"Thor, he's too protective, I don't even understand why he bothers," he said, this whole situation had probably been going on for a while if he was getting this upset about it.

"He bothers because he cares Loki, why else?" I surprised myself by saying this comment, which actually sounded smart.

He looked up at me surprised too, "You're right I guess, but I don't know, I just feel like I know him too well."

It happened too quickly for me to even react. He put his warm hand into mine. Squeezed it. My body went limp, "Thanks Ellie," he whispers tenderly.

I was too scared to even move my hand in case he let go. He didn't though. He pulled me into his bedroom.

"Ellie, there's something about you. You're naturally shy and quiet. Which, frankly, I don't like in people, I used to always think it meant they were weak. Until I met you. You were so shy and nervous but you definitely weren't weak. If you were at all weak I wouldn't have fallen for you so hard." I looked up to him, squeezed his hand and leant into his warm chest. No hug any of my closest friends or family could have given to me would have been half as good as this. He put his arm around me and we just stood there. It could have gone on for hours. I've been waiting ten years for this, and my God it's worth the wait. Loki, you evil bastard.

After a while my feet began to hurt and I pulled away. Loki had just the most amazing look on his face. A sweet smile, it wasn't his cheeky one, no it was more emotional, his eyes were sparkling with happiness. I bet my face was pretty much the same as his.

"Well."
Loki chuckled, and patted me on the back. I gave him a weird look? Why was he patting my back like I was a six year old being congratulated on winning a running race? Loki looked positively evil, I was sure he was about to do something to me.
"Don't look so terrified Ellie," he whispered into my ear.

"Don't look so evil Loki," I whispered back into his ear.

"Come on let's go downstairs," he cried out suddenly, taking my hand and literally pulling me down the stairs.
"Why the sudden enthusiasium?" I asked, just slightly confused.

"I think Selly should have taken care of my brother, we should have dinner or something."
"Dinner?" I look down at my watch, amazed at how the time flew by, "Loki, its 12am now, I don't think it's dinner time anymore," I said cheekily.

"Midnight snack then, just the two of us, Selly's probably gone up to bed now, sounds good?" he whispers.

"Yeah, I think it's about time I have a midnight feast with someone else, I tend to always have them at home by myself, and well, it gets kind of lonely sometimes," I confessed.

"You mean to say you don't have any friends?" he asked, genuinely surprised.
"No, I have friends, just I live by myself, that gets kind of lonely."
"You have one more friend now you know?" he said, smiling.
"Yes! Although you wouldn't classify me as a friend would you? Not after what happened upstairs?" I enquired, smiling just at the memory of what happened.

We both sit in silence for a few minutes thinking about it. I blurted out, "So do you actually like me? Or are you just pretending because you feel sorry for me or something?" I had been doubting this for ages. Even if I really didn't believe that he couldn't like me, something was always eating up my mind like this.

"If you're daft enough to think I don't like you then I don't like you, but I reckon you're cleverer than that."
"Will this prove to you I like you?" he whispers, close to my ear. He kisses it gently. My spine tingles. God dammit Loki. He pulls me into him and hugs me, like back in the bedroom except this time it seems different, better. Better because we're more sure of ourselves.

"..Why?.." I manage to whisper.
"Why what?" he whispers back.
"Why do you have to… do this..?" I am struggling to even get words out.

I can feel him smirking and he chuckles quietly. Damn you. I pull myself out of his grasp and take his hand again. We go back downstairs. To the lounge room with the big couch. The tea cup is still on the table. That seems like ages ago when in fact it was only a couple of hours before. So much has changed since then.

I grab the TV remote which is under the coffee table and switch the TV on. Loki gives me an odd look, he'll soon find out why I'm doing this. I switch to the movie channel and pick a movie which I think will be perfect for background noise.
Loki wrinkles his nose, "We're not watching crap TV, please Ellie."

"We're not going to, it's just background music," I say and then smile.

He looked slightly worried, "What if Selly is still up, what if she comes in?"

I feel hurt by these words, "Why would you care Loki?"

"I don't care about her, Ellie I care about you," he looked into my eyes and I knew he was telling the truth, "but I know she would care, and I hate to see her upset, it makes me upset too, not in that way, I just feel like she's my sister," he said, trying to get me to understand.

"Okay, well why don't you go check if she's asleep then?" I asked.

Loki shrugged, "No, it's okay, I'm sure it's fine," he looked more like he was trying to convince himself instead of me.

I sat down on the couch and he put his arm around my waist. He was squeezing it really tightly and I felt dizzy even though I was sitting down. He kept glancing towards me, checking to see if I was happy, and of course I was. We even ended up watching that movie. A romantic one of course. We shared our first kiss, my first kiss, at the same time as the movie characters did. I felt like I was a movie character myself. Loki was absolutely amazing. I knew I could never forget him. I didn't know if we were going to last forever but I really hope so.

At about 2am I decided I should probably head home, I couldn't stay the night. I think that would have been going way too fast and besides I had work tomorrow and I couldn't wear the exact same clothes. People notice things at work, rumours spread fast and I didn't want a thousand questions about my new date. Not that I didn't want anyone to know, in fact I wanted to shout it on the rooftops with Loki, and then perhaps kiss after… , but it was too much of a hassle for people at work to know.

And now we get back to the start of the story. Where I've got one extra contact in my phonebook and my phone provider just texted me. When I get home I text my sister Bree and tell her I'm no longer single. I didn't tell Dad as I thought that would be too weird, especially as he doesn't really get texting and I'd rather tell him face to face anyway. Every moment I spent with Loki felt like a dream. I just really hope it isn't a dream. If it was I'd just spend the rest of eternity sleeping.

That night I dreamed about his warm body next to mine on the couch, his gorgeous face leaning in to kiss me. I woke up in the morning feeling heavenly. Life would have been perfect at this moment if I didn't have to go to work. I check my phone for any messages and smile when I see one. From my sister, of course.

YOU'RE KIDDING AREN'T YOU!? It says, I can tell that she'd been jumping around the house when she found out the news. I smile and send a Nope, you'll have to meet him.

I know that I'm not going to see Loki at the shop at lunch break but I still head down there, just in case. He's not there, of course, so I just grab the usual and sit down. I notice that the table was cleaned up but not the coffee cup. It's still lying underneath the table. Feeling sentimental already, I picked it up and put it into my handbag.

"So I'm taking it you got a date with that guy, you two were eye-shagging each other you know?" he grinned over at me.

My mouth dropped open, I hadn't even stopped to think if anyone else had noticed our staring episode yesterday.
I offered him a simple, "Yes." And I got up and left the store.

All day I didn't receive a text, a call, or even flowers specially delivered to my work (I knew I was dreaming with that one, Loki didn't even know where I worked). Nothing came though. I was a tad worried but I brushed it off, assuming he was working.

At the end of the day I returned home and turned on the TV to the news station. A reporter was standing in front of a skyscraper, the headline said "Stark Tower security compromised". I turned up the volume, the Stark Tower was one of the biggest buildings in New York, no one was allowed in their without permission of the owner, Tony Stark, whom no ordinary citizen of New York has claimed to have met. For the security of that building to have been sliced, the person who did it was obviously very powerful or skilled. I felt a little shiver at the thought of this. Hearing about this headline made me want to see Loki even more again.
I squinted at the TV, there was something weird in the sky. Was it… a person… it looked like one, except he was in the air, he wasn't falling down. So somehow… he was flying… After a few seconds he disappeared off the screen. That was weird.