KOTLC One-Shots {mostly Foster-Keefe}

You're The Absolute Best

Sophie's POV

It was about midnight when Keefe hailed me on his impartar. He looked stressed so I told him to come over, as quietly as he could.

I stood downstairs waiting, after I fixed my terribly messy hair.

I see the light outside of Havenfield, and I open the door and rush him into the house up to my room. Upon arrival I hug him and whisper into his ear, "What's wrong?" "Nothing," he answers confused.

Well why'd you come over then? Or call me at midnight? All he does is answer with a smirk and say, "You're not the only one who can be mysterious."

I roll my eyes, knowing that whatever it is will show eventually.

We talk and I see him look nervous about something, he keeps tapping his fingers on any solid surface.

"What's wrong Keefe?" I ask, this time expecting an answer. "I've just uh, got something on my mind," he answers, his icy blue eyes turning to the ground.

He runs a hand through his messy blonde hair. "Can you um, do me a favor and hold my hand for a minute? Without your gloves?"

"Sure," I say just a little confused, slipping my gloves off. I grab his hand and he closes his eyes. A huge smile slips onto his face, and when he opens his eyes he says, "I just had to be sure."

"Sure of what?"

His smile grows even wider - which I didn't think was possible. He grabs my shoulders and kisses my forehead, and says, "You love me!"

All I can do is look at him and say, "You're the absolute worst."

"Well," he replies, "you're the absolute best."