Hey there! Still here and still shipping this with all my heart.
The idea came up while listening to music and after that I was taken by the plot bunnies. This is far more angsty than usual but I think it turned out really good.
Let me know what you think :)
To go out with North and Sandy for drinks sounded like a good idea at first. The loud music and the lively atmosphere surely were able to distract him from all the things he was thinking of. 'Don't delve on it any longer, mate. You're supposed to be having fun'. He finished up his third beer and got up from his seat at the bar.
He was going to join his friends near the stage as tonight's band was already gathering up to start performing, when he bumped into someone. Someone of petite structure, colorful pixie cut and bewitching eyes. He felt his anger bubble up inside him with renewed force, his face instantly hardening as their eyes met.
He's gone before she opens her mouth to speak.
He tries to stay focused on the music, he really does, but he scans the pub once in a while to see if she's still around.
There she is. Sitting at the bar with a drink in her hand and staring directly at him.
He turned his attention to the band once more, but still felt her eyes on him.
It was driving him mad. Shewas driving him mad.
Three months of not hearing a thing from her and now she was here, making him throw all his progress in forgetting her out of the window.
He muttered something to North, but his friend couldn't hear him over the music. He made his way through the crowd until he was standing in front of her.
Her stand was a relaxed one but the way she was tightly holding her glass gave away how tense she really was. They only stared at each other until she gulped down her drink and stood up. Despite her heels she was still shorter than him, but she seemed to gain more confidence when staring impassively at him.
'What the hell kinda game is she trying to play?'
"Why are ya here, Ana?" The man almost growled.
"The world isn't big enough for me to hide."
He sighed. He needed to get out of there and get some fresh air, suddenly he wasn't feeling so good.
"You knew I'd be here" It's not a question.
She nodded.
"Ya really think I can forgive ya after what happened?"
"No. But I think we both deserve some closure, for old times' sake" There is a tinge of bitterness in her voice that didn't go unnoticed to him.
She couldn't be talking seriously. "You can't be more pathetic." He spat with all the anger he could muster.
She gave him a bitter smile. "Is that a challenge?"
"I've moved on, Toothy."
She grinned a bit more when the nickname he always used for her escaped his lips. "That never stopped anyone"
His own slip only served to spike his feelings. "I don't love you anymore" He said resolutely
"Maybe, but you're still attracted to me. Don't try to lie because I know when you're fibbing."
He gave her a harsher look, knowing full well she was right.
"Don't be too hard on yourself." She rested her tiny hand on his cheek. "It happens to me too."
He quickly caught her wrist but only glared, as if arguing with himself if he was angry enough to swat her hand away or to break her wrist. Despite of being completely infuriated with her, she knew he would never harm her.
It seemed that she was doing all the hurting lately.
"Please, Aster. Let us have this."
There was that face. Those beautiful eyes that adamantly looked at him, pleading.
The man hesitated. He could say no... he should say no.
But he didn't.
By the time North and Sandy realized they were missing one member of their party and found a text from him apologizing, the aussie was long gone.
Please R&R! It really helps me a lot :D