You know the feeling when you think time is slowing down? Guess what.
It doesn't happen.
Time doesn't slow down. Time moves on, not giving any fucks as to whether you think its slowing down.
Luke and I stare at each other, him completely flushed while I'm completely bewildered. Time moves on, letting the awkwardness set in.
I don't know how to respond. I don't think I can even respond. So I just sit there, looking at him.
"I love you," he whispers again. "I love how you let elements become a huge part of your life that even in the most serious moments you're still thinking about them. I love the fact that you can be so cocky and get everyone mad and not care.
"I love how you always have that small frown on your face when you're concentrating on something. I love everything about you. That's what I realized, Trinity. That I am completely head over heels for you." Luke says, his hands shifting position every five seconds.
"You found out the truth," I mumble, trying to process what Luke had said. "About Gwen."
He nods and I sigh. "That was one of the reasons as to why I didn't give you her number."
He raises an eyebrow as if to say, "What was the other reason?"
I feel my cheeks burning up and I mumble, "I love you too."
I don't dare to look up. If I do, I'll probably see something I really don't want to see.
Suddenly, I feel two fingers lifting my chin up and before I knew it, Luke presses his lips against mine.
I kiss him back, placing my hands on his chest as he places his hand at the back of my head. Something tells me this is wrong. This is so wrong, I shouldn't be doing this.
Does he really love me? Can I even trust him? Why am I so wary? This is bad. This is so bad. I have to stop. I can't do this.
I push him away and he falls back. He stares at me, looking amused yet disappointed at the same time. And then he laughs.
"Don't pretend that you didn't want to kiss me," he says. "That's because you did."
"Fine," I say. "You got me. I did want to. But it's wrong, Luke. I can't do this. I can't trust you. Not yet."
He looks at me like he's a wounded animal and my heart stops beating for a moment. He's sad, yet he's emitting tranquility. It's taking him all his will to not let the Fire show. He's calm, like Air. He's rejuvenating.
Luke stands up and runs his hands through his hair, feeling awkward. I feel tears starting to form in my eyes when I realize that I had unintentionally hurt him. With my Fire.
"I'll go now," he says, starting to head out through the open window.
I didn't really know what I was thinking.
I swear.
Okay, maybe I did know part of it.
I lunge forward and grab his hand, stopping him. He turns around, completely taken aback. I close the window and say, "Stay with me tonight."
I don't wait for an answer. I hold his hand and lead him to my bed where he settles down comfortably and kicks off his shoes. I snuggle up to him, my head and left hand on his chest while our legs tangle up.
His left arm goes around my shoulders while his right arm snakes around my waist, like a koala. He kisses me once on the forehead before murmuring, "Goodnight, Trin."
It's the first time in ages where I feel as if I could be more than just Fire and Earth.
YOU ARE READING
elements.
Short Story"tell me, trin, what's bothering you?" "the water, the air, the fire, the earth." "what about those four elements?" "well, they form you and i love you."