Chapter Sixteen - In Love

I miss her. I miss Sami. Her fun company is gone. Now I'm stuck with Pan constantly trying to soothe me and keep me from trying to find her. This is what I get for wanting to be with Peter Pan. I get the evil one.

I walk around in the forest. I'm not looking for Sami. I'm letting all my anger out. I have my sword with me. I'm pretending I'm slicing at Pan, angry.

My sword slices through the air, all my anger being let out in my furious swipes. Suddenly my sword hits something else. Sharp. Silver. Glinting in the dark of Neverland. I see his grin. "Nice swipe, darling."

I roll my eyes. "Oh, great. You're here."

"Glad you enjoy my company." He lets his sword down. "I see you're angry. Want a fight?"

"Fine." I give the first swipe, and he easily deflects it. I get ready to swipe again, but I swipe at nothing. He's not in front of me.

"Faster, darling," I hear his whisper in my ear. He's behind me. Damn teleport. I whip around, the fight going on again. I fight with all my strength, until I'm backing up. He deflects my sword right out of my hand. I move to get it back, but he pins me against a tree, throwing his knife down. He pins my arms above my head, smiling at me.

For some reason, I don't resist. I feel soothed. Comforted. His grin is infectious, his lips dangerously close to mine. My breath is fast and deep, realizing what is happening just as his lips crash against mine.

My heart beats so fast and so hard I bet Pan can hear it as he kisses me. He is kissing me. Peter Pan is kissing me. I never thought I would see the day when I would be kissed by Peter Pan. But I forget all his lies, his annoyance he makes me feel. I revel in this...this love. I'm in love with him. I am in love with Peter Pan. I don't care how evil he is.

He releases my hands and I wrap my arms around his neck. I feel him scoop me up in his arms. I don't fight it. I don't fight any of it. I know I've been crushing on him the past week and a half. But I don't care.

We kiss for so long I don't remember the passage of time. And who cares? Why should I care about passage of time when I'm in a place where time stands still? I am perfectly content with staying here forever.

I feel him pull away, and I open my eyes to his smile. "Oh, darling..."

I don't say anything. I smile back and let him carry me back to the treehouse.

Our treehouse.