Disclaimer: I don't own Squaresoft, or the rights to FF8 or any of the
characters, although I wish I did. ;-;
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Foolish Heart - By: Beatrix Lovelle
Chapter One
I was so excited. Irvine had told me that he had a surprise for me tonight. I quickly finished my make-up, smoothing the wrinkles out of my dress. It was a little black one. Form fitting, with spaghetti straps and shorter than my usual yellow one. Irvine would love it, right?
I left my room, shutting the door quietly behind me. Walking down the hall and full of anticipation I stopped, smiling nervously and knocked on his door. As he opened the door, his jaw dropped. I blushed.
"You look fantastic," he said, taking me by the waist into his room. My face turned even redder at this comment, but I was relieved that we were finally inside. The lights were dimmed, and romantic music was playing.
"Oh Irvine..." I began in complete awe, seeing the candle-lit dinner he had set up, "...it's wonderful!"
"Thanks," he said, grinning and pulling out a chair at the table for me. How was he so confident? Never letting his guard down, but sure letting enough girls into his heart. I took the seat, looking at the amazing meal he had prepared. We had a pretty quiet, relaxing dinner except for one awkward moment.
"Have some wine," Irvine said, not having any for himself.
"No thanks," I answered, yawning and taking a bite of my dinner.
"Have some wine," he commanded again, glaring at me.
"No Irvine. I don't want any wine," I said, looking back at him. What was that all about? Luckily, the rest of the dinner went smoothly.
When we had finished he stood up, taking away the dishes. I also stood, walking into the living room area. He followed me, and sat on the couch, grinning and patting the seat beside him, motioning for me to sit there.
How could I resist? I jumped into his lap, smiling and kissed him. A bewlidered, but satisfied look on his face told me that he was impressed. He kissed me back, putting his hands on my bare legs. I ignored it, as he pushed me down against the couch gently. We continued kissing passionately, him running his hands up my thighs. I blushed at him touching me so much, but he took no notice.
"Uh... Irvine?" I said, getting slightly uncomfortable, and him beginning to kiss my neck. He ignored me.
"Irvine?" I tried again, but his hands just kept sliding up my skirt and he didn't stop for a moment to hear what I had to say. Don't get me wrong, I loved the attention he was giving me. Just...
"Irvine stop it," I pushed him away and stood up, getting off of the couch.
"What?" He asked innocently.
"I'm not ready for this kindof thing," I said plainly, looking away, embarassed. It probably sounded pretty lame.
"Nonsense." He got up, walking over to me and put his hands on my waist. A sheepish grin plastered itself on his face.
I looked at him, slightly confused. "Irvine, you heard me!" Was this the sweet, caring Irvine I knew? He bent down to kiss me, but I pulled away. My eyes welled up with tears. Didn't he care about my feelings?
I stormed out of his room, tears beginning to fall down my face, He didn't follow me, try to get me to stay or even apologize. I walked down the hall, not watching where I was going, while wiping away tears. I bumped into a large, solid surface.
"Selphie? What's wrong?" The surface asked, taking me by the wrists and looking down at my tear-stained cheeks.
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Author's Notes: This is the first chapter of my first ever finished FF8 fanfic, "Foolish Heart." Well, the first chapter atleast. Please R&R, it'll help me become a better writer and give me inspiration for the next few chapters.
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Foolish Heart - By: Beatrix Lovelle
Chapter One
I was so excited. Irvine had told me that he had a surprise for me tonight. I quickly finished my make-up, smoothing the wrinkles out of my dress. It was a little black one. Form fitting, with spaghetti straps and shorter than my usual yellow one. Irvine would love it, right?
I left my room, shutting the door quietly behind me. Walking down the hall and full of anticipation I stopped, smiling nervously and knocked on his door. As he opened the door, his jaw dropped. I blushed.
"You look fantastic," he said, taking me by the waist into his room. My face turned even redder at this comment, but I was relieved that we were finally inside. The lights were dimmed, and romantic music was playing.
"Oh Irvine..." I began in complete awe, seeing the candle-lit dinner he had set up, "...it's wonderful!"
"Thanks," he said, grinning and pulling out a chair at the table for me. How was he so confident? Never letting his guard down, but sure letting enough girls into his heart. I took the seat, looking at the amazing meal he had prepared. We had a pretty quiet, relaxing dinner except for one awkward moment.
"Have some wine," Irvine said, not having any for himself.
"No thanks," I answered, yawning and taking a bite of my dinner.
"Have some wine," he commanded again, glaring at me.
"No Irvine. I don't want any wine," I said, looking back at him. What was that all about? Luckily, the rest of the dinner went smoothly.
When we had finished he stood up, taking away the dishes. I also stood, walking into the living room area. He followed me, and sat on the couch, grinning and patting the seat beside him, motioning for me to sit there.
How could I resist? I jumped into his lap, smiling and kissed him. A bewlidered, but satisfied look on his face told me that he was impressed. He kissed me back, putting his hands on my bare legs. I ignored it, as he pushed me down against the couch gently. We continued kissing passionately, him running his hands up my thighs. I blushed at him touching me so much, but he took no notice.
"Uh... Irvine?" I said, getting slightly uncomfortable, and him beginning to kiss my neck. He ignored me.
"Irvine?" I tried again, but his hands just kept sliding up my skirt and he didn't stop for a moment to hear what I had to say. Don't get me wrong, I loved the attention he was giving me. Just...
"Irvine stop it," I pushed him away and stood up, getting off of the couch.
"What?" He asked innocently.
"I'm not ready for this kindof thing," I said plainly, looking away, embarassed. It probably sounded pretty lame.
"Nonsense." He got up, walking over to me and put his hands on my waist. A sheepish grin plastered itself on his face.
I looked at him, slightly confused. "Irvine, you heard me!" Was this the sweet, caring Irvine I knew? He bent down to kiss me, but I pulled away. My eyes welled up with tears. Didn't he care about my feelings?
I stormed out of his room, tears beginning to fall down my face, He didn't follow me, try to get me to stay or even apologize. I walked down the hall, not watching where I was going, while wiping away tears. I bumped into a large, solid surface.
"Selphie? What's wrong?" The surface asked, taking me by the wrists and looking down at my tear-stained cheeks.
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Author's Notes: This is the first chapter of my first ever finished FF8 fanfic, "Foolish Heart." Well, the first chapter atleast. Please R&R, it'll help me become a better writer and give me inspiration for the next few chapters.