A/N
I'M SO SORRY! I'M SO SORRY! I'M SO SORRY!
I read everyone's reviews and I felt like crying.
I can't believe that time got away from me this badly. I never forgot about Add and Aisha though! I promise! So here is the LONG overdue chapter!
Better late than never right? (Insert nervous face here)
Oh, and I'm really sorry. ENJOY!
(By the way, bolded type is when one of them is thinking. I tried to make it obvious who was who but I thoroughly apologize if it gets confusing)
Aisha locked herself in her room for the rest of the night, not being able to face Add.
"Aisha?" Ara knocked on her door, "Are you alright? You never came out for dinner," her voice oozed with concern.
Poor Ara, Aisha thought. I've made her worry so much. What a friend I am... She frowned and stood up to go to the door. I better let her know that I'm okay.
She stared at her feet as she opened the door, "I'm fine Ar-"
Add quickly grabbed Aisha and clamped his hand over her mouth. "Don't scream," he whispered in her ear and looked around to make sure that he hadn't woken any of the others.
His whisper sent a chill down her spine, but she refused to let him see how he affected her, "Mmm!" she struggled.
A smile crept onto Add's face, amused by her attempt. "Good girl," he pet her and pulled her back into her room.
He took his hand off of Aisha's mouth and she gasped, "What was that for?! And what happened to Ara?!"
Add smirked, "I'm a technical genius. You really think that it's above me to create a simple voice modulator program with my dynamos?"
She glared at him and pouted, "What do you want Add?"
His smirk faded and a slight frown replaced it, "Why have you been locked in your room all night?"
She flopped onto her bed and buried her head into a pillow, "Why does it matter?" her voice was muffled.
I've never seen her so... defeated before, Add slowly made his way towards her. "Because you should never be sad like this," he said lowly, as if someone else could hear them.
"I... I'm not sad," I'm totally sad. But he shouldn't have to worry about me.
But maybe he wants to.
Or maybe he just wants to be a good friend.
Maybe I'm just over thinking all of this...
Aisha had an internal battle with herself and groaned, pushing her head further into the pillow.
Add cautiously placed his hand gently on her back, "Well you're not happy like the Aisha that we all know and love so what's wrong?" Did I just say the L word? Add's eyes widened as he replayed his words. Dammit! I demand a redo!Love is not a word that I use!
Aisha squirmed under his touch. "Add, why do you even care?" she frowned at her own words. She hated to be so harsh to him, but she couldn't take the constant back-and-forth still going on in her mind:
He couldn't care about you Aisha...
Then why is he here?
I assure you I don't know!
Well it means that he at least wants a booty call or something.
EXCUSE ME?!
Oh don't even act all innocent. You know that you wouldn't deny him.
You don't know that!
If I've thought about it, then so have you. Have you forgotten that we're the same person?
I-I... I don't know how I share a conscience with you!
Aisha began banging her head into her pillow. Add growled and turned her over, pinning her hands above her head, "What the hell is wrong with you?! Why are you acting like this?!" he seethed, pushing her further into the bed.
She stared at him like an innocent doe, confused, just being snapped out of her own thoughts. "W-what?" He narrowed his eyes at her and flicked her forehead. "Ouch! What was that for?!" she shouted.
"I was trying to get you out of whatever world you were in. Because whatever it was, it wasn't this one, and it was really annoying," he got off of her, sitting on the bed and crossed his arms. "Now tell me what's going on with you."
She sat up too and held her pounding head, "Erm, just a headache." Well it wasn't a complete lie.
"Bullshit," he turned directly to her. "Aisha, look me straight in the eyes and tell me what's wrong." She tried to look down at her lap, but he stopped her by lifting her chin up with his index finger. "Look at me," he whispered, suddenly closer to her than she remembered.
Blood rushed to her cheeks and she tried to move away from him, only to hit her headboard. Why is it that every time someone desperately needs to escape that their back is against the wall?! Why must the universe conspire against us unlucky souls?! She hesitantly lifted her eyes to his and immediately regretted it. His intoxicating pink eyes glowed in the dimly lit room.
What time is it...? Did I really lose track of time this much while I was avoiding Add?
You choose to focus on that now?!
"There you go again," he chuckled humorlessly and shook his head. "I wish that I could know what was going on in that head of yours," he brushed a strand of her hair behind her ear.
"A-Add?" Aisha stuttered. His eyes flickered back to hers in response. "What are you doing?" she whispered and broke eye contact with him again.
Add placed his hands on both sides of her and sighed, "I don't know anymore," he hung his head. "UGH!" he slammed his fist into the headboard, "Aisha just tell me what's wrong with you! It's what happened earlier isn't it? I knew that I shouldn't have-"
"Add?" Aisha's soft voice made him stop his tantrum. He stayed with his head down, breathing heavily.
"Sorry," he whispered.
"You were right."
His eyes snapped up to her, "What?"
She blushed having his intense eyes so focused on her, "W-what happened earlier. That's why I've been so... different."
"Oh," he nodded his head in understanding and moved his hands away from the sides of her. "Aisha?"
"Y-yeah?" his stare held her eyes unwillingly to his.
"Don't hate me for this," he collided his lips into hers.
Aisha tensed, not expecting to feel so warm from the innocent contact, but it was like a fire was lit in the pit of her stomach. She was about to wrap her arms around his neck and make their contact not-so-innocent when he pulled away slowly, much to Aisha's disappointment. Add stayed close to Aisha though, their heavy breath mingling (heavy despite the fact that kids in junior high have done more than they had).
"I just... needed to know what it was like to kiss you. Just once," his mouth was now right next to her ear again, sending more tingles through her body.
Aisha took a deep breath and puffed her chest out slightly, "Well why just once?" she tried to make her voice sultry.
Aww, she's so cute when she's trying to be sexy, Add smirked and furrowed his eyebrows, showing both his confusion and pleasure. "What do you mean?" he made his voice husky to taunt her.
She gulped, "I-I mean that... W-well what happened earlier... What I meant was..."
"You gonna finish any of those sentences?" Add propped himself on his elbow and stared at Aisha, amusement dancing in his eyes.
Aisha tried to stay tough (which was playing out much better in her head than it was in reality). "Earlier. When we were on our mission." She spoke in short sentences hoping that it would keep her from messing up. "I was afraid that..." she couldn't contain a single tear that fell, "You would regret it."
Add was no longer amused. His expression fell, "What would I regret?"
"W-well," she started playing with her fingers in nervousness, "I-it seemed like... We were gonna... kiss," she whispered, embarrassed.
Add moved closer to her, "And you thought that I would regret that?"
"Of course. I mean, you're so... And I'm so..." she gestured wildly with her hands to try and signify the words that she couldn't seem to find.
He smiled warmly at her, "If anyone should have been worrying about regrets, it should have been me. Because you're right. You're just so... And I'm so..." They laughed together.
"You're perfect," Aisha whispered suddenly, smiling at her words, finally being free to express her feelings.
"Funny," he lifted her chin up again so he could see her lively eyes that he adored, "I was just about to say the same thing about you."
Their lips connected, as if a lock had just found its long lost key to finally open it, revealing the treasures locked away. Their was no dispute in either one's mind, that they never wanted to be locked away ever again.
A/N
Sorry if the ending was a bit confusing. The inspiration for it was the term "lip-locking" so that may help it make more sense if you think about it like that.
But anyways... There's that! Tell me if you think I should make more chapters and happily... attempt it!
Good morrow!
I'm goin' to bed now!
