What If
A/N- here's a little one shot I wrote when I was bored one day
"Arya, I love you!" Eragon cried in the ancient language,
he felt the blood underneath his skin boiling as he confessed
his love to Arya.
"Eragon..."
"No! You don't understand!" Eragon yelled,
"I do understand... Eragon... I'll love you till the sky falls,
but I can't be a distraction to your studies, I won't be the cause
of your death when it comes time to for you to face Galbatorix," Arya explained
"However it doesn't matter whether or not you accept my
love or not you will always be on my mind." said Eragon standing up,
"I will love you until I die!" taking a step closer and taking her hands.
"Eragon... Please don't tempt me like this... Oromis would be very
frustrated with the both of us..." Arya sighed
"Arya... In this world every day may be my last, and Garrow
taught me that when you meet someone you want to be with,
treat it like your last and be with them whenever you can."
Taking another step closer Eragon slide an arm around Arya's waist
and another behind her head and he brought his head closer to hers
staring deep into her eyes. He couldn't stand it any longer and he
crushed his lips against hers, reaching his mind out towards hers they
embraced in a mental embrace that no other physical embrace could
match. A mixture of happiness, anger, sadness, and love flowed between
the two of them. Unaware of his movement Eragon picked up Arya
and started towards his house never leaving their embrace
physical or mental. After climbing the stairs he arrived at his destination.
His bed.