Give To Skinny Love

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Part of being human is that we can't go back, we can only hope that if we come across that moment again we'll do it the right way.

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Maybe I'm just being an idiot, I thought that over and over. This was ridiculous. I didn't have to make this into a whole bad situation. I didn't have to feel like I was betraying Luke. He was his own person and I was mine. Right? I was so confused.

Once I snapped back into focus I found myself in line for the teacups. Oddly enough I didn't go against myself and get out of line. I was already near the front.

Next, I found myself already inside a teacup. I didn't struggle to turn the wheel but instead I just sat back at looked at the limbs of the trees waving in the wind.

It's not like I would leave. I had nowhere to go... Literally. I came here with Damon, and I ran away from Damon. That's a price to pay. I was being stupid and we all knew it.

I looked down at my phone to see I had a missed call and a few texts from Damon, wondering where I went. His name popped up again when I realized he was calling. I hovered over the green icon, questioning whether I should accept the call. I did.

"Hello?" I mumbled into the phone. I spoke softly, fearing that my voice will give away any indication that I wasn't just upset: I was saddened.

"Andrea?" Damon spoke breathlessly. When I didn't reply back he continued on, "I'm sorry. Where are you?" I looked down at my hands and ran my right hand over the seat inside the teacup.

"In a teacup," I gave a sad laugh, knowing that that wasn't the typical response people expected to hear.

Damon chuckled. I heard the smile in his voice and that made my heart clench. I'm a fool.

"Well," he sighed deeply into the phone, "that's such a shame, Alice."

"Was that a reference from Alice in Wonderland?"

"So maybe it was. But, hey." I knew he was about to say something, something that he thought would make me meet up with him and talk about our 'feelings'. I wasn't in the mood for that.

Okay, maybe I was. Honestly, I have had all these feelings and no one to tell them to and it's driving me insane. That would explain exactly why I blew up on Damon. Because before Luke no one cared. I mean, yeah, obviously your parents care, your siblings can even care depending on the occasion, and even your friends care; but I just wanted someone to have time for me and not always party. I am surrounded by party people and it just doesn't make any sense.

"Hello? Earth to Alice?" Snapping back into reality I noticed that I was still on the phone with Damon: the partying jock.

"Yeah, I'm here." The teacup stopped and I scurried to the exit gate. "Damon, do me a favor. I know it might be a lot to ask of you right now, but please meet me at that Eiffel tower thing."

I waited a moment, holding my breath, waiting for his answer. "Sure," was all that was audible before I hung up. I already made my way to the tower, but without an idea about how my plan would play out. I tend to that. Do things without thinking. That's the only way I won't able myself to pass up periods of my life that will only come once.

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I was on the highest level the elevator took me. This red tower was incredible. Wasn't the Eiffel but it was still a beautiful view. I saw other people up here: an elder couple, a family of four, and a group of teenagers. When you think about it, we all find beauty in similar places, no matter what - and I thought that that was just as pretty.

I walked towards the ledge and held the railing as I peered down at the people walking along. I took a couple steps back and, unintentionally of course, I slipped and fell. Something had caught my arms before I could fall entirely as a whole. I looked up to see the one and only Damon. I had no anger towards him like I though I'd have when I saw him again.

"Don't you think it's odd how this is a continuous thing between us?" I raised an eyebrow at him; me still in his arms, him not letting go.

"You know. You always falling for me." He gave a smirk and winked at me.

I rolled my eyes. "You wish."

"I really do," Damon yawned. He let go of me and I found my way softly to the floor. I sat down, patted the ground for him to sit next to me. He did and I sighed.

We sat in some silence for a while. I didn't know what to do. Technically I did, because I'd prepared this entire speech I wanted to give him. I didn't want him to think I wasn't grateful of our newfound friendship. I actually wanted him to know how sorry I was - that he was right.

"I was being harsh," Damon spoke gently. I looked over to see him well-composed, solemnly looking at the early setting sun. It was a good look on him, the look that I bet no on e truly saw of him.

My mouth went dry and stomach wouldn't settle. I knew it was better to right my wrongs than let him believe he needs to apologize. "It's not your fault, Damon."

"No, you were right..." He glanced over at me and we locked eye contact. My breathing hitched.

"I wasn't. And I will explain to you why." I situated myself so that my legs were under me and I was facing Damon, who was propped up on his elbows. "I am a hypocrite. I lived my life thinking that no one gave back as much love as I gave them, but it's actually the other way around! I guess I got tired of believing that I'd get hurt that I just didn't care for other people.

"When Luke arrived I thought that it would be nice to start over. He opened new doors for me. The guy got me to actually, literally, jump off a damn cliff! A cliff!" I sighed. "But I now realize that I need to be my own person, so that's why I think I subconsciously agreed to do something the normal Andrea wouldn't do: go on a date with Damon O'Connell."

"So this is a date?" Damon perked his eyebrows up.

"What? No!" I began blushing rapidly. "I just, I meant - you know?"

"I think we've had enough talking for once." Damon started laughing, a good laugh. The good kind where you got happy because you know you're the reason they're smiling so brightly.

"But, Damon, that's not what I meant!" I rubbed my hands over my face, chuckling quietly.

Damon removed my hands from my face. He was extremely close. "Andrea," I looked him in the eye as he said my name. I nodded. "I've always wanted to do this, so shut up."

And just like that, I was at an amusement park on top of a tower with Damon O'Connell, one of the school's biggest players, kissing me. I'd done my fair share of kissing, and I'd never felt as much passion as I did with Damon. Like he yearned for this the entire time and wasn't going waste a single second of it.

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Gah! I updated finally and it wasn't even a good chapter.

Please don't hate me. I got distracted.

Story of my life lol.