Future Lies // Harrison Wells (Eobard)

9. Don't lie to me

I passed the next hours trying to figure out what to do, if I should tell him what I feel or still keeping it a secret. I was walking in circles around the living when Harrison's words came into my mind, is it possible that he feels something more for me, was he jealous of that boy, or he is just trying to protect me?

I put one of my favorite movies to stop my wild thoughts to take over my calm. There's something about Disney songs that makes me feel this unknown energy all over my body, just like it happens when I see Harrison. When the scene where Eugene tells his story the words and actions of Harrison reproduce over and over again in my mind.

When it ends I know what to do; I can't read minds, but I can speak out mine.

I'm gonna tell him, it doesn't matter if I embarrassed myself, or if I lose my dream job, wait, do I really don't care about losing it, about losing him? No, this is the best way, probably the only way, to know if he feels the same.

I went to the kitchen and prepared dinner, once it was ready I left it in the oven, served some wine for Harrison, and I waited. And waited.

I was starting to cowardice when I heard the door and almost immediately his voice calling my name, I took the cup and got out of the kitchen.

When I saw him in the living room, I smiled and walked towards him. - You must be tired, why don't you sit down? - he looked at me up and down, he smirked and sat on the sofa.

I stood in front of him and gave him the cup, he thanked me and sipped the wine, I kneeled in front of him. None of us talk for a torturous moment.

- I want to apologize. I shouldn't be telling you what to do I'm not, I'm not your father - 

- It's okay. I shouldn't have run like that - he inclined to leave the cup on the table behind me, and our faces were so close for a second. He left the cup, moved a few centimeters away, but he stilled leaning towards me. - I don't like him if that's what you think - I said passing my tongue over my bottom lip.

- I know - He cleared his throat - I'm glad to know it now - He laughed slightly, and I smiled.

- But I do like someone - he gave me a confused look.

- One of your classmates, I suppose - he pressed his back on the couch - I don't know them, but I don't think they are a better match for you - he looked at the kitchen.

I lengthen my back, I whispered his name and placed my hands on his knees, he looked at me, he seemed uneasy. I stood up, my confidence seemed to take control of my actions. I cupped his face with my hands, my knees rested on both sides of his leg. I touched his lips briefly with mine.

- I like you - I said, stilled close to his face, he took my wrist.

- This is wrong, We can't do it, I can't do this - He said pushing me softly away from him. 

- Do you like me? - I said softly, he let go of my hands.

- Is not about that, dear - He sighed - This is wrong - 

- Do you like me? If you do tell me if you don't, tell me. Just don't lie to me - 

- I do more than like you - His smile was back, he put his hands by his sides - But that doesn't change the fact that this is wrong - We stood in silence, he looking at the kitchen, me, looking at him - Let's take dinner and forget about this - 

I removed my legs from the couch and he stood up, without looking at me, the dinner was dead silent. When we finished eating he left the plates over the dishwasher, I decided that I wasn't giving up and I called his name again.

- Hmm - he didn't look at me.

- I always do everything you ask, do you think you can return me the favor tonight - I knew my words weren't fair, I do everything he tells me to because he's my boss.

- What favor is it? - stilled not facing me.

- Kiss me, please - He turned, he looked at me from head to toe and came closer, a smirk appeared on his lips, he put a hand in the back of my neck and the other on my waist. "If you put it that way," he said against my lips that opened letting go a sigh. 

He gently placed his lips on mine, my hands traveled to his hair, our lips moving in a slow motion feeling the other. His hand passed to my cheek and caressed it, my hand moved through his neck, then to his shoulder and came back to his neck. He let go of my lips and I let out a sigh.

- That felt so real - 

You tried to turn your breath back to normal - What -

- Nevermind - We look into each other eyes smiling, still holding the other - let's go to bed -