Hope your still reading. Thanks for the reviews really encouraging. :) I hope this isn't too much like the 1997 film I watched it an unhealthy amount of times when it first came out so I think I might link the two without realising.
April 12 1912
Patrick flung the door open to the top deck and walked over to the middle. Edith stood nervously by the door. She just wanted to go back to bed. If James saw them, she didn't want to think about it. Patrick looked up, the cold creating a mist when he breathed out. Edith shivered slightly and wrapped her arms round her to trying to keep warm. She watched slightly confused as he laid down. Patrick waited and then smiled knowing it had worked. Edith stood above him looking annoyed with her arms crossed.
'Patrick get up now. Are you unwell?'
He pulled her down next to him and they laid together. Edith was about ask what he was doing but then he took her hand. She had wanted this for so long and now she was so unsure. What would her father say? She had always wanted to get back at Mary but she knew Mary didn't care she didn't love Patrick. Patrick. she thought turning her head slightly to look at him. How odd he was and how much she really loved him. It made her chest hurt to think about it.
'I know you wanted to see the stars in the show and with you not being well I thought I would bring them to you in a different way.'
'I don't understand.'
Edith felt even more confused. She didn't care about a little show anymore. She felt like she was getting out of her depth and was scared. He pointed upwards and Edith turned her head up to look at the glittering lights that filled the sky. She was sure the cold was making him slightly crazy. He turned to her and studied her face. He opened his mouth to talk but closed it unsure of how to say what he wanted to.
'Edith I need to tell you something.'
'Patrick please don't.'
He sat up on his elbow and saw the small tears in Edith's eyes. What he had done? What had happened he wasn't sure. He was confused. A few days ago he was to marry Mary and now. Now. He sighed never wanting a moment to last longer then right now.
'Edith I think I'm falling in love with you.'
She sat up. She couldn't look at him. She would give anything to forget James, forget Mary and to forget the circumstances. To remember how madly in love she was with him her self. She chose her words carefully. It was bad enough that she had been so open with him and now she was going to hurt him. It was difficult and her hands played with the hem on her dress while she spoke feeling nervous.
'You just think you do. We have just been spending so much time together lately. That is all it is.'
He knew exactly how she felt and took her shaking hands and held them in his for a moment. He took a long breath and looked at Edith. She wasn't looking at him. She was looking away.
"For that is all we can hope for the ones we leave behind."
'Edith I know how you feel. I guess I never admitted how I felt because I was scared of what people might think.'
'And now?'
Edith said her voice shaking slightly as she forced her self to look at the man sitting next to her. His expression changed and she wasn't sure what he was thinking any more. He moved closer to her he wanted to say it was to keep her warm, to comfort her but he just wanted to be closer to her not knowing when they would ever be alone together again. His father would make sure of it.
'Now...now I don't care at all. I just want to be happy.'
He took off his jacket and wrapped it round Edith. The silence filled the air and all that could be heard was the faint noise of the band playing and laughter from inside. The glow of the light spilled out from the open door and all he wanted to do was prove to Edith it would be okay. She looked at him feeling uncomfortable. What she was so scared of she wasn't sure.
'Patrick.'
She struggled with the words. She had wanted to tell him no. To be the better person but somewhere inside of her she was fed up of being the middle daughter of being the one that never got anything she wanted. He watched her carefully. Her face was calm but he could tell under all of it she wasn't sure. He deiced he would make sure that he knew exactly how he felt and that he meant it. He leant forward and kissed her. Edith had never kissed anyone before but felt like it didn't matter. Nothing mattered anymore. He pulled away and looked at her desperately searching for something anything that would tell him it was okay. Edith couldn't help but smile at Patrick. He took her in his arms as they laid back down. She had never felt more safe then in Patrick's arms. Talking into her hair slightly he whispered.
'I promise you Edith I will make this okay. I promise.'
She closed her eyes and heard the soft waves beating against the ship. She felt scared but she deiced in that moment that Patrick would look after her and everything would be okay. Neither of them knowing that in just over two days time they could be ripped apart from each other for ever.