It took Sophie a few minutes to calm down. Then she remembered the warm, comforting arms wrapped around her. She looked up. Keefe's handsome face was tilted down towards hers. His eyes were full of concern.
"You okay now Foster?" He asked quietly. Sophie nodded, but couldn't bring herself to leave his gentle embrace. She sighed and rested her head against his chest. The soft beating of his heart was oddly comforting.
"I guess I shouldn't be surprised. I knew our relationship felt too perfect. I always felt like I wouldn't be enough." Sophie said, her voice devoid of any emotion.
"Sophie," Keefe said sharply. She didn't know what shocked her the most. The use of her first name or his serious tone.
"Listen to me. You don't have to be 'enough' for anybody! You're such an amazing person and you're definitely worth facing the scorn of a Bad Match. If Fitz can't see that, then he doesn't deserve you." Keefe looked down after his outburst. Sophie stared at him in surprise. Was he... Blushing!? She almost giggled. He was! Keefe Sencen, master prankster, extreme flirt, bad boy extraordinaire, was blushing.
It took her several seconds to get over her shock.
"Thanks, Keefe," Sophie said. He smiled.
"You should probably be heading to class now, Foster," Keefe reminded her. She groaned inwardly when she realized her Telepathy session was next.
"I don't feel ready to face Fitz. Can I stay here with you a little longer?" She asked timidly. Keefe pulled her closer and whispered in her ear,
"Of course." Sophie blushed. Then she leaned back and closed her eyes, enjoying the feeling of his warmth, the minty smell of his breath, and the steady beat of his heart.
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Meant to Be
FanfictionWho will she choose? The handsome boy she has crushed on for years and who seems to be perfect in every way? Or the sweet, broken boy who always supported her and stayed by her side no matter what?
