A Narnian Love Story (Peter Pevensie)

Chapter 9

*Sophie's pov*

Oh my god. Did he really just..? Okay, he did. He loves me. OH MY GOD HE LOVES ME. I have been wanting this for so long and it's finally happening. I can't believe it. I always hoped for this but i never thought it would actually happen.
"Emm, Soph?"
I'm snapped out of my thoughts by Peter chuckling nervously, rubbing the back of his neck. It's then that I realise I haven't said anything. Oh my god, he must think I don't feel the same way. Oh poor Peter. I don't respond to him. Instead I crash my lips onto his, wasting no time in wrapping my arms around his neck. I feel his arms slide around my waist pulling me closer as our lips move together.
When we finally pull away, I rest my forehead on his, me on my tiptoes because of how small I am.
"Wow" Peter breathes lightly.
"Yeah" I reply in the same way.
"I've loved you for such a long time, Sophie Blakely" He whispers, smiling down at me once I pull away.
"Me too" I whisper back, grinning.
His smile grows wider and he pulls me back up for another kiss, this one not as long as the last but still as passionate.
"Soph, I know this isn't extravagant or anything but I can't wait any longer. Will you do the honour of being my girlfriend?" He asks shyly.
"Of course I will, Pete." I reply gleefully, jumping into his arms and wrapping my legs around his torso.
We stay like that for a few minutes, soaking in the emotion, but Peter breaks the silence.
"Susan and Lucy will be looking for us. We better find them. Come on." He grabs my hand, intertwining our fingers as he pulls me along to find his sisters.
"Maybe it's best if we don't tell my sisters about us at the moment." Peter says thoughtfully as we're walking, "We won't hear the end of it from my sisters and we're trying to find Ed. Maybe it's not the best time right now."
"Yeah, of course. I understand, Pete. It's okay." I smile up at him and he returns it.
I turn my head away from him and I see two female figures up ahead. Pulling my hand from Peter's, I run up to them to find Susan and Lucy.
"Sophie, you're Okay!" Lucy cries as they both pull me into a huge hug.
"I'm absolutely fine." I say, hugging them back, before turning around and sending a small smirk to Peter.
He smirks back and we quickly look away from each other before the two girls notice anything. Peter steps toward his youngest sister, before pulling her into his chest.
"I'm so glad you're alright, Lu. I was so worried."
"I'm alright Peter, everything's fine." She replies.
Suddenly, there's a rustling in a nearby bush. We all turn to look when the Beavers appear from it. All four of us let out a breath of relief, seeing the two.
"Come on, we best be setting off. Aslan's camp isn't too far from here." Mr Beaver tells us, walking past us and into the forest.
"I don't think you'll be needing those coats anymore, dears." Mrs Beaver says cheerfully, following her husband.
Susan and Lucy follow, leaving Peter and I at the back together. I give him a smile and he returns it before we walk along behind the rest on our way to Aslan's camp.

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When we arrive at Aslan's camp there are a lot of creatures that I never knew existed. All of them are staring at us as we walk up the path towards the massive tent at the top.
I begin to feel nervous with all the eyes on us and I begin fidgeting with my hair and clothes, wanting to look presentable.
"You look beautiful." I hear Peter's voice in my ear.
I look up at him and he's smiling down at me. Suddenly, I feel fine. I'm not nervous anymore because I know I have Peter by my side. I give him a huge smile before turning my head back in front of me.
We reach the tent and the flaps of the door begin to open. Everyone around us kneels down, making us follow. I look up to see the great Aslan and there right in front of us is a great lion.
"Welcome Peter, son of Adam. Welcome Sophie, Susan and Lucy, daughters of Eve. And welcome Beavers. You have my thanks." Aslan says proudly, "But where is the fifth?" He asks, noticing the absence of the second male.
"That's why we're here, Sir." Peter sighs, standing straight. "Our brother has been captured by the White Witch."
"Captured?" Aslan asks surprised.
"He has betrayed them, your majesty." Mr Beaver spoke gruffly.
"Then he has betrayed us all." I hear a shout from the crowd behind us.
"Peace!" Aslan replies. "I'm sure there's an explanation."
Peter sighs again looking to the ground, "It's my fault. I was too hard on him."
This takes me by surprise. I had no idea this is how he felt.
"We all were." I add, rubbing Peter's shoulder comfortingly causing him to send me a small smile.