Shatter You. ~ A Shatter Me AU ~

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She's kissing me.

My stomach twists, it makes me feel giddy. This feeling, gosh, I never want it to end. Though, when I freeze in place as her lips dance on mine, so taken back by her bold move, that I'm stunned for a moment, though I do hastily regain my composure and dance my lips with hers.

My hands hold onto her small, petit, waist. Her arms fly around the back of my neck, her hands settle in the blond locks of my hair.

BEEP BEEP BEEP BEEP BEEP BEEEP BEEP

That's the alarm for battle stations. The base is under attack. Fuck!

"Ella, darling, hide in my wardrobe." I push the hidden button that opens the doors, and she rushes inside. I close them behind her and cover the door with a book shelf, that I dragged across the room. She's safe in there, it's a secret room.

I rush into my office and grab my radio, pressing the button that allows me to speak into it, I say:

"What's going on?"

While I await a response, I gather some guns, and get outside my room. I make sure to lock my door, so I know for a fact that she's safe.

Suddenly the radio speaks to me:

"Attack from the east side, there's about twenty of them, so it's an easy victory."

I hear Delalui over the radio and I immediately rush to where all the action is. Jointing in the battle that takes no more than five minutes.

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I've been in this closet for a few minutes, I remember this room like the back of my hand. Aaron has always been obsessed with clothes, and I remember the look on his face whenever he and I used to adventure into his hidden closet. It's a very large space and it's always so neat and tidy, it honestly makes me want to have a fashion show.

I look through some of the clothes that are hung up. Suits and shirts, trousers and slacks, he's always been a fashionista.

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Suddenly the door to the closet opens. Of course, not knowing if it's Aaron or someone who wants to fucking kill me, I take cover behind some clothes that block me from view. Honestly, I'm surprised that I haven't entered Narnia and gone round Mr Tumbness' house for tea.

"Ella, love." I hear Aaron call. I immediately shoot out of where I am hidden, bolting to where he stands, wrapping my arms around his firm torso.

He arms lace around my waist and hold hand close, like he was just as worried for me as I was for him. He's the one who has just fought in a battle. For goodness sake.

"Are you alright?" He breathes.

I'm momentarily stunned, completely frozen and my lips part, only to make no noise whatsoever.

Then, finally, I managed to find my voice. "Aaron, why're you worrying about me?!" I shake my head. "You're the one who just fought in a battle."

Aaron kisses the top of my head and chuckles. "I always worry about you, sweetheart." He holds me close. "That's never going to change, Ella."

I want to say something along the lines of ditto or same here or the feelings mutual or the feelings reciprocated.
But I can't.
I just can't.

So I just stand here, completely smitten.

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She's just staring at me with adoration. It's both sweet and sort of worrying.

"Aaron you're so sweet." She smiled, showing her rosy, red cheeks, and her blue green eyes shine with hope. "What happened though? Is everything okay?"

I snap out of whatever daydream I fell into, nodding. "Oh, right... yeah." I breathe. "Everything is alright, just an attack by a small group of rebels, the usual small group attack."

Her eyes light up with slight worry and concern. She looks like she's seen something that look somewhat like a ghost, yet it isn't. Like she can't determine how to take this information that I'm feeding her. Though, for someone who hadn't been living like this for a long time, the idea that we regularly get attacked, could be very daunting. To be fair, even to someone who is used to it it's still creepy to think about.

"Are you hurt at all?" She cups my face, seeming to examine me, making sure I'm alright. That's what I love so much about Ella, she cares so much about everyone, she's so selfless. I honestly don't know anyone quite like her. She is tenacious.

"Don't worry, I'm perfectly fine, my love." The corners of my mouth can't resist the upwards curve that coats my face as a grin.

She lets out a small, relieved sigh. "That's good. That's really really good."

I'm so glad that I gave Ella back. I have my best friend back, my love back.

I don't want to ever imagine a time where she is taken away from me again. I won't let that happen. Never.

I will protect her even if it kills me. Even if I have to burn myself alive to ensure her safety. I don't care, I'll do anything for her.

She is the magnet that keeps me pulled onto the ground. That ensures that I don't fly away, get lost and lose myself.
She is everything that I've ever hoped for.

She is the part of me that keeps me sane.

She is my heart.

I love her so much.