i choose u

.Chapter Seventeen.

.Chapter Seventeen. 

        Ayame.

                Sadness was welling up inside of me. 

        I couldn't believe what had happened in Blaine's childhood. He watched his mother commit suicide and his father was never there. My eyes started to water again, after I just got done crying too. I curled my legs up to my chest and hugged my knees tightly. I was regretting asking, then again, I was learning more about Blaine that was personal and dark. 

        "I asked your father why he had saved me that time." Blaine laughed quietly. "While I was in the hospital, he told me he didn't want to see the same thing happen again." I knew what Blaine was talking about. My father had watched my mother die. "I guess you and I have something in common." Blaine's voice sounded distant. 

        My mouth was open but I couldn't speak. I couldn't say anything at all, I didn't know what to say at a time like this. I sucked in a hesitant breath and looked around the tree at Blaine; he was sitting quietly against the tree trunk, looking up at the sky, with his hands at both sides, and his eyes clouded with thought. As I uncurled myself, I inched my hand towards his. I wasn't sure how he was going to react. Maybe he was going to move his hand away? Get up and leave after telling me something dark to him? He didn't. He pretended not to notice and that's when I took his hand. His big hand was warm, even though the night was cold.

        "Sorry!" I gasped. I took my hand back but before I did, Blaine grabbed it tightly and pulled me around the tree towards him. He suddenly lifted me onto his lap and cuddled me in his arms. My face, was burning! What was he doing!? I bit down on the bottom of my lip hard, making it bleed. Blaine had his arms wrapped around me and I was still sitting on his lap. "W-What?" I breathed. 

        "I just really need a hug right now," Blaine said. My hands started to shake, my heart was pounded, and I couldn't stop blushing. This wasn't right. I pushed him away with both my hands but he didn't seem to let go. 

        "I'm not the person to be cuddling with right now!" I growled. Blaine looked lonely for a second, he looked like a defenceless child who's had it tough.

        "Why did you run away?" He asked. I stopped breathing. 

        "Because I don't like how you pretend to flirt with me!" My hands started to tremble with rage. What was he trying to pull? I stared back into his blue eyes; they were calm. 

        "Who said I was pretending?"

        I couldn't move anymore. 

        "Ha! That's really funny," I laughed. He didn't look like he was taking it as a joke. I bowed my head. "Why? I thought I was just a seventeen year old that you had to watch over." I ran my fingers through my hair. I couldn't believe we were having this conversation right now. 

        "I think i've been in love with you for a long time."

        My heart stopped. My eyes scanned his face. Was he lying? No, no, this couldn't be happening. I couldn't speak. I was breathless. This time, he wasn't joking, flirting, or trying to tease me, he looked serious. His crystal blue eyes were sparkling in the moonlights, I was seriously enchanted. I allowed him to caress my face and he pulled me towards him. I looked down at his lips as my eyes started to close. Abruptly, Blaine's hands fell from my face, and his head hit my chin. 

        "Ow." I opened my eyes again and saw Blaine leaning against me. "Uh, Blaine?" I shook him around. He passed out!? I put my hand under his nose; thank God, he was still breathing. I quickly looked around at the empty scene. No one was around. I sighed.

        What the hell do I do now?