Flicker [ scott. ]

V. caught red handed

FLICKER { S . M }
005 " caught red handed "

Classical dancing was not a usual thing for someone of this modern age to do, but Elle Waldorf was very unusual. There weren't many things that Elle enjoyed doing, but the little things she practiced, she was impossibly good at.

When Elle felt stressed or indecisive she would go down to the empty dance studio down the road from her house. Right now, she was feeling indecisive.

Switching on the spotlights, Elle stretched her sore muscles and slid her legs into a split along the wax wood floors.

She pushed together her strong legs and stood up, bending her back backwards at an awkward angle but Elle found it an easy stretch. Once her sore muscles in her body were fully stretched, Elle darted her body across the studio floor, the music from her phone ringing in the room.

She spun around on her point shoes and brought her leg up in a standing split, still spinning. Slowly as she still spun, Elle lowered her leg to her side and continued bending her body in a dance like motion which was stunningly elegant.

All of a sudden, Elle's phone clattered to the floor making her whip her head around from her bent over position. Surprisingly, she came face to face with Scott McCall.

Immediately, she fixed her mindset into the innocent, caring girl he thought she was, "Scott? What're you doing here?" She asked gently, the music drowning out quietly.

"I, uh, I saw you come in." He admitted sheepishly and Elle forced a blush to her olive cheeks.

"You aren't following me, are you, Scott?" She asked coyly, stepping closer to him, a mysterious smirk on her face.

Scott blushed and stuttered furiously, "N-no, well technically yes but..." he laughed awkwardly, Elle still walking towards him, "I was making sure you're alright, this is all probably a bit weird for you. If you have any questions, you can ask me and I'll do my best to answer." He told her sincerely,

"It's okay, I understand all that. I just," She took a deep breath that made Scott look to her concerned, "It's a little stressful." She finished mockingly sad.

Scott nodded understandingly, but he was shocked when she felt her arms wrap around his neck in a hug. But he couldn't help noticing how close their lips were together and how tight her clothing was. He placed his hands on her waist respectively until he realised his warm hands were on her cool skin due to her short sports bra and low waisted gym leggings. But he kept his hands there, feeling awkward if he moved them.

Slowly and delicately, Elle leaned forward, glancing every so often to his lips. She had to hold in her smirk when she saw him doing the same.

And then their lips met, and Elle wasn't prepared for the onslaught of emotions that followed. Whenever she kissed someone, it was always heated and needy, never this sweet and delicate as it was with Scott.

Scott's hands moved up to the side of her face, holding her gently but surely, not wanting to ever let go. They pulled each other closer, Elle's hands resting on his strong biceps.

Unwillingly, Scott pulled away and Elle's face flushed in embarrassment, "I'm so sorry, I shouldn't of done that."

"It's alright, I didn't mind, it's just..." he started but the siren interrupted him, keeping up with her innocent girl act.

"It's just you like Allison." She turned away from him, pretending to be sad.

"What? No! She didn't even cross my mind, I swear. It's just..." once again Elle cut him off,

"You don't like me in that way." She spoke sadly, going to walk away but Scott grabbed her hand and pulled her back, close to her body.

"Let me finish!" He laughed at her, "It wasn't for any of that! I do like you, I just needed oxygen." Scott chuckled at her when she buried her face in her hands.

"God, I'm so stupid!" Her soft voice mumbled into her palms but he pulled her hands away.

"No, not stupid. Cute." He corrected her, an endearing smile on his face as he tilted her chin to face him and connected their lips together.

She giggled against his lips, kissing back just as gently as he had, feeling him smile against her lips.