My Other Half...

Chapter 3: I Promise...

We sat there close to each other for a while then she got up. "Come, I wanna show you something." She held her hand out. I grabbed it and stood up to follow her. We walked down this twisty path into a field full of flowers and tall grass. It was beautiful. Just like her.
"Wow, this is-" I started.
"Breathtaking..." She finished.
I looked at her as she looked over at all the flowers and scenery taking it in.
"You're beautiful..." I had meant to say that internally but it just sort of came out. Shit.
"What?" She asked lightly.
"Huh? Oh nothing." I evaded.
"No what did you say?" She persisted.
"I said, you're beautiful." I looked away.
"Zac, that's so sweet. Thank you, but I don't feel that way." She looked down at her feet.
"Are you kidding me?" I said disgusted by the thought of her being uncomfortable with herself.
"I dunno, I just feel so thin and awkward all the time. I look sickly." She kind of chuckled at that remark.
I did too. "No Taylor, you are beautiful and that's final. If you don't think so then I'll be here to make you feel beautiful until you believe it's true." I said looking back at her. Her face and chest were red and flushed.
"Oh gosh, thank you Zac. Really." She looked at me as well.
"You don't have to keep thanking me," I smiled. "Just accept it." I laughed lightly. We stared at each other for a while, her ice-blue eyes staring into mine. Her hair fell around her face so perfectly. Beautiful and blonde. Matched perfectly with her big eyes. Sometimes when I looked at her I drifted off into oblivion and it seemed endless. I wanted to tell her how I felt so bad, but I just could find the words. But even if I could find the words, how would I ever even begin to open my mouth to say them. I just kept staring at her as she did the same. Then she swiftly backed away.
"Do you wanna grab a snack, I'm kinda hungry." She said quickly.
She seemed caged into herself. Like she wanted to get out but her body wouldn't let her.
"Sure, that sounds good." I smiled but she wasn't looking at me. I felt bad that I didn't know what she was thinking and feeling, because all I wanted to do was be there for her and help her. With whatever she was dealing with. I hated the thought of her feeling any discomfort or sadness. If I had the chance to tell her that everything would be okay, while holding her in my arms, I'd jump to it right away. We walked back up the path and she stood further away from me this time. It's like every time we got close, she'd drift off again and put her guard up. But I wasn't about to pry into her like a box. I wanted her to be comfortable and open up to me because she wanted to, not because she felt like she had to. We arrived at a small coffee house and we both had a cup of coffee and a muffin. It was calm and nice but she didn't say much. She'd look up from her drink now and again to look at me but it was usually when I wasn't looking, still I could feel her staring at me and I could see it out of the corner of my eye. After that I decided to take her home, because I could tell she was struggling to stay together so I let her be. If I could just hop into her mind and read over her thoughts, this would be so much easier. I knew that I was going to have to figure out what was wrong, I was determined. And that was a promise.

•That was the end of this chapter! Hope you enjoyed, I'm going to update hopefully tonight again! I just wanted to use the title of this one aha, so lemme know whatchya think! Comment and vote! Thank you! 💗•