Finn:
We are laughing.
I haven't kissed her for an hour and its taking every ounce of me not to, but I know she needs it. I know she just needs to laugh.
It's filling my pores and my skin feels so vibrant, so alive.
I want to dance with her, I want to take her off her feet and dance with her until we are both breathless and nothing else in the world matters.
Her scars are a little more obvious to me now, the faint ones show just a little bit more now that I am aware.
I want to kiss them.
She won't let me.
"You don't have to kiss me just because you feel sorry for me." She said when I suggested the idea.
"I'm not kissing you because I feel sorry for you. I'm kissing you because I want to." I replied, watching her eyes as I done so.
She's touching my right hand now, rubbing her thumb over my over my index finger knuckle.
We are sharing breaths and silence and it feels so peaceful that I'm surprised my heart hasn't disturbed the air.
"I'm sorry." She sighs it out whilst resting her head on my right shoulder. "I just get so fucked up sometimes."
I touch her face and feel warmth spread across it as she smiles.
Rae:
My skin is crawling with something.
It wants to feel his rest against mine in a sweaty, sticky slumber because it knows that I now have nothing to hide.
He's seen it all.
Every last scar that bled and ruined my bedroom floor and he hasn't run.
I can still feel his warmth against my cheek as he strokes my hair.
He smells so sweet, like an untouched album CD.
"Why are you sniffing me, Rae?" His smile cracks, his laugh lines paint themselves around his mouth and I just gush.
No, not the between my legs gush but the heart-melt-can't-help-but-split-open-and-bleed-gush!
I tap his nose and he taps mine back, our laughs reaching out from our throats and cracking like electricity in the air.
I feel him like an arrow in my heart.
It's safer to keep a deep wound filled with whatever punctured it than to pull it out.
"There's a certain type of bad I get and this is only a fraction of it. Okay?" He nods. There is nothing more I can say to him to warn him of how drastic it is.
Finn:
"I'm here Rae. I'm real. You can feel me. I'll never go."
(Thank you guys, for reading this :) This wasn't going to be too long. I'm going to write some more fanfiction based on my mad fat diary. Give me some topics and I'll write the best I can. Thank you - A/N)