I ended the last chapter there because I thought it made a good ending for a chapter and I knew it would annoy you to keep ending of heart-break :p Haha, evil moment ;)

He reached out to take her hand, to try and explain what he did but she pulled back as if his touch was burning hot.

"Elsie…"

"No Mr Carson…please…just leave."

And there it was, Mr Carson. She'd called him Charles earlier when she thought he cared about her but now he'd humiliated her, she reverted back to their formality and wished him to leave.
Her eyes flicked towards the door, she wouldn't repeat what she said, her gaze returned to her lap, silently waiting.
Once again he felt frozen to the spot, he couldn't let her push him away, he couldn't leave, for both their sakes, she would be alone and he would be heart broken. He saw her purse her lips, a sign she was becoming angry, but he could handle it, she'd taken anger and frustration out on him before, he could take it when her outburst ended up upon him, but what he couldn't bear was the thought of her alone with no one to care for her because she had someone to care for her, she just didn't know just how much.

"Please" she hissed through gritted teeth. Gazing to the side, as she let a couple more tears escape her eyes.

"No" he whispered firmly.

She looked up, glaring at him through her hair but looking down quickly.

"Please" this time she was begging, he never thought he would hear her beg, she was a strong willed women who always had authority, and she was now begging him to leave her.

"No, I won't leave you" he shifted onto his knees so he was slightly higher than her, looking straight down at her eyes.

"No please, just go" her voice was becoming more and more quiet but said firmly each time.

"Elsie! I'm not leaving you"

"You need to"

"Well I'm not going to!"

"Please Mr Carson, just leave me!"

"I know why you want me to leave but I won't go." He expected her to reply immediately again but she didn't, she'd fallen silent, he supposed reminding her of what she'd done was not actually a good move.
Her hands had moved to cling onto her arms, once again trying to make herself as small as she could. He leant forward a tightly gripped her hands and pulled them down to rest on her lap, he could feel them gently shaking underneath his.

"Elsie." He paused, waiting for her to look at him. After he hadn't continued she knew he was waiting for her to acknowledge that she was listening. She glanced up through her glistening eyes.

"I'm not leaving" he stated, hoping the more times a reassured her, the more she would calm down.

"Why?" she asked shakily, her voice barely audible, most of her body shaking.

"Because…" I love you was going to be the way he finished that sentence, but why couldn't he say it, she'd just kissed him, was very embarrassed at the presumption he didn't want her advance and now wanted him to leave. Surely that meant she hadn't just wanted it as a source of comfort?
No, he was imagining that because he wanted that to be the reason. Of course in his mind he would love to think she returned his feelings but it was impossible, why, he couldn't tell you, but to him it would be impossible.

"Why?" she repeated, holding her breath in anticipation, he had a reason he just wasn't telling her for whatever reason.

All words had caught in his throat, he had no idea how he was supposed to answer her in a way that wasn't purely the truth, he didn't want to lie to her but she'd had enough life changing news without needing his confession as well.

"Because…I want to help you" Not a bad choice of words he thought, though she could take it as he thought she was feeble and unable to help herself, which at the present moment may have been true but stubborn as she was, she wouldn't accept that.

"That's why you're here?" her voice seemed to hold so much anticipation, or was he imagining all of this? She sounded as if she knew what he had been going to say and was now waiting for him to say it. Or he was imagining it.
The voices in his head were shouting many things at him, some saying she clearly wanted him to stay with her, some saying she knew she'd overstepped the line and needed him to leave for her sake.
One voice constantly reminding him that she was his colleague and friend, nothing more and he needed to remember and respect that in her time of need.

But one voice, the voice he kept hearing above the rest, told him she hadn't kissed him out of comfort and needed him to reassure her that he hadn't pulled back because he didn't want to kiss her.
He very much wanted to kiss her, he wanted to feel her lips again or else the brief memory would torture him through the early hours of the morning.

"Not just that"

They both knew they were avoiding making the first move to admit something, gently coaxing it out of the other, though neither of them knew where on earth they stood anymore.

"What then? Charles." He closed his eyes, a smile drifting over his lips, that accent, the way she said his name, it warmed his heart, gradually pulling the pieces back together.

"I want to comfort you, make sure you're ok" he could feel his voice cracking from the long periods of silence combined with his forced confession that he knew would only hurt them both.

"Think I'm a long way from ok" she smiled so sadly and looked back down at the floor.

"I wanted to let you know I'm here for you" now he was admitting things without her having to ask him, how far would he go, would he be able to control himself before he said something he couldn't take back.

"I know you are," she squeezed his hands.

He noticed they'd unknowingly become much closer again, her knees were still just on top of his, her head close enough for the lavender to drift over.

"I'm always here" he dared to look at her again, as she did the same, her eyes appeared to be returning to their normal colour, the evidence of her tears was still clear though a dim sparkle was visible, but it was her eyes, just her eyes at such close proximity, the deep blue he never dared to be this close to.

"I wouldn't want you anywhere else" she managed, only just managing to speak through her short breaths.

"I'd never want to be anywhere else" but he'd cracked, he felt his own tears begin to fall down his cheeks, all the voices, all the emotions, he couldn't make sense of it, he loved her so much.

Upon seeing his own tears, it shocked her enough to cause her own once again, she hadn't thought she had any left in her but her best friend, so sad by the sight of her in this state, it scared her.

They looked at each other, both in tears, both so unhappy, breathing fast, unsure where to go from there.

He leant forward and his lips captured hers, their tears meeting one another on their cheeks, he pulled her close, closer than she'd been when he was just holding her, as close as he could get her. Her arms were tightly around his neck while his were around her waist and on her shoulder, entwining his fingers in her hair.
They broke apart and she sat curled up on his lap, his arms so tightly around her as he let his tears, now of happiness, fall into her hair while she held his hand over her heart, the heart that now belonged to him.

There you go, he got over it ;) This made me cry to write so part of me hopes it made you cry to read (in the nicest possible way.)

Epilogue next or another chapter first?

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Just got to go and concentrate on some last minute work for tomorrows exam, eeep. Wish me luck ;)