The Chosen One(s) | Anakin Skywalker x Reader

Chapter 37 - Lightsaber

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Y/N's POV:

"I was thinking since we're all not on assignment right now for once that we could go out tomorrow night." Jaina suggests to our table as we sit in the dining hall having dinner.

"Oh! We haven't been to the Outlander Club in forever!" Aalya exclaims. "How about we go there?"

"We should totally go there! We had so much fun last time." Allana agrees. "What do you think Y/N?"

"Hmm?" I turn my head back to my friends, having barely listened to a word they'd said in the last five minutes.

My attention was somewhere else... or rather, someone else.

"Y/N, is everything alright?" Jaina looks at me with a concerned expression. "Why do you keep looking over there?" She looks in the direction my eyes were, trying to figure out what I was staring at.

"Ya, the only thing worth looking at over there is Skywalker, and we all know you wouldn't be giving him the time of day!" Aalya jokes.

Aside from Padme, none of my friends know about Anakin and I's history except for my avid distain for him.

"Definitely not." I force out a laugh. "I was just having a blank moment." I lie between my teeth even though the truth is I had been looking at him.

We haven't spoken since our fight on Onderon nearly a week ago. I don't want to look at him, but for some reason I can't help it.

"Oh we all get those from time to time." Allana responds.

"Ya" Jaina giggles. "Some more than others." She looks pointedly at Allana, referencing how spacey she can be.

"Hey!" She flings a piece of her spaghetti across the table at Jaina.

We all laugh, including Damian, who is currently sitting next to me.

When he asked if we could spend more time together, he really meant it. He's hardly left my side since we returned, walking me to and from my quarters most morning and nights, and dining with me for all my meals.

I'm not sure how I feel about it... I haven't had much space to think. He's been incredibly friendly and kind, he's objectively attractive, he gets along with all of my friends, and he's crazy about me... but I just don't feel... well... much of anything if I'm being completely honest.

I look back and get a glimpse of Anakin. I can't help but compare how I feel when I'm with him. The fire, the passion, the burning desire. There's a spark that sets my whole body aflame every time he's nearby. It's a chemistry that can't be replicated. A magnetic pull in the Force.

I wonder if it'll ever go away. Will I ever be able to move on?

"So what do you think, Y/N? The Outlander Club? Tomorrow?" Aalya asks again.

My heart drops in my chest at the mention of that place. I haven't been there since Anakin confessed that everything he felt for me was a ruse. A ploy to get me into bed.

How could I have been so stupid to go back to him after that? Why can't I stay away from him? Even now, I have to stop myself from looking at him. I'm pathetic.

My mind flashes with memories of that night, and I hold back tears. And then I remember the first time I saw him there. When I was wearing that little black dressing and dancing for him— and I saw the way he looked at me. The way I felt his gaze caressing my skin.