~Anxiety~Christian Akridge AKA Christian Leave (fanfict)

Chapter 9

My fingers graze the cold marble floor. I can see now but not very clearly. I can see Christian sitting on his knees next to me. "D-don't carry me," I try to crawl away. An employee is now standing right next to us with a cold towel as if that will help. "let me take you outside, Kayla please!" Christian begs. "Crawl," I moan and use my arms to pull myself to the door. I feel Christians arms pick me up and hold me tight before I can even move a foot. "Stop," I kick and cry but nothing working. I feel the cold air hit my skin as soon as we're outside. Christian leans me up against the wall and sits next to me and I immediately put my head down on his shoulder. "I told you not to carry me, Christian why can't you fucking listen," I sob. "You should have just let me crawl I could have done it myself,"
"I can't just stand there while you crawl away from me," he protests. "Listen to me! You can, never pick me up again, Christian, never!" I pout. "Kayla I-" Christian starts. "I don't want to hear it, just let me sob," I cup my hands over my face and put my face into his lap. He places his hand on top of my head while and stays silent as I cry.
After several minutes I lift my head up, "You know maybe it's best we just stop seeing each other for now on".
"What are you talking about, Kayla, I would never want to do that,"
"Christian, tell me why you kissed me the first day I met you? What made you 'fall in love' with me? There were tons of other girls in that room that you could have kissed but why me?" I badger him with questions. "Yeah there were tons of girls in there but none of them were as beautiful as you! I don't know how you can't see that I think you are so amazing," I see a tear roll down his cheek.
"Y-you don't have to stay out here with m-me," I shiver. "Yeah I do," he says as if it's the most simplest thing ever. "Why don't you ever wear jackets? You have a t shirt on and it's December," I run my hand down his cold arm. "Well I just don't like to be hot," she shrugs. "Do you really think your going to get hot in this weather?" I sniffle my nose. "Maybe," he says.
He puts his head down on my shoulder this time, and I lean my head against his head. He takes his hands that is the farthest away from me and puts it on my thigh. I put my hand in his and we stay like that with our eyes closed.
It's funny how someone can just randomly walk back into you life like this after seeing your for a day, 11 months and six days ago. January 8th was a long time ago but I never stop thinking about him since. Just thinking about him makes my chest flutter and my stomach feel full of butterflies, like the way he makes me feel when I am with him. Everything about him is perfect, the way he moans when he's tired, his shaggy hair when he's not even trying, the way he bites his lip when concentrating, its all so perfect. I don't think we just coincidentally bumped into each other, fate bought us together again. We're Christian and I made to be together? I don't know the answer for sure, but I think we are. My eyes are shut but I don't even realize that I am asleep.
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Sorry this chapter is so short, I just wanted to get it in before tomorrow because I got back to school tomorrow from break. I'll try to update again at some point today to make up for it!

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