L/N: This chapter is short, but I think you guys will like it. Or not. This story doesn't have very many reviews or followers yet. Oh well. I just wanted the story to be out there. Now, back to Hamal and I.
My Desire
Lucy POV
The fog of London passed the plane windows as we descended. On my right, Hamal tried to get a glimpse over my shoulder, but he was too busy staring at me. I know, I felt vain saying that, but the boy's got it bad for me. I guess spending seven months with the same girl will do that to a guy. I rolled my eyes and concentrated on the strip of land we were landing on. The lights blinked on the runway. It was 7 pm here, but I had no idea what day it was and neither did Hamal. All I knew was I felt jet-lagged and almost 10 hours ahead of what time I felt it should be.
After landing and going through more security, we found a lovely alley from which we took off. We decided to stop in whatever town we felt like stopping at along the way. It turned out we made it all the way to Otterly St. Catchpole before passing out from utter exhaustion. There we found a small pub to spend the night, again bluffing our status as newlyweds on our way to Dublin this time. Finally, showered and changed into pajamas, I sprawled on the bed I was sharing with Hamal. Not like that, I know what you all were waggling your eyebrows about!
Hamal lay down next to me and put his hands under his head. I felt him trying to say something, but he just couldn't spit it out. Finally, he turned on his side to look at me.
"What happens next, Lucy? Were only steps away from our destination literally, but I still have no where to go after that"
I thought before answering. "I really don't know, Hamal. What do you want to happen next?" I saw his smoldering eyes and knew what he wanted. And, for the first time, I considered it. How did I feel about Hamal? But before I could question further, Hamal had taken my hand and began to speak.
"Lucy, I want to be with you. I want to hold your hand all the time and talk to you about nothing for hours. I want to protect you from the world even though I know I can't protect you from everything, but I want to be there for you when I can't. I want you to feel the same way about me that I feel about you. Lamb, I want to hold you close every night and touch your hair and look into your eyes and just be with you. I want to kiss you Lucy."
Hamal leaned over and I let him brush his lips against mine. I felt the electricity in the air as he pillowed my head and rubbed his hand in small circles on my waist, slowly pulling me closer. I twined my arms around his neck, but something still didn't feel right. I tried leaning into the kiss more. I let my feelings for Hamal surface, realizing that I had wanted him to kiss me for some months now. But I broke apart as his hand rubbed against the bare skin of my stomach. I pushed my hands against his chest to put a little breathing distance between us. He looked confused and hurt.
"I'm sorry Hamal. I like you, I really do. I like you like you like me. But I just have so many things to sort out still. I don't think I could deal with even liking another person more than I like myself until everything is in place." I searched his honey brown eyes, seeing heartbreak in them. I reached out and cupped his face. He leaned against my palm, kissing the heel of my hand before focusing on my face again. "I'm truly sorry."
"Lamb, I'm sorry I can't be what you need right now."
"That's the thing!" I cried, rubbing his cheek. "You're exactly what I need. But right now, I need you to be my friend. Can you do that?"
"I can be whatever you need spy, gossip, an ear to talk to, a shoulder to cry on, a boyfriend, a lover. But most of all, I'll always be your friend, Lucy Potter."
I smiled and kissed his forehead good night, turning over for the night. Hamal sighed next to me. I decided to give him something. I scooted back until I was leaning completely against him; then turned over again, so that we were facing each other again. I kissed him sweetly on the lips then snuggled down, lifting his arms around me. I brushed my feet against his, feeling his rub mine as well. He pulled me even closer to him and I wrapped arms around his waist. That's how we fell asleep, together, forever.
L/N: Short and sweet, like I promised. I feel like it explained every thing, but if you are still confused, hit that nifty review button down there, and I will fill you in.
