When I was 13, my mum said,
"Son, you're the one I adore."
Love is supposed to be easy, she sighs, well, the love she's read about in books is. The 'love-at-first-sight sort of love or the 'always-known' kind or the 'I've-been-waiting-all-my-life-for-you'. The instantaneous feeling, the warmth, the knowledge that this person is your other half, your soul mate.
No wonder Susan thinks her taste in literature is shit (but Susan's taste in literature is Agatha Christie and reading in detail how people get brutally murdered).
Zacharias Smith is none of that. He's exciting, she'll give him that, and when they're skin against skin, he is warm and strong, but that's the last thing she wants to think about when his lips claim her skin for the hundredth time and her hands grip his hair and his lips tug up into that bloody smile.
She's not in love with Zacharias Smith (not her definition of love anyway), and all she really wants is to be in love with someone (or she wants someone to love her and when that happens she'll love them back, if they're anything like Gatsby or Romeo Montage or something of the sorts).
She's not in love with Zacharias Smith because Zacharias Smith doesn't love her back, and that's all she's ever really wanted.
"Do you think we could fall in love?" she asks one day, sheets draped around her figure while he's getting dressed, t-shirt loose around his chest and she bites her lip as the words ring in the air, she knows the answer before it's left her lips and he turns and stares at her and a chuckle leaves his lips.
"Love only exists in fairy tales." He says, slightly bitterly and she sighs and looks away for a moment, knowing the story he's said too many times about his mother and his father and how they fell apart and how love can't possibly exist if a seven year old boy has to watch his father walk out of the door, suitcase in hand and girlfriend he's had for so long waiting in the taxi (but neither of them stop to think that she's the only one he's ever said such private and intimate things too).
"Do you think you could stay, for a while?" She asks for a moment, maybe they're not in love, but they're something else, maybe she doesn't understand it (or maybe she's just blind to this form of it) and he's too proud (or too cowardly) or too blinded by the past to see what's right under his nose.
"Sure."
Because staying the night (or staying at all) for Zacharias Smith is basically saying 'I love you too'.
Now I'm old and wise, when I see your eyes,
You're the one, I adore.
an: dedicated to eloise (i love you)
zach and hannah are such a adorable couple sigh
short and sweet and thank you for reading!
i don't own anything, anything and everything belongs to jk rowling.
loosely based on 'you're the one' by the black keys.
thank you!