Chapter 28: Just Friends

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* Thomas' POV *

Alice sat still on the edge of her bed staring at the wall. The silence was almost painful and the atmosphere was still heavy. I knew that the guilt was eating away at her inside but I couldn't understand it. Why did she have to feel guilty? She told Zack the truth over and over again but he wouldn't let it go so it's his fault. Why did Alice have to be so gentle? So delicate? It was like those times with Brittany when she would fight back. Alice would look well assured of herself but I could always see the guilt in her eyes, just a glimmer.

I slowly made my way over to the edge of the bed and sat next to her. She didn't respond at first but when I draped my arm around her waist and pulled her closer to me, she exhaled and rested her head on my shoulder.

"I'm sorry Alice, I know you don't like it when Zack and I fight verbally never mind physically."

"Your right, I don't like it when you two fight at all."

"Do you forgive me?"

She sighed heavily and looked up at me with those big blue eyes.

"...yes."

"Really?"

"Your an idiot, but your my idiot so I find it hard not to forgive you."

"I'm your idiot?"

"Yes, your mine."

"That sounds nice, to say I'm yours and your mine."

"It does." Alice rested her head back on my shoulder so I rested mine on top of her head.

"My Alice."

I heard a small giggle escape from her lips.

"My Thomas."

We sat like that for a while and eventually we had lay down on Alice's bed and stared at the ceiling. As boring as that may sound, it was nice just to sit in a comfortable silence. However, it didn't last for too long because there was something on my mind that kept nagging me.

"Alice?"

"Yes?"

"...are you going to meet Zack tomorrow? I'm sorry if you don't want to talk about him right now or anything, it's just on my mind I guess."

"I don't know."

"Why do you feel guilty?"

"Am I really that much of an open book?"

"Not at all, in fact, it was you that said we were books with locks on them."

"I did, but you always find a way to read me Thomas Hall...always."

"So do you Alice Green, so do you."

"That sounded quite dramatic don't you think?"

"Yeh it did." We both laughed and intertwined our hands with one another's.

"Seriously though, I don't know whether I want to meet him or not. Your right, I do feel guilty and I hate it. Why couldn't I just suck it up and not feel bad every time I say what I think?"

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