Scott, her voice, now is quieter than before. She sits down on the floor, leaning towards the door, unknowing that Scott is sitting there in the exact same way. We have to talk, Scott says. Yes, Tessa answers. They feel close, even when the door is sperating them. The distance came up with the discussion in the night and was away with some little words. I open, he says, standing up and unlocking the door. As the door swings open he sees Tessa who is sitting on the floor. Come up, he says, holding his hand towards her. She grabs his hand, let him help her standing up. They stand there, between bathroom and bedroom, holding hands and looking at each other. Both were hurt by the words they said or not said, but one moment can change everything. They stand there looking in each others eyes, remembering why they still work and live together. After all this time they are still fascinated with each other. They are each other biggest fans and supporters. The moments when they look into their eyes, when they hug or when they hold hands always has been magical. But this moment was more. It was magical, but in a more special way. Come on, lets talk, Tessa says, going to the bed. There she sits down, Scott next to her, face to face. They just look at each other, saying nothing, but talking with looks. No one believes them, that they always talk with each other during performances. They made it perfect during all the years together. For them looks say more than words. Scott, I am sorry. I want to explain myself, she starts, afraid of his reaction. You can tell me everything. I will never leave you, he answers, because he saw her fear. She smiles back to him, starting to tell him the truth: I dreamed about us. I dreamed about you and me. And I dont know, but we always had looks for each other. But the look you gave me, yesterday night before we went to bed for the first time, it was different. I couldnt forget about it. It was different. And my dream, it was about you and me. Do you understand? We looked different at each other than we always did. Your look, in real life, it wasnt your look you always had for me. It was the look how you looked at your girlfriends. I told you that I dreamed about the same things. An I told you that I will always compare every woman to you, because you are the most perfect person. I am everything except perfect, Tessa says looking down. For me, you are, he answers, grabbing her hand and holding it in his. I am scared to lose everything we have, Tessa says, now looking directly in his eyes, seeing his smile on his face and waiting for his answer.
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Tessa and Scott - You raise me up
FanfictionThis is a Story about Tessa Virtue and Scott Moir, two Canadian Ice Dancers. They now each other since their childhood. The Story is about their friendship and how time can Change everything. Lets get excit...