I am not happy with this chapter, i realy dont know why though
I hope you guys like it :)
I spent a lot of time re-thinking my plot, i am pretty suprised no one as guesed what Lizzie has, but i think you may soon.
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I really love all the comments im getting
This chapter is for a very special friend of mine, Fremmy, she has been there for me. She makes me laugh, she makes me smile and god knows she makes me care. But most of all she helps me to live. Thank you so much sweetheart. I would die without you, I love you forever, my dear soul sister :)
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I knew I had to start talking soon but my astonishment as to what has just happened hadn't settled in yet. His words were still echoing in my head "I need you to help me understand Lizzie". Over fifteen minutes had passed with us still sitting there, foreheads touching not uttering a single word. Without even realizing what I was doing my hand reached for his and they entwined with his fingers grabbing mine immediately. Keeping eye contact Aaron started to glide his fingers across my palm etching a feeling onto my skin which would stay with me forever. I didn't want to break this moment up with stupid words. Words always seemed to be the downfall of all happiness. But it was as though no one else had comprehended this, they would ruin perfectly magically moments of pure wonder and bliss with utterances from the mouth which were not even needed. My eyes began to close softly, I felt so tired. Weirdly the position I was in was so comfortable I was afraid of falling asleep right here. For the third time today my phone went off.
"What can I say, what can I do
This is who I am and I am hurting you
What can I say, what can I do
No matter how strong my feelings are
I always end up hurting you
Without you I keep crying
With you I am just hurting you
Without you I am dying
With you I am tearing your heart"
As soon as my phone stopped ringing I opened my eyes and looked right into Aarons eyes. A grin had worked its way from his lips all the way up to his eyes, his whole face gleamed. My hand was still in his and I could feel his warm breath wash over my face every time he exhaled.
"Your ringtone has a thing for interrupting does it not?" he breathed. Every single word brought a new wash of Aaron's breath onto my face; I personally hoped he would never stop talking.
"Yeah...this time I wished it hadn't though." I sighed in reply.
He leaned in and kisses the tip of my nose, which felt weirdly satisfying, like I was a little kid again. "I couldn't agree with you more Mr. Heart."
Aaron's face became more serious "now I think me and you need to have a long conversation, don't you?"
"Here good Sir is where I would have to disagree. Why ruin a perfectly good moment? It is also the only conversation we have had without me calling you a retard." I hoped he would leave it but I knew he would carry on.
He didn't reply, he just closed his eyes and began to sing Jack Johnson again. The words echoed in my head and relaxed my body. Looking at his face hurt me so much. I wasn't even sure why. Maybe it was because he looked so heartbreakingly sad or it may be that I realized I always cared for him but refused to believe it until this moment. Why did I always push people away? The people I cared about were the people I pushed furthest. Aaron always came back. Why? I have never said a single nice thing to him before today then again he hasn't been Mr. Friendship either. Suddenly I understood, why he was the way he was to me, why he kept coming back and being so damn mean. He cared, he cared and he didn't even know it himself. I wanted him to know how much I cared to. Except that would mean letting him in. I know I wasn't ready for that yet. What does that matter; it may be better for me because I'm not ready. It was time I let someone in; as I looked up at Aaron I realized there was no one else I would rather let in. So I told him. Everything!
© Annie K
