Beneath You're Beautiful (EDITING)

Chapter 5: Impasse

* Alice's POV *

We gazed into each other's eyes and I felt...complete. It was like all of the bad things that happened to me, didn't matter when I was around Thomas. That didn't mean I could trust him though, he was still a stranger really! I wasn't able to trust anyone since the orphanage. Thought, it didn't help that since the orphanage, I was left with a few trust issues...Trusting someone would only cause me heartbreak, I knew that from experience.

"So."

"So."

"Do you actually like the rain?"

"Thomas, your asking me about the weather?" We chuckled.

"I suppose I am."

"Hm, you don't really seem like the type to result in last minute conversation starters."

"Really? What type am I then?"

"Your the mysterious type. Girls would probably throw themselves at you because they're intrigued but you never show anyone your true self. Your a real mystery and probably act confident whenever you have to, but I think, perhaps, that's only half of you.

Thomas' face changed from a tearful grin to a confused and shocked expression. He always seemed baffled and quite surprised when I saw him, I wondered why.

"Thomas?"

"...yes?"

"Are you okay?"

"Um...yeh."

"I'm right aren't I?"

"..."

"You know, you always look a bit lost whenever we talk. It's kind of like, your surprised at your own reactions?"

He laughed lightly yet nervously and scratched the back of his neck.

"...well it's a little...weird to explain."

"Go on...unless you don't want to of course."

"Well it's just that, I don't know how to act around you. I'm not used to, well, talking to people. I don't really understand human emotions so when you make me laugh...well...it feels weird."

Finally, I understood something about this mysterious man. And I did understand, quite perfectly actually. I knew what it was like to block out the outside world for so long that you couldn't remember how to socialise and act like a normal human being. I too, had isolated myself from everything and everyone in the past because I was scared of getting hurt.

Luckily, at some point in my life I was able to make friends and care about them. Though, that was always at the dangerous risk that I would get hurt in the end. There was still a chance that my last could catch up with me and hurt the ones I cared about, perhaps, too much for my own safety...

"I used to be like that you know. I went through some...stuff...and I wouldn't talk to anyone for so long that I forgot how to do it. I got over it though...well, I almost got over it all but I guess it still haunts me today."

"I know the feeling."

"Except, your still stuck aren't you?"

"..."

"You know, we may not actually know each other but I understand you."