TLS Flashfic
Prompt: www. tehlemonadestand 2013/05/tlss-flash-fic-fridays-are-in-full_31. html#comment-form (pic of girl hugging boy at train station)
I want to tell him to stay and that I've been in love with him from the moment he stole my pen in Art History.
He's tired and excited. His eyes are ringed dark but there's this little glimmer there, and that's something I can't take away from him.
We stayed up all last night packing, and the words were right there on the tip of my tongue but… I'm a coward.
He's supposed to be gone for six months. This internship he's dreamed about forever.
Everything's going to change.
"Why so serious?" he asks. He nudges my shoulder with his as we sit
on the bench, waiting for the train to begin boarding.
"You don't want to know," I say, which is already more than I should be saying.
"You're my best friend. Of course, I want to know." He rests his elbows on his thighs. "Besides, this is probably the perfect time since you're about to be rid of me for a while. You know how bad my memory is, so, really, you could tell me you're growing an eleventh finger and I'd definitely forget by tonight."
"I don't think you'd forget something like that. That's gross, by the way."
"I was going for extreme," he says, then pauses when I don't smile. "Talk to me, B."
"It's nothing. I'm happy for you is all."
Edward frowns. "Oh." Clasping his hands together, he stares off in the opposite direction. The silence between us lasts for a decade. "Did you ever wonder why people wait until the last minute to do something they should've done from the start?"
"No." Yes.
He reaches into his bag. "I bought two tickets," he says. "Just in case."
"Just in case what?"
"Just in case you realized we're supposed to be together."