(AN) I wanted to give you guys a New Year's present too, but I got super ultra busy and never got the time to write it :-( So does is something that's going to appear in WotR far in the future, from a chapter entitled "New Years Eve."
New Years Eve
I entered the smoky bar, my heart racing a million miles in my chest, so hard I thought my ribs would break and it would jump right through my skin, running into the dance floor and getting itself trampled underneath the sea of elaborate, alien like dancers.
He wasn't dancing. He was sitting by himself, in a void of empty space, staring moodily at the table. People skirted around him, put off by his very vibe, even if they didn't understand why. I walked forward, a few steps into the room, and his head snapped up immediately. His eyes landed on me, I could feel them.
They scorched my skin, set sparks tingling down my arms and into my fingers, my heart lurched unevenly and for a moment, a glorious, inescapable moment, I couldn't breathe. I wanted to run to him, throw myself at him, and drown in his eyes.
"Why are you here?" He asked. I couldn't hear the exact words, but I knew his mouth was forming the words, the pout of the o, the crescendo of the a. A sweet song only I knew.
"You're right, I'm always running away." I whispered. I knew he heard every word. He stood then, making his way through the crowd, brushing them aside like insignificant insects until he was right in front of me. My fingers reached out, twisting his shirt and wrinkling it.
"This'll change everything, what I'm about to say…" I began, my eyes burning with stinging tears. "We could die, you could die. I can't…"
"I love you so much, I don't care if I die." He said carelessly.
That was the first time I knew fear.