Alex sat in the small cafe on a chair facing another chair that he begged would be filled within the next five minutes. The fluorescent lighting hurt his eyes, he just wanted it to be over.
She sat down in front of him, wearing a burgundy turtleneck and black jeans. Her hair was washed and placed neatly behind her. She looked into his eyes and then sighed.
"Don't look at me like that, Alex, for fucks sake." There was no awkwardness in her voice, just frustration.
"How do you expect me to look at you, Luna?" He replied with the same tone.
"Not like someone's just shot your fucking dog in front of you." She looked away from him, irritated. Alex stared at her.
"You 'shot my fucking dog in front of me' Luna, metaphorically speaking." He pointed out. She glared at him.
"Yeah well the dog fucking deserved it." She hissed, looking away. Alex slouched in his chair and took in a deep breath. Looking around he could see they were getting a few looks. He decided to stop with the metaphors.
"I'm sorry for what I did to you. I was sorry before but I was also an arrogant prick so I didn't have the balls to say it. I get it now, why you hate me and I'm trying desperately to figure out how to become a good person again." He said quickly. Luna met his eyes again.
"I don't hate you. I just hate what you did because it was unlike you and that frustrated me." She explained. He nodded.
"It's no excuse but I was going through some shit, still am really, and you were like...the only good thing in my life or summat and I didn't really know what to do with it so I did what any self-destructing person would do and I destroyed it." Luna bit her lip, understanding.
"Whatever, it was a long time ago." She brushed it off, causing Alex's eyes to almost pop out of his head.
"That's it? Yesterday you were ready to kick me 'ead in just for looking at you wrong." He pointed out, she shrugged.
"Yeah well I'm over it now." She sounded like a stubborn child and she wasn't making any sense. "I don't want any hard feelings." She added. Alex nodded.
"Good." He let out a deep sigh. Luna stared into his eyes and he stared back. She finally looked away and prepared herself to end it. He looked down.
"So, I guess this is goodbye." She breathed. Alex's head snapped up.
"How comes?" He wondered. There was no doubt that there had been some harsh feelings between them but he didn't want to never see her again.
"Did...Matt not tell you?" Her eyes suddenly looked worried. Alex felt his heart tighten.
"Tell me what?" His voice was small, his throat clutched together. He could barely breathe in anticipation.
"I'm leaving Sheffield. I'm moving to Paris." She said as if it were obviously. Alex felt like his world was falling around him.
"What!" He burst a little too loudly. He lowered his voice into a hiss "Can you even speak French?" Luna rolled her eyes.
"I'm doing a culinary course over there for a year and hopefully I'll pick up the language and maybe even open up a bakery there." She explained. Alex didn't know what to say, he didn't know how to get himself out of this one. He felt like he was going to have another panic attack.
"Luna." He cried out in pain. "Please just stop." He begged. Luna stared at him in shock, she didn't know what was happening.
"What?" She asked.
"You're killing me, Luna." He ran his hair through his hair roughly. She reached over the table and grabbed both of his hands so he wouldn't pull out his hair. He stared at the floor.
"Well, I'm moving in two weeks so if there's anything I can do to not 'kill you' then let me know." She smiled as best she could.
"Don't go to Paris." He looked up, tears in his eyes. Luna looked away and took in a deep breath.
"Alex..." she sighed.
"Please, Luna. Please don't go to Paris." A tear fell from his eye and now people were definitely watching. "Don't leave me again please." He begged. Luna let go of his hands and scoffed.
"That rich coming from you." He grabbed her hands again.
"Please." He clenched his jaw, trying not to embarrass her anymore.
"What are you gonna do if I don't go to Paris, Al?" She wondered, wondering why he didn't want her to go so badly.
"Anything. I'll do anything. I'll be anyone you want me to be. I'll do anything." He pleaded. They were a spectacle now.
"Why? What do you care if I go to Paris?" She asked, beyond confused.
"I'm fucking in love with you, Luna!" He yelled extremely loudly. Luna's eyes widened as she looked around the cafe and saw many people clinging onto the edge of their seats to see what happens next.
"No you're not, you're just confused." She told him calmly. "Alex you haven't seen me in two years and two years ago we were together for about a month. We don't even know each other anymore." He slammed his hand on the table.
"I love you, Luna. I've always been in love with you. I've been in love with you for ten years next September." He informed her. "I've fucked up every relationship I've ever been in because they weren't you, Luna!" More tears fell from his eyes.
"No you didn't, Alex! That's not true!" She yelled.
"Yes it it!" He yelled back.
"You fucking had me Alex! How do you explain that? You had me and you threw it all away!" She screamed, standing up. Alex stood up too.
"Luna, I'm gonna have to ask you leave." The man behind the counter said.
"Yeah, I know Paul. I'm on my way out" she said calmly, leaving. Alex stood there for a moment.
"What are you doing? Go after her." Someone said. Alex turned around to see an old woman. "Don't throw it away again." She advised. Alex blinked at her, nodding.
"Sorry everyone." He said to the rest of the cafe before running after her. Fucking deja vu.
"Luna! Wait!" He yelled after her. She turned around and started storming towards him. Before he knew it, she was shoving him backwards and grabbed him by his shirt.
"I fell in love with you two years ago, Alexander." She confessed. Alex's eyes widened. "You fucked it up and broke my heart." She said straight into his eyes. She took a deep breath. "Now is it not our time. You're hurting and I have to go to Paris." She explained. "Come and find me when you're not heartbroken and looking for someone to comfort you." She let go of him and turned around.
"I'll always be heartbroken when I'm not with you." He yelled after. "You were made to break my heart Luna." He yelled. She turned back around. She didn't listen to their music but she knew that was something he would sing.
"Don't shout your bullshit lyrics at me, Turner. I'm trying to be the bigger person here." She pointed out. Alex sped walked to her.
"I'll follow you to Paris." He suggested.
"I'll get a restraining order." She concluded.
"Just tell me you don't love me and never will again and I'll go." He demanded. Luna looked to the sky.
"Alex..."
"Come on, Luna. You knew when we were teenagers, you knew when I came back and you know now. I won't stop loving you." He pleaded. She looked at his dark brown eyes and felt herself losing the energy to keep fighting him.
"I have to go to Paris, Alex." She explained.
"I'll wait for you. I'll come with you. I'll do whatever you want just tell me you love me." He grabbed her face and she let out a small breath.
"I can't tell you I love you, now." She confessed. "But I can't tell you I won't in the future." She was only being honest. "I don't know this Alex" she put her hands on his chest and pushed him away slightly. "I don't know who you are right now and I don't think you do either."
"But you forgive me?" He asked.
"I forgave you a long time ago" She explained. Alex laughed.
"You have a funny way of showing it." He was still holding her in his hands so she placed hers on top.
"I feel bad for you, Alex." She admitted. "You've been through a lot of shit and I don't want to contribute to that by telling you I love you and then fucking off to Paris." She explained.
"But you did love me?" He asked. She gave him a sad look.
"Once upon a time." She answered. Her heart ached. All she had wanted was Alex to come back and tell her this, this was the worst timing. "I'm going to go to Paris. I think you should take some time and look after yourself and then when you know what you want then go for it." She advised.
"And if I want you?" He asked, desperation in his eyes. Luna sighed.
"Then go for it."