Author Note: I was listening to Say You Do by Dierks Bentley (hence the title), and this popped into my mind. It's really just a drabble. I hope you enjoy it though. I found the cover image on, credit to the rightful owner.
Say You Do
It was quiet and still. Out the single window of the room it was still dark, not even the faint glow of the morning sun. She licked her lips and glanced over her shoulder at the man lying beside her. His eyes were open, they watched the blades of the fan slowly spinning round and round. She swallowed hard and ran her fingers through her pink locks. Carefully, she placed her feet down on the wooden floors from the base of the bed frame. The coolness sent shivers up her spine. As she got up, she pulled her sweater over her shoulders, covering her bare body up.
Her feet gently padded on the ground as she walked towards the bedroom door. She picked up her dress and panties as she was heading out. The moment she reached the bedroom door, she stopped and let out a heavy breath. It wasn't like she could just walk out, but he could have said something too. Her green eyes were fixed on the door knob and when he didn't say anything, she reached for it.
"Sakura," he said softly, and she closed her eyes tight. Her fingers tips were barely touching the metal handled. "You don't have to go."
She almost smiled.
Almost, but almost is never enough.
Sakura grabbed the knob to the door and pulled it open. Just before she walked out, she heard the bed springs squeak as he stood up. Her brain was telling her to walk away, but her heart was saying she should stay. It was a constant battle that had her in so much turmoil, but she knew that what her head was saying was the right thing.
"Even if you're lying, I don't care," he whispered to her.
His breath tickled the back of her neck. The way his warmth enveloped her made her knees go weak. She closed her eyes tightly and was about to take a step forward, but he placed his hands around her waist. All she wanted to do was fall back against his strong body. She knew what he was doing, but she couldn't let it happen. Things were over between them, and they needed to stay that way.
His lips brushed against the shell of her ear. "Come on," he huskily breathed. "Bend the truth, Sakura." His hands went up her sweater, but Sakura turned around in his hold. "Stay." He brushed her pink hair behind her ear.
She dropped her dress and reached for his face, gently running her fingers through his thick hair. His eyes closed at her touch. She pulled him forward, resting his forehead against her own. Her eyes were closed now, her hands on his face, and his secured on her curvy waist.
They stayed like that for a minute before Sakura pulled back and pressed a kiss to his forehead. "I can't," she whispered when she pulled away from him. Her hands let go of his face and went to his own. She pulled them away from her waist and placed them by his sides. "I don't love you anymore."
Those words stung him, but he reached for her again. He didn't care, he didn't want her to leave. Any lies she had, he didn't care. He would take anything she had, she could lay it all on him. She could get in his head, mess with him, so long as she would just stay and say that she loved him.
"Couldn't you say you might?" he asked her.
Sakura stared at him and sighed softly. "No," she replied with a shake of her head.
"I'm begging here," he told her, gazing deeply into her beautiful emerald eyes. "Even if you don't, say you do."
Sakura couldn't believe that the man before her was begging. Years ago she never saw this happening. So much had changed though, it wasn't what she thought. Not only that, her heart had gone elsewhere from her childhood crush. His handsome face, his raven hair, his onyx eyes, his sultry voice, it wasn't what she wanted anymore. She couldn't lie to him, she couldn't hurt him anymore.
"No, Sasuke," Sakura said as she knelt down picking up her dress. "I'm sorry." She walked way, and this time he didn't stop her.
