Lloyd Garmadon x Female Reader

Chapter Seventeen

Something Just Like This - The Chainsmokers 

He took his hand in mine, holding it -holding me- like I was the most delicate thing ever. He held me as if we had done this a million times, kissed and giggled together everyday underneath the sky. As if we were picking up on a conversation that was never finished. It felt nice to be...well, treated nicely. To be treated like...an object? No, objects are less fragile than people.

No. He held me like a wilted rose that he was trying to revive, and I guess that was kinda what I was. I was like a rose that had died as soon as everything important in my life died.

Everything felt fresh, felt new. I felt new. I felt good. Like I could never come down for the clouds, and I wouldn't mind if I never did.

After a few more moments of kissing, he pulled away, glancing in my e/c eyes. He bit on his lower lip and looked towards the ground, chuckling softly to himself. I kept staring at him. Smiling an grinning widely like the star-crossed idiot I was.

He was still holding my hand in his, gripped tightly but gently at the same time. If it could be like this everyday I wouldn't feel anything ever again. And I was fine with that.

He caressed my cheeks in his soft hands, brushing strands of hair away from my face. Lloyd looked at me, his eyes dancing and mingling with mine. I laughed, a delicate sound. I hadn't had a real laugh like that for a while.

It felt nice to smile.

Lloyd stood straighter and pulled me to his chest. I listened to his heart beating. It was steady. Calm and peaceful. If we went far enough, maybe this heart would be beating only for me.

...Why did I care so much?... I had absolutely no idea. I knew I didn't want to care, I knew that maybe I shouldn't care. I also knew that this relationship could tear me apart even more. That this could rip me to shreds because I have been so afraid to love for so long, but there wasn't a single thing that made me really want to quit liking Lloyd. To maybe fall in love with him. There was nothing stopping me. Nothing stopping him, either, as I saw it.

I breathed in his cologne, fresh and typical, but not that strong. I smiled as he pulled away and looked down at me. I looked into his eyes that held so many secrets, so many promises to make up for the one he and his team had broken. So deep and so wide, like an unknown universe that was yet to be explored by a new space company, and I was the NASA in this case.

Then he looked at me. And smiled at me. And in his eyes I saw that the world could be better just by being with him. But nonetheless, I was still the most torn person in the entire world. I wanted to be with Lloyd. I wanted to be with him so badly! But another part of me just kept yelling at me and telling me that this wasn't right and that if I was still mad at him, I should be mad at him. I should still hate him even though he said he was sorry.

I should hate him.

But I don't...

I don't hate him but I know I should but I know that I just can't . I closed my eyes tighter and squeezed him closer to me. I listened to his heartbeat. It was softer, quieter, it was a heart that I was supposed to hate and think was cold and evil, but it was still the only thing I wanted to listen to.

I held my tears in. I can make pain stop on my own, but at the same time, I can't. It's almost impossible, in some ways.

I felt his arms around me loosen and on the inside I was begging for him to never let me go.

"You okay? You're...shaking." He said calmly.

"I'm fine," it came out snappier than I intended it to.

"Okay," He replied.

His face softened even more as he stared at me. "Wanna go for a ride with me?"

"Where?"

"Somewhere. I don't think where we go really matters. It's just...well, I want to spend time with you. If you wanna go to a specific place that's cool too."

I pressed my lips together into a thin line. "Somewhere is great." I giggled. He was right. Maybe we just needed to be with each other for a little while.

And I wouldn't mind spending my time by his side. I didn't care if we talked or we just went to some place far away from the city. I was with him, and he made me feel good.

I grinned wider like the imbecile I was.

Maybe it can be like this forever. I could feel young and free beside someone who wanted the same things as me.

He helped me onto his dragon after summoning it. I jumped on behind him and wrapped my arms around his waist, smiling softly to myself.

He filled with joy, and with time he could probably help me to see the good in the world.

His dragon leaped off of the Bounty deck and we soared into the sky, past the clouds and through dreams that we thought would never come true. I laughed, feeling the wind brush through my h/c hair and through my fingertips. Lloyd glanced behind himself to look at me.

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He thought she was beautiful. Prettier than any other girl he had ever met. She was flawless and she looked free. He had never really seen a smile reach her eyes, but when one did she looked like a star. Her entire face lit up with joy when they took off.

She was beautiful, and she was his and he was hers.

Yes. Yes it can be like this.