Authors note: Poor deluded little Marie...tee hee. Anyway...fluff, fluff, where's my sick bucket...
Chapter Twenty-six: I Wouldn't Either
P.O.V: John Allerdyce / Pyro
Bobby pulled away, just ever so slightly, but he pulled away. I couldn't help but let out a dejected sigh.
"It's OK, I wouldn't either," I forced out a small laugh as I turned away from him. "Go to bed Bobby, I'll be gone by morning."
"No!" cold hands grabbed my arms and pulled me back to face him. "Don't you dare leave me again!"
"Look, Bobby I..." I reached out and again touched his cheek. Again, he leaned towards the touch, but I pulled my hand away, shuffling back further into the corner. "I can't stay! We can't be friends any more Bobby, I can't lie anymore! I don't want to just be friends! I..."
I ran my hands through my hair, bowing my head. Why was I doing this? I should never have come back...
"But John, I..." Bobby's voice was barely more than a whisper. "I think I want to be more than friends too."
My breath caught as I screwed my eyes tightly shut. I wanted to hear him say that so much, but the last thing I wanted to hear was I think. I was barely holding myself together as it was; I didn't know that I had the energy left to just end up being some experiment on Bobby's part. But I couldn't just walk away after he said that, could I? I mean, what did I have left to lose?
"John..." a cold hand brushed my arm, shaking me from my thoughts. I looked up at Bobby as he quickly withdrew his hand, confusion clear on his face. I reached out and cupped his face firmly, but gently, in my hands.
"Trust me Bobby," I whispered as I leant forward, once again brushing my lips over his. He did not pull away, so I moved a little closer. "I know you've been told your whole life that this is wrong and there's nothing I can say that can just erase all that," I removed a hand from his face and ran my fingers softly down his arm. "But for once just try and do what you want, not what everyone else wants. Not what your parents want, not what the teachers want, not what I want," I pulled back slightly, removing my hands from him, giving him the chance to pull away if he wished. He didn't move. Biting my lower lip apprehensively, I moved my hand back to his face, brushing his lips again, slipping the other hand onto his arm. Again, he did not pull away. I tilted his head gently to the side, running my lips slowly down his neck and across his jaw. Bobby let out a small moan, but it was so quiet I could not tell what to make of it. I closed my eyes briefly and smiled hopefully as I returned my lips to his. "Trust me..." I couldn't help but sigh helplessly as I stroked his cheek softly. "Trust yourself..."