Viridescent Flares

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I cursed myself internally, letting my mind lose the war and I hesitantly walked up to the green-eyed girl, wrapping an arm around her before resting my head on top of hers.

"Stop talking about yourself like that," I said softly, comfortingly running my hand up and down the length of her arm.

She finally got comfortable and snaked her shaking arms around my waist, pulling me closer to her as she cried on my chest. I moved my injured hand behind her back to give her more space, leaning down a bit to kiss her forehead before placing my chin over head again.

"Don't ever talk like that again," I continued, biting my lip as I felt my own eyes burning from tears. "When you say those words, it's hurting me more than it's hurting you. Lauren, you're so important to me and we wouldn't reach this state if you're not worth it enough. You're worth every tears, Lauren. You're worth the battle I'm having with my brain and heart because I know that if I forgive you now, you'll change. I have my faith in you, and I know you're sorry. But, baby, please don't talk like that about yourself." I slightly pulled away from her to cup her tears-strained cheek, looking directly in her now puffy eyes. "Look at you, Laur. You're so beautiful and seeing you cry like this breaks my heart into pieces. You don't know how huge your effect on me is and that only proves that you're not someone who isn't worth it, okay? You're important, Lauren—so, so, important that I can't just fucking stand there and do nothing. I knew I had to fix this, although my mind's telling me not to."

She suddenly shook her head 'no' and pressed her face back on my chest, her grip on me tightening as she cried harder. "Please, y/n, no. I'm s-sorry. I'm so sorry. P-please, forgive me. I love—love you, y/n. Forgive me, please."

Do you know that feeling when your heart's practically breaking? That tingling sensation in your chest that makes you cry and I can't explain it accurately but you know that you're breaking apart.

The thing is, I'm emotionally attached to Lauren that she can break the walls I've built for a long time in just one tear from her. She has this power to turn every anger in my heart into guilt, and that will make me crawl back to her without needing any words to do so. And I hugged her back, as tight as she was doing and shut my eyes closed, allowing the tears to fall down. I was still hurt from what she thought of me with Kinsley, but I was more than hurt when she her insecurity came out from her mouth. I've only seen her self-conscious once and that was when she was still young—when we didn't know about each other yet. She looked so low towards herself and that alone crushed my heart, along with the tall walls that she effortlessly tore down.

"I can never stay mad at you, Lauren," I breathed out, voice shaky from crying. But I chuckled when she let out a small giggle, having the words heard for a thousand times ever since we were in high school. I looked down at her with my eyes barely open, her own set mirroring my face with a smile. "I love you so much that I can't even last a fight with you."

"Let's not fight again, please?" She asked almost desperately, the fact of how small her voice was causing my heart to flutter. "You know how much I hate fighting with you."

"It's not yet even a month of being together and we're arguing like idiots," I noted, earning a laugh from the smaller girl. But we both know that we're happier at the thought that we finally made up. "Do you think we can last for a year?"