Hey everybody! Though this chapter is incredibly short (more like an intermission; so sorry, I don't have much time to write currently!) and is sort of just Pitch's thoughts, I hope I made it interesting! Are you ready? Let's go!
I woke up from a dreamless sleep. I looked around the room lit by early sunlight. The sound of ocean waves was coming from Sandy's laptop, while Sandy himself dozed peacefully on his bed. I smiled.
I felt just fine.
We hadn't done much the previous evening outside of homework and listening to music together. It was a tentative rest from the flurry of emotions we'd been dealing with. Sometime during the night, the realization had struck me: we had only known each other for a few days, and somehow we were as comfortable as two good friends – and on top of that, we were DATING. Actually calling it what it was. My mind had reeled and Sandy had given me a concerned smile. I couldn't help but wave him off.
It was surreal, almost, feeling him worry about me like that. It was such a contrast to what I was used to. I had always expected a static cycle of coming and going, of people leaving my life as quickly as they came. A part of me was still waiting for the cycle to continue. It had only been half a week, after all. Who was to say this wouldn't work out? It was so irrational and so irresponsible to believe otherwise. But I couldn't help it. Sandy, he was just so amazing. So different. He acted one way and then another; I was sure I'd already seen at least three different sides of him and goodness knows how many more there were. But in the midst of all these layers I couldn't help but wonder…
Who was Sandy really? I hardly knew anything about him at all. To be fair, he knew just as little about me. We were little more than strangers, victims of similar circumstances. No, I couldn't even call them similar. We had never told each other our full stories. They could be different than what we thought entirely.
I turned my gaze to the pale white ceiling.
What would happen as the days passed by? How could this possibly last? That voice…that voice in my head knew. It knew I was making a huge mistake and it didn't fail to tell me so.
But I didn't care.
Sandy…went against what I knew about people. Or what I thought I knew. As bad of an idea as it was, I wanted to learn more about him. I wanted us to go on together. I wanted more of this care, this attention.
I'm so selfish.
But as Sandy's eyes fluttered open and he smiled at me I wondered if that was such a bad thing.
There, that's the end of intermission! Again, I'm so sorry about this tiny little thing. I'm preoccupied with a lot of things in school right now. But rest assured I will continue writing for the love of Pitch and Sandy! The story ain't done yet, plus there are some other fics I want to get ready for posting! Please leave a review of your thoughts and I'll see you next time!