Of course, it's easy to guess who is talking about who. It's short, just a little story I made at 2 am because it was torturing my mind. :) Borrowing something I heard once, flames will be used to roast marshmallows, and CC is welcome!
You get a virtual cookie if you can tell me what episodes the scenes are from!
~LOP
My eyes burn.
I watch her hug him, closing her eyes tightly, a small smile gracing her beautiful face. My dull eyes survey his face, which is in shock at first, then extremely happy. The hug lasted longer that it should have.
'She's just happy that he helped her,' I said to myself, trying to sound convincing. 'She doesn't feel anything for him, other than friendship.'
After they broke apart, they shared a small smile. She then went to her tent, and he sat on the dock, watching the sunset.
I turned around and walked away, my eyes confident, full of hope.
'It doesn't mean a thing.'
*line*divider*because*FF*hates*me*
He sat next to her.
He insisted, more like it.
And she didn't mind. I could see it in her eyes, how they lit up when he sat down.
The show started.
Who couldn't help but notice the little glances and secret smiles? Not the mention the light pink tinge from time to time.
'They're just… embarrassed,' I said as I comforted myself.
'It means absolutely nothing,'
*I*hate*FF*back*
He saved her life.
I heard the story again and again and again, until I felt sick. Risking his life for her? I can't top that. Impossible.
She looks at him, and he looks at her. Tears shine in her eyes, and she throws her arms around his neck, almost knocking him to the ground. His arms go around her, and he hugs her tightly.
They pull away and stare at the person across from them.
Hope in her eyes, love in his.
I turn away, my own tears shining.
I can't lie anymore.
'It means… everything.'