Ballet Shoes, Angel's Hair and Revolution (A Les Misérables fanfiction)

Chapter 46

Hi loves!
Sorry for the absence but I'm on vacay and it's hard to find time to write but worry not, after a wonderful concert in Vienna and a yummy pizza in Venice I found my inspiration, so this came out. As usual it's not what I think it would be but I work on inspirations and emotions not on plans, the story just writes itself and i can't plan it in detail,... but enough with my boring talk, I hope y'all like it so let me know what you think in comments!
I'm on my way to Verona so be prepared for a boost of inspiration.
- xoxo Wiki

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I love you.

His words echoed in the rose labyrinth and rang in my ears, violently hurting my brain as it refused to believed in them.  I was not sure whether I overheard or my mind twisted his words but something inside me felt as if it was not real. I felt myself beginning to shiver in the most nervous way I had ever experienced. My hands suddenly got cold and sweaty and the world seemed to be spinning around my head. But I could not faint, I needed to make sure that he had really said it.

"What-what did you say?" I asked, stammering like a child.

"I said, I loved you." He said bluntly, slowly and honestly. He looked me in the eyes in a way I knew he was not joking and that he truly meant what he had said.

And then, something suddenly broke inside me. I have been trying to prevent it but it was too late. All of the feelings that I kept locked away somewhere deep inside my heart, began fleeting with an enormous speed spreading all over my body, consuming it like a wildfire.

All of the pieces of the puzzle began falling into place as I finally let myself name the feelings I have had for him. With a sudden shock and dizziness I realized that I felt this way for months. I kept it hidden so well that I have managed to fool myself into suppressing all the feelings and thinking they were nothing. It seemed like a good defense mechanism but now, I knew that I was mistaken. All of the feelings were only boiling up inside me, and they erupted, magnified when I finally set them free. I knew what I felt for him, and I felt it even stronger than ever, stronger than I felt anything ever before.

The dangerous sparks turned into deadly flames.

Suddenly, the ridiculous infatuation I felt towards Enjolras seemed like a small bonfire in comparison to this. This feeling... it could burn down entire Paris in one night. God, it almost killed me once and then it allowed me to forgive him the worst in just a blink of an eye. God knows what else it will be able to cause...

I gazed at him to see that he was looking at me in a tentative way, probably feeling equally nervous as I did.

"I love you too," I heard myself saying before I could even register the meaning of my words.

"You what?" He blinked nervously probably not expecting me to say it.

"I love you!" I exclaimed, this time fully aware of what I was saying but still a little shocked of my realization, "you were right, I was afraid to admit it to myself, but it's true, I cannot believe I am saying this, but I do love you."

He laughed with pure joy. Our eyes locked, and I could see the immense happiness in his eyes, they shone so brightly as never before. He rose his hands to my cheeks and touched them as delicately as if he was touching them for the very first time. He delicately took of my mask and threw it aside, not looking where it went. His eyes were fixated on my face, busy studying every inch of it with a loving gaze that he had to hide for many months. He delicately caressed my cheekbone and the warmth of his hands teased my skin. I mirrored his actions, and rose my shaking hands to reveal his face from the black mask. I gasped because suddenly he seemed so much more beautiful than I remembered. I felt as if I was seeing him for the first time in my life. I loved every bit of him. His soft lips, his light skin, his freckles, the dimples in his cheeks, his brown curls, his deep chocolate eyes. But most importantly I loved his soul. The soul of my best friend.