The usual stuff, busy with violin, archery and family :) read, comment and vote :D
Enjoy ♥
_________________________________________________________________________
“I knew that you were attracted to me” Aiden smirked as I realised what I had just done.
“Hmph, conceited as always.” I scoffed, not wanting to inflate his already huge ego while the rest of the guys just gave me sceptical looks.
Letting go of his arm. “Summer, you know you want me” He leaned in to my ear and said those words huskily.
That tone. The feeling of his breath against my ear…
I reflexively pushed him away, though my face gave way of my embarrassment and the effect that he had on me.
Then it started to rain. And I saw these images in my head again. This time more gruesome. The wreckage of a car crash.
It had no relevance to me, I feel. It’s a normal car crash like any other. But why does the rain always bring forth these images?
********************
“Rain has always got me feeling melancholic” I said as we walked into the living room, we narrowly escaped the heavy downpour. “I can’t explain it.” I continued as I recalled the images.
“Why is that so?” Aiden asked as he brushed off the rain drops.
“Strange or cliché as it seems, whenever it rains, I would get this flashback.” I said sitting down, motioning for him to do the same. “It’s always of a car accident, growing unconsciousness and a stranger approaching the vehicle. Waking up in an unfamiliar place, a hospital as it seems…a silent nurse and a social worker, a home with many children and a wealthy couple bringing the girl away. It seems like a movie I saw in the past or something…”
“Summer, it doesn’t sound like a movie. It sounds more like memories…maybe it’s those that you’ve forgotten?”
“I…have no idea….I know I’m not an Ellery but whether those are really memories or not. Couldn’t the Ellery tell me why I was at the orphanage or something? Whenever I tried to ask about it they’d go ballistic or use the ‘Why-you-want-to-know-Aren’t-you-happy-with-what-you-have?’ ploy… It seems that they don’t want me to know about my birth parents…” I felt exasperated, remembering the occasions where I tried asking but it never got me to where I want.
“Maybe they’re afraid you’d run off and disappear once you know”
“Aiden, do I look like the type to take off and run?”
“….” *looks at me somewhat doubtingly
“Aiden…”
“I’m just kidding Summer. Relax, breathe ~hee hoo hee~ you know?” his hands were moving to the breathing exercise, which is very odd and ridiculous at the same time.
“It’s not as if I’m pregnant you know.” I replied swatting him in the arm, hoping that he’d stop.
“You don’t have to be pregnant to breathe”
“Yeah but you should be pregnant if that’s your normal breathing.” Sighing, I slumped further into the sofa “Why are we talking about this in the first place? I mean, I just want to find my birth parents, is that so wrong?”
“Well, you could come across something that you wouldn’t like or something you wouldn’t want to know.”
“I’ve considered that, but it feels as if there’s a part of me that’s missing. It’s almost as if I don’t fully know who I am…” twiddling my thumbs, I’m still wondering why I’m telling Aiden these things. I hadn’t really talked to Addy and Izzy about this…
And yes I take that long in trusting people with my inner thoughts.
A hand around my shoulders pulling me to him disrupted my train of thoughts. Blanking out, I was now resting against him comfortably. With an arm around my waist, the skin under my shirt felt hot from his warmth and touch.
He held my hand as he said “Regardless of you find yourself to be, I still love you the same. I wish that I was a part of you though…” the last part a little wistfully.
Registering what he just said, I sat up straight as a bolt and leaned on my side of the sofa. My hands covering my face, I’m seriously blushing right now; I can even feel the heat coming off of my ears! Oh my God this is not healthy for my psyche, somehow, one way or another…
He said he loves me! Not freaking like but LOVE!
What am I to do?
What about my conviction? So what, I believe in love now?
Can one guy really change that much of what I believe in?
God, a sign would be nice….
*crickets creaking away….
WTH, what am I expecting anyway…
Aiden’s POV
The way she feels in my arms, in this case arm, is as if her body fits perfectly to mine.
Holding her hand, it felt right, there and then. Regardless of who she was, her dance had shown me all I needed to know. I love her for that, she had me going nuts that day and a half, if only she’d let me be a part of her as well.
Telling her that, leaving a few stuff out cause it’s too God damned embarrassing, I don’t know if it was the right thing to do…I mean, I accidentally sent her to the other edge of the sofa where she won’t let me hold her…
But I think I see her ears turning red…
At least my message got through to her.
Or confession on a more accurate note, I think I accidentally stressed her out though. She must be thinking of how to react.
“You don’t have to reply me now Summer. Don’t worry” I assured her, ruffling her hair like usual “Take things in your own pace, I respect that.”
Still blushing, she nodded furiously, sending her already messy hair messier.
She looked like a cat when she was smoothing her hair back to place.
Looking out the window, “Summer, look, the rain stopped” in place of the clouds is the setting sun…
“Yeah, it did” she said, a smile forming at her lips.
Getting off the sofa and stretched, I looked to her and said “I should get going Summer”
The moment I said that, she had this expression on her face, the eyes that locked onto mine was of longing, as if she didn’t want me to go…
Is that possible? She had been running from me since the beginning.
God! No other guy should be allowed to see this expression of hers. I swear, there and then I want her. So badly. If only it was time. I think I made it harder for myself when I asked her
At my limit, I can only insist that I go back and cool off, I mean, I can only handle so much for today.
Then I realized…
“Summer…you’re not wearing contacts”
Stunned and surprised she looked up to face me “You could tell I was wearing contacts?!”
“Yeah, I knew you were wearing them…”
“I mean with my natural eyes people think I’m wearing contacts! Not the other way round!” she cried out with disbelief.
Sitting back down next to her, I stared into her eyes. They were blue with green flecks, then as they got to the outer rim of her iris, the colour darkened to a brown…
“You have beautifully stunning eyes Summer. You don’t have to hide them” I smiled, brushing her fringe behind her ear. She’s always hiding behind her long hair… Honestly, I didn’t know that someone could have eyes like these; I could look into them for hours but Summer, feeling awkward of my touch and my staring, started blushing so I had to turn away.
Clearing my throat “I think I should get going now…” removing my and reminded myself that I should go back before I do something that I might regret later.
Ruffling her hair enjoying the feel of it through my fingers, I said bye and headed for my car.
I’m not expecting an answer right now but I do hope that I get an answer…