Pairing: Lily/James
Rating: T (because is like that letter)
I can't tell you what it really is
I can only tell you what it feels like
And right now there's a steel knife
In my windpipe
I can't breathe
But I still fight
While I can fight
As long as the wrong feels right
It's like I'm in flight
High of a love
Drunk from the hate
Love the way you lie by Eminem and Rihanna
They were complete opposites, chaotic. But you know what they say, opposites attract.
From the beginning the where like oil and water, un-'mixable', and they were fine with that. Nobody wished to disturb the natural balance and so they kept away from each other. That was until he began to notice and being the teenage boy he was, he became intent on mixing it up.
She did not like this. She liked order and he was ruining that order and she was not happy until she had order but it didn't work. He enjoyed this game, this challenge and went along with it, smiling and joking with his silly friends and silly pranks and sillystupidstupid smile that would not go away and this infuriated her. He infuriated her and she tried to stop him by pushing him and taunting him and she hated him but nothing she did could make him lose that smirk.
She was fire and he was ice. She powered around the school in all her burning fury, all heat and light while he was cool always cool and calm (or so he looked). The ice followed the fire and tried to extinguish the flames.
They definitely didn't go together but people said the balanced each other out- two parts of an equation. She hated to admit it but she agreed (not that she told anyone).
She hated him because he would never give up; he was always there- the only constant thing in her life. When she lost her best friend; he was there. When she parents were murdered; he was there. When she had no one; he was always there and would not stop trying and just walk away (maybe she just wanted to admit defeat). She could have given up but that would've meant losing any pride, any dignity that remained (that dignity that all other girls seemed to have lost some way up the line).
It was just a game of him, the thrill of the chase. But that was before because it isn't fun like it used to be. Now it matters when he asked her that question that he himself has begun to hate as it doesn't show half of what he feels, it doesn't say what he wants to say (Iloveyou Iloveyou Iloveyou please don't leave me). When she turns him down it hurts so bad his heart backs bit by bit until he has a mosaic of his messed up life that's all gone wrong. He's all pain and cold and he scares his friends but nothing they do can he (they don't understand).
All he does is make things worse. She's a volcano and he's the tornado blowing everything out of proportion making her erupt sending hate anger back in his face. He hurts her and she hurts him back and it's a mess because they don't know what to or what they have done to deserve any of this shit.
When the oil wanted to mix with the water and the ice wanted to cool the fire they just got burnt but that's what happens when volcanoes meet tornadoes but he knows he loves her too much (he's in too deep) to walk away now.