I don't own Once, but I do own Livia. After this chapter you will either love or hate me.

Chapter 13: Wild Hearts

"Please tell me you're not going to evaluate me again," I told Pan.

"No, I'm done with that. I've concluded that you are very much not Lost Boy -Girl, I should say- material." He said matter-of-factly.

Could that mean that I was going home? My heart suddenly filled with hope, but I couldn't let Pan see that.

"Then, what am I still doing in Neverland?" I asked, annoyed.

"Things tend to get boring here, you amuse me. You're a distraction, an entertainment."

"Wow. So I'm your personal jester, now." I crossed my arms in front of my chest.

We were standing outside of his tent. It was very early in the mourning and the Lost Boys were still sleeping.

Pan chuckled. "Today, my professional fool, there's something I want to show you."

Before I could say anything, he wrapped his arm around my waist and propelled us into the sky, pulling me closer as he did so. I was amazed by the sky, it was pink and purple and orange and blue. Dawn from this angle was simply... breathtaking. It was so beautiful that I had forgotten about our proximity and his arm on my waist. I felt his gaze and blushed. I started wondering why Pan had brought me here. He didn't really seem like the kind of guy to admire the sky...but then again, I didn't know much about him.

"Why did you bring me here?" I whispered.

"I want to teach you how to fly." He simply answered.

I smiled, because he didn't know that I had already flown. He sprinkled pixie dust over my head. I immediately freed myself of his hold, I didn't want him to feel my wildly beating heart. I glanced up at him; he looked confused. 'She's flying?!' was probably what he was thinking.

"Follow me if you can." I teased.

I was so thankful for my short flying lesson with Tink... Tink, I had to talk to her, she was probably worried by now. I had to make things right between us, but all of that would have to wait. I was too busy thinking about going up or down, right or left, fast or slow. Eventually, Pan caught up with me, then passed me. He settled himself in front of me so abruptly that I bumped into him.

"I win at last," he said, grinning.

"I wouldn't be so sure about that!" I let myself fall. When I got close to the water, I slowed down and turned upside down. I dove into the sea. I swam towards the shore where Pan was waiting for me.

"Afraid of getting wet?" I asked. He frowned, making me roll my eyes.

Proud, he was mad that I had 'won'. I ran out of the water and grabbed his hand, pulling him towards the cold sea. Taken off guard, he didn't have time to react and before he knew it, he had water up to his waist. I splashed him until he was soaking.

"C'mon," I said. "Aren't you supposed to be the boy who doesn't want to grow up and always wants to play games?"

He clacked his fingers and a giant wave took form... headed towards me. It practically ate me. When I got back to the surface, I coughed and gasped, filling my lungs with air.

"Don't play games you know you can't win Luv." He picked me up bridal style and walked back to the island. I rested my head on his shoulder.

He didn't drop me gently.

He locked one of his strong arms around my waist and pulled me closer, closing the distance between us. His other hand found its way to the lower back of my head.

"Peter," I whispered. That was the first time I'd called him by his first name.

My stomach twitched. I looked into his enchanting green eyes. They both scared and amazed me; that's when I knew it was it for me. I just couldn't resist it anymore, I let my walls fall and melted into his embrace. He tilted his head and I closed my eyes. His lips crashed on mine. They were soft and chapped, but the kiss was rough and urgent. I responded to it. My fingers ran through his wet hair, his skin felt warm on mine. The intoxicating sent of his skin reminded me of wood and fire.

His kiss was exactly like him, controlling, wild, intense, fiery, almost arrogant, but I liked that about it. Drops of water slid into our mouths, giving the kiss a salty taste. The chirping of birds faded as I lost myself into the magic of this moment...

As much as I was enjoying it, I couldn't ignore the feeling inside of me that was telling me that something...just wasn't right. I pulled away.

"I'm sorry," I said, out of breath. I ran away into the forest. I couldn't turn around to face him, but I knew that he was still standing where I had left him, hurt.

"I'm so sorry," I repeated to myself. Tears rushed down my face.

I have to say that I don't know what happened here. I didn't chose this, the characters did, blame it on them. I don't know about you but I was like "Finaly!" when they kissed, but then I all could think was "Really, people,really?" when Livia pulled away.

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