9. Despair was the constant emotion Four felt whenever he thought of Sarah, Paradise and the almost normal life he experienced. Sometimes he would think about if he was just born a simple human boy then he wouldn't experience such despair in his life. He could be with the girl he loved and live a perfectly normal life with her, no Mogs on his tail, no fake identities, and no snarky Six calling him a sappy douche every five minutes.
8. Selfish, self-centered, self-serving, pigheaded, tool, pussy, asshole, jackass, bastard - and a hell of a lot more he'd been called by Six. Apparently it's selfish to just want a normal life with a normal girlfriend, it's selfish to not want to have to run for your life and watch your back all the time, it's selfish that he wished he didn't even have to fight in this damn war he never asked for. And you know what else sucks? Six is complete right.
7. Intense, that's what that moment was like. He was in the middle of an intense war with only he's nerdy human best friend and an intense blonde alien girl for company and he just misses Sarah and the way her kisses tasted like. So he was lonely and Six was bored (or so she said) and he found himself talking to her about Sarah with her rolling her eyes and scoffing at his descriptions. And there he was, describing the taste of Sarah's lips when Six suddenly grabbed his face and gave him the most intense kiss of his life. He doesn't really know why he didn't push her away. She'd later just smirk at him and saunter off.
6. Want, he's not supposed to feel that at the moment. He's not supposed to want Six with all her attitude and anger issues. Sure, she's beautiful- gorgeous really and she did tend to distract him every time she'd tie her hair up and show that long graceful neck. But he shouldn't want her! He had a girlfriend, he had Sarah. And his kind only fell in love once and he already found his one and only.
5. Confused he was. This was one of the moments Four wished his cepan was still around because apparently the man lied about the whole 'just once and only once' thing. If that stuff was true, he'd only be thinking about Sarah and only Sarah. He wouldn't have any confused feelings for Six and her damnably intense kisses. He wouldn't be so confused about this if Henri was here to explain everything. Also he just missed the guy.
4. Lust, that's all it had to be. He was a teenage boy with hormones, alien or not, and that meant it was normal for him to have feelings of lust for girls. It was perfectly normal for him to lust after Six like a drooling, starving hyena. It was lust every time she'd invite him into her tent at night when they were sure Sam was asleep, it was lust when they'd leave Sam at the motel to get 'groceries' and disappear for two hours straight, it was lust when she'd sneak him those dangerous little kisses every time Sam wasn't looking. All of it was just lust.
3. Denial, he had a serious case of because nowadays that's all he could do. He went into denial every time he had to think about Sarah and why he kept continuing doing - whatever it was- with Six. He went into denial every time Sam would ask what was up with him and he was acting so weird. He went into denial when Six would crawl into his bed at night just to cuddle for warmth and he went into denial when he remembered how much he liked it. He went into denial about it all because he couldn't look himself in the mirror anymore.
2. Compare, he'd do it sometimes at night when he would lie awake in bed with Six's soft breathing on his neck and her arms around him. He'd compare the two girls, Sarah and Six, and just think about and how different they were. Sarah was softness, kindness and everything he ever wanted. Six was all attitude, fire and was the force that kept him pushing to fight the odds and win this damn war. It was totally unfair to compare these two polar opposite girls. But he…he loved them both and he knew he had to make a choice.
1. Choose, the very prospect of doing it scared the hell out of him. How could he possibly make the right decision and was he sure that he'd be happy with it? How could he choose? It was almost cruel to have to choose! But then Six just grabbed his hand and placed it on her stomach and her blue eyes spoke volumes. He gaped like a fool at her for a full minute before he swallowed and made his decision.