it so hard to be mad at you."

I smile at her, unsure how to respond. What she wants me to say. My non reply doesn't seem to bother her because she's hitting my shoulder with one hand and pointing behind me with the other. "Dude, we have to get chips."

My smile falls being replaced with a frown. "Don't call me dude."

Elora refocuses her lost attention onto me, lips tilted into amusement. "My bad. I've been spending too much time with Ajax and Robin."

My entire body goes rigid. Hard. Tense. My hands leaving her calf. I almost fall down the stone steps from the whiplash.

She's been hanging out with Meeks?

Fucking Meeks.

The guy she knows is into her. Meeks. The stupid fuck that's partly to blame for the mess between us. Though almost all of it is my fault I still blame him for putting me into that position. For putting her in that position.

Is this why he's been so cocky lately? Because she's been hanging out with him? Giving him her time and attention?

What's happened between them that I don't know about?

Does she like him?

My blood runs cold and I'm sure the colours drained from my face because Elora's frowning at me and trying to get my attention but I can't seem to focus on her.

All I can pay attention to is the way my skins feels too tight. The blood pumping in my ears. The sweat running down the back of my neck. The ache in my knuckles from squeezing them too hard.