Hey everybody! Yeah I know, I am back with another story after I have just barely started my last one. I have been working on this story for a while now, and I was going to wait until after That I Am Up to No Good was finished to post it, but I just couldn't resist. I just liked this story too much to let it be cooped up on my computer all by itself. Anyways, I hope you like it as much as I do.
Dedication: To someone special, who has inspired me to write this story.
Disclaimer: If you recognize it, it probably doesn't belong to me. (It would be really cool if it did, though.)
Prologue:
"I didn't think you would come," he said.
I thought about what I was supposed to say next. Usually I didn't what the other person thought of what I said. It usually didn't matter. They would never find the hidden meaning in it, but Scorpius would. He found hidden meanings in everything.
Scorpius was very perceptive. He was good at reading people, and he used that to his advantage. He could make people melt right in the palm of his hand with little to no effort. Even though I always was pretty good at keep my emotions hidden from others, I was like an open book when it came to him. He knew just how to push my buttons. How to drive me up a wall, or to get a favor out of me. I knew that, too. It scared me that he had that power over me—over everyone—but at least I knew it. I told myself it a thousand times, but somehow I still ended up coming. I ended up falling for it just like all the others, and he always knew I would. I was no exception.
I could point out the fact that we both knew that that wasn't true, but I wanted him to see that I had let my guard down.
I could say, "Of course I came!" but I didn't want to sound too eager.
I could ask him that if he didn't think I was going to come, why he invited me in the first place, but again it sounded too defensive.
I settled on just saying, "I didn't think I would either." It sounded both defensive enough to get away with, and it still showed him that I was nervous.
I felt awkward being here, but a little triumphant also. I found butterflies appear in my stomach, when he smiled at me.
"Are you going to sit down?" he asked, gesturing to a spot next to him. "The view is amazing."
I nodded once and quickly took the spot he referred to. He was right about the view. You could see ever star perfectly from here. I gasped at the sight. We sat there for a moment, not saying anything, just taking it all in.
"Beautiful," he said. I turned toward him to reply, thinking he was looking at the stars, but he wasn't. He was looking at me. I felt the blush creep up into my features.
"Thanks," I said, awkwardly.
Then he leaned in and kissed me. At first panic spread throughout my entire body, and all I wanted to push him away, but then I told myself to relax. I let go of whatever anxiety was holding me back, and I just let myself snog him. It was the best kiss of my life. It was also my first.