Ari's povI always knew they were different kinds of people with different characters and personalities around the world but I had never associated with any of them to know what it felt like being around those different personalities, just like my present predicament with Carla, but during the past 15 minutes I've spent with her the only word that I can use to describe her is ' bold ', and you could say her being bold made her carefree and wild but she's still got that sweet girl touch in the midst of all that wildness making her a complete version of her unique and normal self,.....hmm ' normal ', I wonder what that feels like. But that's by the way. After we had gotten the food we needed, we began searching for an empty table while trying to ignore the murmurs and stares, which Carla seemed to be doing better at ignoring than me, and after our table was found and we had settled Carla immediately started a conversation about herself to help me know her better, and I know zoning out of a conversation especially with someone who's supposed to be your friend is somewhat rude, but Carla has practically repeated the same story of an event three times because she got carried away in the middle of the story so It's definitely not on purpose that I zoned her out it just happened. But a question I really want to ask has been floating in my head and I don't know how to bring it up, and I definitely don't want her getting mad at me so-.
"I'm blabbering, aren't I?" Carla's question snaps me out of my thoughts.
"No it's OK." I say
"Don't try to cover it, I know you zoned out on me, you had a far away look in your eyes it was kinda obvious." She says, I look down as I turn pink from embarrassment of being caught.
"I'm sorry, i-i didn't mean to." I say my voice barely above whisper.
"It's ok, I should be the sorry one I didn't even allow you to speak at all, it's a bad habit of mine, once I'm excited I just talk continuously and I never know when to stop." She says and I notice she seems nervous which confuses me, why would anyone be nervous around me, that's my thing.
"I guess this is why I don't have friends, but I really want to be your friend though so I'll let you talk." She says looking at me as her excitement grows back on her face "Ask me anything and I'll try to give an appropriate answer." I kind of contemplate asking her the question because I don't know what her reaction would be, but she really doesn't like suspense.
"Oh come on, I feel like I could die from waiting so long, ask me something already." She says practically begging to be asked, her expression is funny though causing me to let out an amused smile.
"Ok I'll ask, but promise you won't get mad." I say
"Ok I promise, now ask me the damn question."she says slightly banging the table which causes me to release a silent chuckle at her Impatience
before my serious face comes back."Um, back in the toilet, during my um episode, i-im not trying to be rude o-or anything, but I just wanted to know how you knew exactly what to do to calm me down?." I ask then try hiding my trembling fingers by pulling the sleeves of my shirt to cover them. I hope she isn't mad cause she went really quiet and I haven't actually looked at her reaction to know what she might be thinking though but I hope she isn't offend, maybe I shouldn't have asked, what's wrong with me. But surprisingly she takes my hands that I was trying to hide and begins rubbing it with hers, this reaction gives me a little courage to finally meet her eyes and I immediately notice how sad they look not the ones from before that was so bright and full of life, and I also notice the sad smile she gives as she drops her eyes to our hands that are still together, but now I'm the one rubbing her's which causes her smile and a warm feeling to spread through my chest at the fact that I'm able to do that for someone.
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I'll Fix You (EDITING)
RomanceShe's broken, but no one sees it. She needs help, but won't accept it. She's a few steps away from falling apart, and she knows it. But she doesn't have a choice..... He's cold, but no one knows why. He's also broken, but cover's it with rage. He ne...