Author's Note: A SECOND DRABBLE TODAY! Hooray, I'm updating a lot today! (Well, I AM on fall break...)
Anyway, this one is based on my story "Cloudy With a Chance of Major Disaster." You may want to read that, if you haven't already, to get a better understanding of what's going on here. :)
She liked Evan. She really liked Evan. Really.
But the hand she was holding wasn't Evan's.
She thought Evan was the most perfect guy on the face of the planet. He was cute, smart, sweet. Utterly adorkable.
But the hand she was holding wasn't Evan's.
It didn't, couldn't, mean that she liked him again. It was sympathetic, not romantic; he was hurt; she could feel his racing pulse, hear his nervous breathing; she felt pity.
But the hand she was holding didn't make her feel pitiful. On the contrary.
…She didn't really want to sort these muddled feelings out now.
Author's Note: More of Amy's thoughts on her and Ian holding hands in "Cloudy." I've always wanted to expand on it a little in a drabble, and now, I have! Again, hooray!... Wow, I'm hyper. O.o You know what, I'm not even going to ask you guys to review this time. This archive is actually pretty good at reviewing as it is; thanks, guys! :D
~Lily