A/N a cute little fan fiction I wrote. I was inspired by the song 'I Love It When You Cry' by Moxie.
~Baz
I can't do this. I look at the deer standing in front of me. I need to eat but it looks so innocent. I stroke its head gently and it looks at me with fear in its eyes. I don't know what's gotten into me; I could kill and drain a deer without even flinching a few days ago. Tears spring to my eyes. I can't kill this creature. It reminds me of how Simon used to look at me when we were at Watford. I run back to our house, tears blinding me. I drop to the floor of my bedroom and lie there shaking. Why couldn't I kill the deer? Why?
I hear Simon coming up the stairs and try to stop sobbing. When he comes in I'm still trying to regain my composure. Simon walks over and wraps his arms around me.
"Baz let yourself cry; it reminds me you're alive." He says and it makes me cry harder. He pulls me up onto the bed and continues, "Hey, remember how your mum visited me while you were gone?"
"Uh huh," I sob
"Well I still haven't given you this," he leans forward and kisses my temple. Just like my mother used to do.
"And Baz, remember the first time we kissed?" yes I do I think I was going to kill myself. He continues; "We stayed up half the night, kissing each other and then we fell asleep holding hands." I smile a little at the memory
"And remember the ball at the end of the year? We danced together and then we kissed with most of the school watching." He leans in closer.
"And remember when Penny found out? She asked if we were together and we just kissed. Then she got up and walked out laughing." He's breathing on my cheek.
"And when Agatha found us in the kitchen making out?" I'm not crying anymore.
"And last night when we watched Disney and you ran around pretending to be snow white and I was prince charming? Then I tripped over my tail and fell on top of you? And then you pretended you were dying when I kissed you?" I laugh and he catches my lips with his own. He kisses me for a few minute the he pulls back.
"Hey Baz," He whispers
"What?"
"You're… you're warm."
"They're what?!" I'm shocked.
"Your breath is warm…" I walk over to the window and breathe on it. It fogs up and I gasp. I draw a heart in the middle and rest my hand on the glass. When I pull it away there's a fogged up outline.
"Baz…" Simon whispers resting his head on my shoulder, "You're alive."
