I gave a big smile to Fio. Ya, no doubt about it, I looked like a idiot. But I love making her feel better. The way she looks when she's conquered something, the way she hesitates about most things, the way she looks when she feels happy, the way she smiles at me when I'm being weird, the way that I feel when I'm the only one she wants to be there. Yah, she wanted me now, if she wanted someone else she would ask me to get them, but she didn't. She truly wanted me to comfort her. And by the smile on her face, I know I did good.
But I knew this wasn't about me right now. Soo... I stood up and put my hand out for her.
"Huh?" She asked, slightly pouting.
"You need to go to him." I said dramatically as if I was in a soap opera.
She giggled and grabbed my hand. "Your and idiot."
"Your idiot?" I questioned.
"Ya... My idiot." She happily sighed as we walked back to Logan.
I knocked on the door and I heard light sniffling. That boys crying!? Haha, I see the effect Fiona has on people. From ALL perceptions.
Logan finally came, he was a quick one to recover from looking like he cried. The only indication was his eyes were slightly puffy. And yes, I know how his normal eyes are. They're a nice pare eyes too. They're big, and with medium eyelashes... hey the only reason I care, is cause they remind me of Fiona's, so there will be no shipping.
I gave him a curt nod, and pushed Fio in there. She looked back a moment with worried eyes, but closed the door.
The brief moment before Logan made me close the door I looked at Luke with a worried glance.
Logan harshly grabbed my hand and pulled me over to the couch.
"What the fuck!" He yelled.
"I-i um... I'm scared. I'm scared to admit I love you." I sighed.
At this moment I thought his reaction would ease, but he still looked angry and intimidating.
"I've been thinking." He said bluntly.
"About what." I said quietly.
"I don't think I can do this." He said gesturing to me.
"Y-you mean we... We're breaking up?" I stuttered.
"Oh no, what I'm saying is, I cried Fiona. I cried. And this 'you and me' thing isn't working. I don't think it's me, I think it's you. Now that I think about it, it's defiantly not me. I have been the one in control of all of my relationships, and I've never been dumped or hurt. So while I was crying I realized our relationship, needs to be like the ones I've had before. I'm in control, and you simply just love the fact that I am." He said harshly but as if I was dumb.
"Excuse me who the hell do you think you are! You-" I was about to finish but he slapped me.
"Listen Fiona, this is MY relationship now. And don't think about telling Luke or anything. Cause guess what he isn't really there for you. He just wants to be your first fuck!" He said harshly.
"Bye Logan!" I said as I ran pass him and out of the room.
And there he was. Luke. Now I know I shouldn't listen to that horrid boy, but what if Luke really just wanted to be my first. I know, I know, it makes no sense. But when someone says it... I don't know, you question.
"Fiona, what's wrong?"
I pointed to the door behind me as I hit the ground sobbing.
Luke ran over and slouched beside me. He grasped me in his long arms, and held me.
"He slapped me Luke." I cried.
"He-he what!" Luke whispered/yelled. I could feel his jaw tighten against my head, and his fist clench to the back of my shirt.
"I'll kill him." He said trying to stand, but I pulled him down. But in the background I could hear things being crashed in the room, that recently held bad memories.
"Luke, people will find out and it will give you a bad wrap." I sighed.
"I don't give a shit, Fiona he slapped you. He deserves to be hit." He said looking back at the door then to me.
"But-but it's all cause of me, and my dumb insecurities." I sobbed harder.
I couldn't hear this any more. I pulled Fiona up and dragged her to the car waiting outside. None of the boys or girls were there yet, but I txted then to come in 5 minutes.
Fiona sat across from me, as I just starred at her. I brought my thumb to her face and wiped away some tears.
"Fio, you may have some insecurities that doesn't give him the right to slap you for them. He supposed to love you and love all of your insecurities he supposed cherish them and he supposed to try to fix them with love. Not with abusive ways. Like I did. I'm like I always will." I smiled, especially towards the end I felt so proud of my sentimental moment. I'm not always awkward, I can be sweet and sentimental too.
"I love you Luke." She sniffled. I love that she said love. I loved her when she cried. I loved insecurities and I loved her very much as well.
"I love you too Fio." I whispered.
She starred at me some more. Next thing I know her face was closer to me? Closer. Closer. CLOSER. Now I found myself moving in as well. My lips slowly connected, to hers. This was more than any of our little 'friendly love' kisses. This one was passionate. She slowly detached. Giggling at herself.
"I'm sorry." She sighed.
"Don't be." I reassured.