Innocence is just her disguise (Sadie Bane)

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[Me and My Broken Heart- Rixton]

I feel a soft warm hand take mine so I look down and see Carlos is now holding my hand. I look back up at him and he gives me a smile.

"Stop doing that." I frown.

"Stop doing what?" He furrows his brows.

"Making me feel like that."

"Feel like what?"

"All warm inside. It feels weird. And I can't stand it, it makes me feel happy and warm and tingly and- Oh my god! What are you doing to my hand?!" I shout.

"Am I hurting you?" He quickly let's go of my hand.

"No don't let go." I take his hand and hold again. "It feels good. But at the same time it feels weird. Why's your hand so soft? What kind of lotion do you use?" He chuckles.

"Sadie, I don't know what you're talking about." He says.

"Your hand. It's making my hand feel all tingly."

"It is?" He stops walking and turns to me. "What do you feel when I do this?" He leans in to kiss me but I push his face away gently.

"Ok, Carlos, thats nice and all but we're in public. And people are all around us. And I don't think they want to see people making out. It's gross to watch." I explain.

"Fine." He crosses his arms and pouts. Aww. I reach up and kiss his cheek making him smile.

"You're so cute." I say and his smile widens.

"What else am I?"

"Hot."

"And?"

"Stupid." His smile drops. "But I love that." He smiles again.

"Well you're cuter." He says.

"I'm not cute, I'm scary." I narrow my eyes at him.

"That you are Sadie, that you are." He nods with a sigh.

"But you love that right?" I ask.

"You're too cute pumpkin." He pinches my cheeks and I slap his hands away playfully.

"You wanna go get some ice cream?" He asks and I nod. He takes my hand again and we walk along the street.

"Sadie, you didn't have to do that." Carlos says as we walk out of the Orange Leaf.

"Yes I did."

"You could've just used the spoon to put the gummy bears in your ice cream then pay for it. You didn't have to smuggle them in your pocket."

"Welcome to my life Carlos." I say as we sit down at a picnic table.

"You didn't have to do that though."

"I don't care, sometimes people do things they don't have to do. Like you, you didn't have to get that ridiculous haircut but you still did." I explain and he scowls at me.

"What's wrong with my hair?" He frowns, reaching up and brushing it with his fingers.

"Nothing Carlos, your hair is fine." He sighs in relief.

A gunshot goes off and I'm up in my feet immediately while Carlos is hiding under the table. Wussy. I squat down on the ground and look at him.

"Based on you hiding under the table right now I'm assuming you heard that too?" I ask and he nods. "Or you could just be hiding under the table because you're fucking weird." I mumble. Another bang goes off and people beging screaming, running this way and that way.