I feel thankful today. I am able to escape Hiccup. But that doesn't mean I won't see him tonight. I know that Hiccup might love Ruff back. Gah! Love is complicated! Love leaves scars. I hate it. All my past relationships have failed because I am such an idiot to not realize that they were just using me to get other girls. I should be done with boys. Right?
Right?
I sigh and take a sip from my smoothie. I hear Ruff sing, but my thoughts are too busy wandering off. Does Hiccup even like me back? I should stop hoping. He doesn't. We aren't soul mates.
We aren't meant to be.
So why do I still keep hoping that one day, I'll wake up in his arms. That one day I'll feel his lips on mine. Why do I keep trying?
The Musical Fruits bar is a happy place. But I feel so sad. I feel so hurt. I feel so envious. Ruff had him once, why did she let go? Did she not enjoy him? He is a funny person, so why is she so unfeeling around him?
I groan. I just feel like banging my head on a wall.
"Hey," I hear Merida say as she sits next to me.
"Hi, why are you here? I thought you were dancing," I say, facing her.
She scoffs and tilts her head.
I follow her lead and see Hiccup and Ruff talking down at the beach. Suddenly, I feel pain, envy, hurt, sadness. Why am I feeling this way? My heart drops to the floor and I almost miss Merida's words.
"They are too chummy."
Time.
That is what I hate the most. It drags on and on, and sometimes it runs fast. You are always limited to time. Right now, watching Hiccup and Ruff talk, I feel like time is pressing me on.
I know you can't stand them.
Shut up, you annoying sub - conscious.
Blaa, I know you like him.
Wehh...
Hey, I'm you, smart aleck!
Whatever.
He doesn't like you.
How would you know?
He befriended you out of pity.
Pity. I hate the word.
You know it's true.
I don't believe it.
I sigh as I see Ruff walk away, leaving Hiccup there. I look at him for a moment, and he starts walking. Towards me.
I want run, I want to avoid him. But my body does not listen, and I stay there. Frozen. Blank. Afraid.
He reaches me and smiles. I do not return his gesture. I am too frozen. Too nervous.
He says, "So you asked me a question yesterday."
I feel my hand tighten arounf my smoothie. I can feel the glass cracking. I can hear it breaking.
"About Ruff. And my answer is...."
He does not finish his sentence. For a moment, I wonder why. In the next moment I realize. I spilled my smoothie on him. His hair is now dripping wet with sticky pink liduid.
"Ehe," I chuckle nervously, "Whoops?"
I raise my cup as Hiccup looks at be with disbelief.
XOXOXOXOXO
"I cannot believe you did that," Elsa says to me. We are outside the employee bathroom, which has a shower for some reason. That is where Hiccup is washing up. Luckily he keeps extra clothes in his car.
"I know," I utter, my face buried in my petite hands.
"Well, give him this," she hands me a small towel, "For his hair. I'm guessing he'll have to wipe it with a dryer towel since you spilled it there, on his head."
"Grr...I can't believe this! Does the universe hate me or something?" I ask.
"Hmm..." Elsa contemplates her answer.
"Oh that was a rhetorical question," I quip.
"Oh," she mutters. "Well?"
"Well what?" I ask her.
"Aren't you going to apologize?"
"Oh..."
She pushes me in the bathroom. Luckily, Hiccup is done changing. I do not want to embarrass myself more.
"I - I am sooooooooo sorry Hiccup! I didn't know....and..." I sigh.
He just smiles, sits on the counter in the bathroom and pats the space beside him.
I walk over to him and sit next to him.
We sit there, in a comfortable silence.
He breaks it, "I have no feelings for her. No more. I finally got some closure tonight."
Yep, that happened.
It DID!
But I don't think he'll love you.
Oh, shut up you old hag.
Hey, stupido, you insulted yourself!
Whatever, stupido.
"Hey, hey! Earth to Astrid!"
I look at him sheepily. "Sorry, I spaced out," I feel heat on my cheeks rising as I talk. As I look at him.
I feel his hand brush away the hair covering my scar. His left hand covers the left side of my face.
"Don't hide the scar," he says and leans closer. We are five inches apart.
He leans even more closer, "In my eyes, you'll always be beautiful."
We are four inches apart.
Three inches.
Two inches.
One inch.
Someone clears their throat. My head turns to see Anna, Ruff and Merida. I see Elsa with a 'I am so sorry for letting them in' look on her face.
Both Hiccup and I blush furiously.
XOXOXOXOXO
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Scars of Love
FanficI never knew that this boy would change my life. Ever. But he did and I am in love with him. He broke my walls I built and drew me out of isolation. He is my savior. And he is Hiccup the Popular, no doubt. Hiccstrid.
