Speak your mind
Okay guys I know that this has probably been done before but I just couldn't resist, hehe. Hope you guys will like this piece. I do have more planned for this but that all depends on whether you guys like it in the first place. The thoughts are in italics guys, just to clear up any confusion in advance :)
Disclaimer: I do not own lost, Jack or Kate no matter how many birthday wishes I make.
Here she comes again.
Okay this is it. Now just stay calm and play it cool. Remember you wanna ask her out, not force her to move to another State.
"Hey, Kate."
Oh God why did I say that. Now she's gonna think I'm some weird stalker or something.
"Hi."
It's him. It's…… oh God I've forgotten his name. Six months I've thought about him constantly and I can't even remember his freaking name.
Okay it's a "J" sounding name……
"Jack right?"
"Yeah!"
Damnit, too eager. Now she's gonna think I'm some kind of a psycho or worse……
"So…..everything okay?"
Great, what the hell kind of a pick up line is that Jack. After all this time of planning to ask her out this is the best you can come up with.
"Uh, everything's good……yeah."
Say something,
"So……"
Something,
"I guess I'll see you later."
Anything,
"Yeah….see ya."
Boom.
The time is 5.54 pm now and it's been exactly five hours, forty minutes and 23 seconds since I last saw her and ever since then all I can think about is……
I wonder what she's doing now?
(Meanwhile – Next door)
I'm looking around for something to do, but I can't seem to focus and why……because of him.
"Damn him" I grunt in frustration as I throw myself over the couch feeling like a spoilt little kid, but can I help it?
No.
My first instinct is to blame him for the way I feel, but as I think about it I can see that I'm partly to blame as well.
It's been six months.
Six months of feeling this way and not once have I ever gained the courage to say it out loud and to his face.
Ugh….why is it so hard?
I mean it's not like I'm asking him to go to bed with me or anything. Although……….
Focus Kate, focus.
Now what could I use as an excuse to see him again.
Something to fix?
Yeah, me for example….
Focus
Food perhaps?
Right, food it is, I affirm myself and then head on down towards the kitchen to see what I can rustle up.
It's only then I ask myself the most obvious question of all.
What does he like?
Uh, I know we've been neighbours for a while now and I would just like to……
Date you?
Yeah. Perfect way to promote the creep factor.
Date me?
Conceited much.
Okay, okay how about……
I like you Kate.
There we go. See that wasn't so hard. So why is it so hard to say?
"I like you Kate" I finally speak into the vacant space before me, hoping with every fibre of my being that she was there instead.
It would make matters so much easier.
Knock, knock
The first thing I do is immediately look at my watch, and when I see that only 5 five minutes have passed, I sigh and pull myself up to see who's at the door knowing it's probably some annoying creditor or…..
"Kate?"
Oh God, she's here.
"Hi."
God he's hot.
Do you want a restraining order?
"I uh…..I just wanted to apologise."
Apologize?
"For what?"
I love his eyes. They're just so……..
Concentrate – right- the apology. Now what was I apologising for again?
Think, brain think.
Oh yeah……
"About what happened earlier today, I….I didn't mean to come off rude or anything….
But…
C'mon girl you can say it.
"Anyway hope you're a fan of veggie lasagne."
What the…….
"Wow! Thanks Kate." I utter in complete astonishment, trying to conceal the excitement I feel at seeing her, here, in front of me looking as beautiful as ever. Corny but true.
Go for it,
Do it, do it……..
"You wanna come in?" I propose in an effort to break the awkward silence between us.
Please say yes. Please…..
"Uh…sure, thanks."
Yes!!
The moment she brushes past me, I feel the slightest urge to find some way to touch her, and I thankfully receive that opportunity the very next minute when she unexpectedly trips over my foot and lands straight into the area I want her the most, against me.
However I'm forced to immediately pull myself out of it due to the tray of lasagne now digging into my side, and I can now see that half my shirt is also stained due to the distinct positioning of the tray.
"I'm so sorry."
Great, I' ve messed everything up.
"Don't worry about it." I barely have the time to reply before she's already trying to make it all better, but what she doesn't realise is that she already has. Just by being here she has.
She doesn't even realise how much I want her.
Every day
Every night
She doesn't even know.
I feel like I've been wiping the area forever but my efforts are useless and that frustrates me even more.
This is not what I had planned.
"Hey, hey it's okay. It's not that bad" I feel the need to reassure her when her failed efforts force her to mumble incoherent curses. A sight I find heartbreakingly cute to the point where I just want to grab her and…….
"All done."
Damnit
When will I ever get the chance to say it?
So...what's the verdict guys? yay or nay?