too.”
“You’re only gonna get in trouble, so why even bother?”
Kneeling down in front of me and bringing his hand up, twisting my face until I’m looking directly at him even though he knows how hard that is for me, he speaks again and he’s so serious there can be no mistaking that he means every word he’s saying.
“I bother because it’s wrong. I bother because you don’t deserve it. I bother because you fucking mean something to the girl I’m head over heels for and Eric, I bother because you mean something to me.”
~*~*~
“Hey.”
Looking up, shaking off the conversation from earlier and raising my hand to block from the sun now beaming directly into my eyes, I struggle to see who’s standing in front of me.
With another thirty minutes to go until my appointment, sitting outside seemed like a better choice than sweating to death inside. Even knowing that she’s seeing the same doctor as me didn’t prepare me for her to be standing here now and speaking to me.
“Uh—hey.”
“You mind if I sit and wait with you?”
“What time’s your appointment?”
“An hour from now.”
Motioning to the rock beside me, letting her know with a simple wave of my hand that she can sit, I open my mouth and blurt out the first thing that comes in my head.
“Why are you here so early?”
Her head dips, her hair falling in her face so I can’t make out her expression and I sit back and wait for her to respond, copying her movements by letting my own eyes fall to the ground in front of me.
“I couldn’t be at home anymore.”
“Why?”
Looking back up as soon as I ask the question I have no business asking, I see her lips go from being slightly raised to completely straight and want to kick myself. This is exactly what I’m talking about. I don’t have a filter. I’ll ask whatever the hell I want and not think about what it might mean to the other person until way after the fact.
Obviously I’ve pissed her off.
“When’s your appointment?” she asks, completely disregarding what I’ve asked. Redirecting. Something I’m the master of.
“Half hour. It was hotter in there then it was out here so I figured I’d kill time out here instead.”
Way to overshare Eric.
“Being at home, it’s too much.” She leans in and whispers. “Figured it would be safer here.”
The way she’s leaning into me, I can feel her breath exhale on my neck. I know she’s only doing it so that no one walking around us can hear her, but she has no idea what it’s doing to me, her being so close. She also has no clue that I’m liking the bubble gum smell coming off her a little too much.
“Can I ask—you something?”
“Sure.”
“Why are you being so nice to me? Why are you talking to me at all?”
If I didn’t see it with my own eyes I wouldn’t believe it’s happening, but she physically flinches at my questions and backs away. The same tight lipped expression from a few seconds ago is back again and this time, her blue eyes are darker.
I’ve definitely pissed her off this time.
She lowers her head and just like she did in the office two days ago, she starts fiddling with her sweater sleeves and it bothers the hell out of me. Right when I’m about to put my hand out to stop her, she jams one of her hands into her pocket and pulling it back out, I see the lighter in her hand.
I know what the lighter means when it comes to this girl. My questions, they’ve obviously pissed her off enough that she’s about to retaliate and there’s no one around that will stop her. She might get caught at school, but there’s nothing stopping her here.
Jumping up from the rock, I start backing away and it’s only when her eyes come up, focusing on me and not the object in her hand that she understands what’s going on.
“Shit! Eric, I’m not gonna do that.”
“Since when?”
“Since,” she pauses and I back up a little more, not sure what’s about to come next, but wanting to be
“You’re only gonna get in trouble, so why even bother?”
Kneeling down in front of me and bringing his hand up, twisting my face until I’m looking directly at him even though he knows how hard that is for me, he speaks again and he’s so serious there can be no mistaking that he means every word he’s saying.
“I bother because it’s wrong. I bother because you don’t deserve it. I bother because you fucking mean something to the girl I’m head over heels for and Eric, I bother because you mean something to me.”
~*~*~
“Hey.”
Looking up, shaking off the conversation from earlier and raising my hand to block from the sun now beaming directly into my eyes, I struggle to see who’s standing in front of me.
With another thirty minutes to go until my appointment, sitting outside seemed like a better choice than sweating to death inside. Even knowing that she’s seeing the same doctor as me didn’t prepare me for her to be standing here now and speaking to me.
“Uh—hey.”
“You mind if I sit and wait with you?”
“What time’s your appointment?”
“An hour from now.”
Motioning to the rock beside me, letting her know with a simple wave of my hand that she can sit, I open my mouth and blurt out the first thing that comes in my head.
“Why are you here so early?”
Her head dips, her hair falling in her face so I can’t make out her expression and I sit back and wait for her to respond, copying her movements by letting my own eyes fall to the ground in front of me.
“I couldn’t be at home anymore.”
“Why?”
Looking back up as soon as I ask the question I have no business asking, I see her lips go from being slightly raised to completely straight and want to kick myself. This is exactly what I’m talking about. I don’t have a filter. I’ll ask whatever the hell I want and not think about what it might mean to the other person until way after the fact.
Obviously I’ve pissed her off.
“When’s your appointment?” she asks, completely disregarding what I’ve asked. Redirecting. Something I’m the master of.
“Half hour. It was hotter in there then it was out here so I figured I’d kill time out here instead.”
Way to overshare Eric.
“Being at home, it’s too much.” She leans in and whispers. “Figured it would be safer here.”
The way she’s leaning into me, I can feel her breath exhale on my neck. I know she’s only doing it so that no one walking around us can hear her, but she has no idea what it’s doing to me, her being so close. She also has no clue that I’m liking the bubble gum smell coming off her a little too much.
“Can I ask—you something?”
“Sure.”
“Why are you being so nice to me? Why are you talking to me at all?”
If I didn’t see it with my own eyes I wouldn’t believe it’s happening, but she physically flinches at my questions and backs away. The same tight lipped expression from a few seconds ago is back again and this time, her blue eyes are darker.
I’ve definitely pissed her off this time.
She lowers her head and just like she did in the office two days ago, she starts fiddling with her sweater sleeves and it bothers the hell out of me. Right when I’m about to put my hand out to stop her, she jams one of her hands into her pocket and pulling it back out, I see the lighter in her hand.
I know what the lighter means when it comes to this girl. My questions, they’ve obviously pissed her off enough that she’s about to retaliate and there’s no one around that will stop her. She might get caught at school, but there’s nothing stopping her here.
Jumping up from the rock, I start backing away and it’s only when her eyes come up, focusing on me and not the object in her hand that she understands what’s going on.
“Shit! Eric, I’m not gonna do that.”
“Since when?”
“Since,” she pauses and I back up a little more, not sure what’s about to come next, but wanting to be
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