Forever and always... (Hiccup pov) *on hold*

Chapter 13: Was that a yes?

It was now about 2am and still couldn't sleep. I had been reading many entries from Astrids diary.

I know I shouldn't, it's private, but it's sort of like I'm drawn to it, y'know?

Anyway, I was now heading to the forge. Toothless was in a deep sleep and I didn't really want to wake him, so I was heading there, in the middle of the night, on my own.

I had a lantern with me though, obviously. I could still hear some chattering coming from the great hall. Seriously, this late?

As I neared the forge, I saw the lights all on, which was strange because Gobbers still 'partying' or so to speak. Sparks flew in all directions. I walked in, checking my surroundings.

There was a lot more new weaponry lying around, saddles and false teeth for the dragons. There was even metal for the fillings. Wow, how things have changed and improved, it's almost going to be too hard to keep up!

I heard a lot of banging and grinding coming from the grinding stone. As I neared I saw the most beautiful girl in the world, Astrid.

I watched as her gorgeous baby blue eyes were so fixated on her axe. Examining it from every angle. Her eyes were narrowed, her nose was scrunched up and her tongue was stuck out in concentration. I decided to step up and say something, as she dangerously lifted up her axe to examine it's sharpness once again.

"need any help m'lady?" I asked her, she flinched and in seconds in her newly brandished axe was behind her back, ready to chop a victims head off, and I definitely don't want to be in the way when that happens. I wondered if she remembered her old nickname I used to call her, I mean she found it very annoying back then, I used to love annoying her. It drove her crazy.

"Hiccup?" she said surprised. I think she remembered it, but didn't mention anything about it.

"h-hi A-astrid, could you put the axe down,  please?" I pleaded her, pointing towards her axe, begging to slice through my throat. She thought for a second before lowering her axe to her side.

"what are you doing up?" she asked me bluntly. I knew that she was still angry, mainly because of her diary entries, yes. But also because she's changed, I don't mean on the outside, but on the inside, and the inside never changes.

Everything you feel, fear, think. It's always there. Whether it's hidden deep in the back, clouded by other thoughts of judgement. It's there, and it always will be. "Oh, I don't know, couldn't sleep... Also the forge helps me to think straight..." I told. She lifted up her axe examining it again,

"is that so..." she said. Before lowering her axe down to by her side again and leaning on it, one hand on her hip.

"well, y-yeah... so..." I said scratching the back of my head. I was lost for words, as I examined her beautiful blue eyes, taking in every single detail. Then I remember something, something that I had planned on asking her a long time ago. "um, I-I was just wondering, if, well I don't know, if maybe you would want to, k-kind of g-go out... w-with me sometime..." I stuttered quietly, but loud enough for her to hear.

"sorry didn't catch that..." she said teasingly. Seriously, was she trying to torture me? So I repeated it again, just to please her. Whatever makes her happy, makes me happy

"w-will you go on a date with me?" I repeated. I then began to speak again, afraid that what I said might have been a bit awjward. "I mean it's fine if you don't, I mean I know that I may not be the most suitable guy to go out with, so-" she stopped me mid-sentence as I felt her warm, tender lips against mine.  Then she unfortunately broke it, I was shocked for a second, trying to make my mind keep up wiyh thr world, my heart, my too many thoughts.

She put her hand on her lips. Looked like she was lost too.

"I-I'm sorry, I better go..." she said, before scurrying off. Was that a yes?

HEY GUYS! SORRY IF IT'S LATE OR SHORT, JUST GOT BACK REALLY LATE! SO AGAIN SORRY!
WAS IT GOOD?
BAD?
PLEASE COMMENT, VOTE AND FOLLOW!