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WORD COUNT: 270
WARNINGS- angst, unknown POV
RATING- PG
Maybe, Someday
I walked to your house, and my heart was thumping. I'd thought about everything I wanted to do with you, to you, but I just couldn't.
I like you so much, I'm afraid to make a move. I'm afraid if I do, you'll push away. We're going out, and I'm probably expected to do such things, but it's just so scary…
I ring on your doorbell and I hear you scramble to open the door. I can hear you mumbling when you can't open it, the lock always sticks on you.
You fling it open, and there's a big smile on your face. We laugh about your door-problems. We head to your room, and I close the door behind me, we always do, not like there's anything we do behind those doors.
I help- well, do- your government homework while you do your English. You hate Romeo and Juliet. You have to memorize lines to say in front of the class. I don't know how that will go, with your stage fright.
We watch TV too, and you tell me how your favorite singer cut his hair. He's still hot though.
I sat there for an about two hours, and the whole time, I wanted to hold your hand, cuddle next to you, kiss you. But I didn't. I couldn't. The foot of space between us felt like miles. So I just talked to you, made you laugh, kept my distance.
Maybe… maybe it'll be different later. Maybe, someday, I'll be able to grab your hand and kiss you, telling the world that we're together. Maybe…
This is based on a true experience with me… Really personal stuff. Anyways, please review!
