(A/N) Hey guys. Just for a heads up, this chapter kind of sucks. I had a hard time getting the feelings into words with the whole influence thing. I just wanted to say thanks so much for all of the reviews! I appreciate all those who answered my question. It really helped in the writing of this chapter. Anyways, Read and review! :)
"Come on, what could go wrong?" I asked, noticing that he was looking at me wearily.
"So many things," I heard him mutter under his breath before he finally turned to face me. "Fine, Kaylee." He hesitated a moment, then his face went still and soft; as if he were trying to calm himself. "Do you want to kiss me?" His voice sent warm shivers down my spine, and I found myself being drawn into him. It was like Tod was in my mind, controlling everything I thought and said.
There was a short pause as we both sat there, staring into each other's eyes.
"Yes," I said in a slightly dazed voice, breaking the silence. I had the strangest feeling; As if I weren't talking, but words were coming out of my mouth. Like I wasn't thinking straight, but couldn't stop myself from speaking. My whole body tingled with anticipation.
I sat there, lost in his crystal blue eyes, when suddenly I heard him speak again.
"Kiss me," I could tell by his voice that he was nervous. But there was really only one solid thought going through my mind.
Kiss him.
My body felt warm and tingly all over, and I found it hard to resist the command. Without much hesitation, I pulled my gaze from Tod and unbuckled my seat belt. I then proceeded to climb over my seat and onto his lap.
I surprised even myself by my actions. I knew deep down that something was wrong. That I would never really do anything like this. Yet as hard as I tried, I couldn't stop myself; and soon enough I found myself being drawn into him, my whole body being taken over by the comforting warmness of Tod.
He looked startled and even a little shocked, like he couldn't believe it either. His expression caused me to give a small playful smile as I began to lean into him, wrapping my arms around his neck and pulling him closer to me. It was like I was under a spell; like somebody was controlling my movements as if I were a puppet.
"Kaylee," Tod choked out just before our lips met. "Stop."
I loved being close to Tod. He had this way of making me feel safe. I kept telling myself over and over that it was wrong for me to feel this way, but I couldn't help it. I didn't want to stop, but something in his voice made me slowly pull away from him. His words were coated in desperation.
"Tod…" I started, feeling the warm tingly feeling escape my body. I was myself again, and I couldn't be happier. I looked into his eyes, which were swirling more than ever. Just the fact that they were swirling is huge when you're dealing with Tod. He was always so good at masking his emotions. "I'm sorry…" I whispered, letting out an irritated sigh and leaning forward to rest my head on his shoulder.
"Kaylee, there's nothing for you to be sorry about. It's my fault. I shouldn't have made you do that." His voice was soft and soothing, even though he was no longer using his influence.
"No, Tod." I said, lifting my head and frowning. "It's not your fault. I asked you to." I paused, taking a deep breath and closing my eyes. "At least we know for sure that you can still influence people." I gave a weak, defeated smile and plopped back down on my own seat. "But don't ever do it again." I warned, starting the car.
It was already starting to get dark, and there was only about 45 minutes left until we had to be back at the hospital. I figured there was no point in going home now, so instead I drove us to a nearby coffee shop. We sat there for a while, waiting for time to pass.
After a while, I noticed neither of us was even attempting to make conversation. We could barely even look each other in the eyes. I sat in silence, trying to decipher my jumbled up feelings. I replayed the scene over and over in my head, overthinking each and every thought that crossed my mind.
The truth was, even when Tod stopped using his influence on me; I didn't want to pull away from him. I found comfort in his warmth. Every time he held my hand, my heart would do flip flops in my chest. Being so close to him made butterflies dance around in my stomach. Whenever I looked into his eyes, warm shivers would crawl up my spine. I wanted to kiss him. Even without the influence.
My feelings seemed obvious, even to me; but I refused to believe them. I didn't want to admit that what Tod and I had could be anything more than friendship. He's Nash's brother. I told myself multiple times. He's dead, for God's sake. I tried to get myself to believe that we were nothing more than friends; and that my mind was just playing sick games with me. I couldn't like Tod as anything more, could I? We were from two different worlds. I know that sounds cliché, but it's true. I'm alive, and he's dead. It's as simple as that. In conclusion, there's no possible way that Tod and I could have anything more than friendship.
I left my thoughts at that as I checked my cell phone and realized that it was already time to go. I stood up, tossing my empty cup into a nearby trash can and walked over to Tod.
"Alright… Let's go." I said in a soft voice, secretly dreading what was about to come.
Blah, blah, blah. Like i said, it's not the best chapter. But I still hope you all liked it. Once again, I was surprised by how many reviews I got in a single day! I got so excited when I saw that I had 20 already! So thanks a lot, guys. I really appreciate it. :)