"Pittoo- Can you please tell me what's wrong?" The light angel begs, grabbing my wrist.
"Stop calling me that!" I snap as I whip around to face him, yanking my wrist from his grip.
Pit doesn't flinch, instead standing his ground. "Not until you tell me what's up. You've been acting weird and-"
"It's none of your concern!" I hiss at him, my eyes narrowing into slits.
"I am concerned!" Pit counters, his voice strong.
"Why would you be?! Why would you care?" I question, folding my arms.
"Because obviously I care about you! Do you not remember me sacrificing my wings for you?!" Pit almost shouts.
I stare long and hard at him before turning away. "You wouldn't get it."
That seems to offend him even more. "Yes I would! I'm not that dim!" He defends.
"You wouldn't understand how I felt when- Oh, just forget it." I growl, trying to make my way away from him.
But of course, Pit stops me in my tracks. "Can you please just tell me? I want to help!"
"How can you help when you're the one making me feel this way?" I point out harshly, turning to glare at him.
"Feel like what?" The white-winged angel presses.
"This way that makes me want to hang around you more and feel- Agh, forget it!" I shake my head. The truth is, part of me feels like I can't even describe what I feel.
"What else?! Tell me! You've already told me something, just finish it up!" Pit demands fiercely.
I am silent before turning my whole body towards him, letting my gaze bore into his blue eyes. "The feeling that makes me sick in the stomach. The one that makes me feel like I want to get closer to you. The feeling that makes me- I don't know- happy when you're around me? The feeling that makes my heart stop when you even smile or laugh your annoying laugh. The one that makes me think so much about your annoying self. But of course, you wouldn't understand that feeling, would you?" I spat in a hushed, yet strong voice.
I turn and leave the room, leaving the angel speechless behind me.
-LLB