My Eyes Pick Up What Most Leave Behind

Chapter Fourteen

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Recap:

Scarlett, Alice, and the ghost that was killed on her driveway (Tanzie) Talk, and get to know eachother. Erick surpises Scarlett with a bouquet of roses....and they kiss! *dramatic gasp*

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Chapter Fourteen!

I was completely flustered. Frozen, actually. Once the heat of the moment melted away all of the ice, I pulled away. Call me crazy, but I did. His eyes were searching mine as he took a step back.

"So..?" he started, trying to break the awkward silence.

 I could only stutter one word."W-Why?" I asked. His soft face twisted in confusion. 

"Why what?" He asked. 

"Why...me? I'm nothing special." I said quietly. 

"Yes, you are." He brushed my hair away from my eyes. "I am almost 100% sure that our school's female population, heck, the guys too, couldn't live one day in your shoes. Balancing dead people....murders.....and still manage to greet me at the door with a smile on your face...and not a fake I'm-a-cheerleader-lets-win-or-lose-this-game-so-I-can-go-home-to-my-football-playing-boyfriend one. A genuine smile. I never realized how much you had to deal with. That's why I asked you to come to Ireland with me, I thought it be no big deal. But I see now. It's ok."  

He said this- all of this- so gently. My green eyes brimming with tears. Causing them to appear more blue. It always happens when I cry. I looked down as the tears started falling. The beginning of a huge thunderstorm.

He lifted his hand and wiped them away, one by one. I took this opportunity to fall into his chest. I let it all go. For some reason, I felt comfortable crying in front of him....though it was more like on him.

All of the feeling I keep pushed down came bursting to the surface. It was weird, feeling feelings that are mine and no one else's.

 My dad.....has no time to answer his phone. Let alone a measly text.

My mom.... working all the time. I love her to death, but we just don't spend much time together.

I was shaking with sobs into his shirt, creating a warm circle of salty tears. His arms tightened around my body as I clung to him. As my tears started falling less frequently, I loosened my grip. He did the same and we pulled away from each other. I lifted my gaze to his face and it was creased with worry. I felt it-in the very pit of my stomach. 

"I'm h-hungry." I choked out. "You want anything?"

He nodded. 

"A Coke would be great," he said.

He got it himself and settled down on my couch. I made myself a peanut butter and jelly sandwich before settling down next to him, a blanket in my lap. I swallowed my last bite and looked over at him. He was staring at me with a huge smile on his face.  

"What?" I asked, laughing a bit. 

"Nothing," he said. 

"Tell me!" I begged. 

"Nope," he teased.

I smiled and scooted closer to him. I sat sideways on the couch, and rested my head on his shoulder. I pulled the blanket up over us, and ended up falling asleep.

Erick P.O.V.

I was sitting on my couch, listening to my iPod when I got an idea.

 I texted Scarlett, asking if I could come over. She replied with a 'Sure!' immediately, and I got in my car and stopped at the florist.