Circle of Love

Disclaimer: Everything that is Star Wars is George's
Anakin and Amidala and Bail are all the same age.


Anakin's beautiful fantasy has just been torn to pieces, everything just happened so quickly he didn't really have the chance to digest it all. How much Padme meant to him or how much she has actually hurt him. He really tried to act cool about this whole thing since Padme seems to be fine about it and just carried their friendship on as if nothing happened. Anakin was lying on his bed when his buzzer rang. "Hello" cracks a dejected Anakin. "Hey, it's me." Padme replies sheepishly. Anakin swings around and looks at his clock. It's already two in the morning, but he honestly doesn't care since he hasn't had a goodnight sleep since he found out. "Yes dear?" Anakin tries to make things sound the way they use to.
"Arghh I don't know what to do." Padme complains.
"What?"
"Bail, I can't stop thinking about him." Padme explains. Anakin feels a sharp pain in his chest cavity, must be the fact that he haven't eaten yet.
"Go call him then." Anakin tries to be as comforting as possible.
"You think I should? What if I wake him, I don't want to make it look as though I am so needy." Padme replies.
"You won't wake him, that never stopped you from calling me in the middle of the night." Anakin replies with a little bit of sarcasm.
"Hahaha, but you are Ani, my pal. This is Bail my..."
"My what?" Anakin doesn't even know why he asked he really didn't want to know.
"The one guy I finally let myself to love. I mean I have had boyfriends but I was never serious about them."
Anakin stopped paying attention after the word, love. "Padme, it's late and I got to go to bed."
"Do you have to? All right then I will see you tomorrow." Padme answers reluctantly.
"Yeah I guess. Goodnight and sweet dreams."
"Night Ani" Anakin waited for a few more seconds to see if she has anything else nicer than a simple 'night' to say, but to his disappointment, that is all he will ever get for the night.