forum Runaways (One on One))((Reboot because the other one I did died..)) ((Closed))

Started December 26, 2018 by Deleted user

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(could have sworn I answered I'm so sorry!)
Aria smiled "stay like that for a minute." She stood and grabbed her phone from her bag. "Alright 321," she took a picture of the two "yep, I'm keeping that one." She had tons of pictures like this, but one more couldn't hurt. "Now for some good, old fashion, reading."

After she had finished taking the picture, he rolled his eyes at her and the way she constantly took pictures like that. He carefully set down Angel and said, “Alright… For how much I love reading this is actually the part I’ve been dreading.” He nervously laughed, before walking into his living room and going to his desk, where he had piles of stories and poems stacked.

She laughed "why are you nervous? It can't be that bad." She sat on the couch and waited for him to get back. Angel jumped up next to her poised herself on her lap "you wanna hear them to girly?"

“Because!! They are that bad!! And besides.. I’m just afraid you won’t like them…” He sorted through the papers, and found one of his better poems.. Well, by better he meant okayish. He picked it up and took it over to Aria, cringing as he handed it over.

"first off, they're not bad, anything you do is perfect. Secondly, I will love anything you write, even if it has its flaws." She took the paper from him and started to read through the it aloud "Her" it was called.

Dorian went and perched on the arm of the couch, so he could read over her shoulder. He gave her a pointed look and said, “That can be highly debated.. But alright, if you say so…” He began to fidget with a loose string on his pants as she began to read it aloud.

He looked up at him "I do say so." She noticed how close he was to her and it took every fiber in her body not to lean into him.
Her
From where should I begin?
Her eyes, like dark pools of the bluest water, I find myself drowning in them, yet never craving air, only her gaze
Her lips, ones I want to taste, to feel, to endulge in.
….(fluffy stuff to fill in the middle)
I want her to be mine, Gid curse me for being so selfish but I want no one else to have her but me, let me love her, let me tell her that she owns my heart.
her name….

Dorian couldn’t help looking over at Aria as she read the poem. The poem he’d written for her. The poem he had been too afraid to give to her for fear it would ruin their friendship. Now, it was all out in the open. He had frozen completely, and only then noticed that he was holding his breath, waiting to see what she did, waiting for her to reject him.

She slowly put the paper down as if it were a small, fragile child and walked to the bathroom, needing to clear her head "excuse me for a moment." She shut the door behind her
No, it's not about you, you want it to be, but it's not. It's just words coming from his imagination that sound good together. ….oh so beautifully fit together. She composed herself and walked back out. "That was beautiful, truly beautiful Dorian." She said quietly "how do you come up something so….so desirable?"

As she walked off to the bathroom, Dorian felt his heart shatter into trillions of pieces. He knew on some level this would happen, but hoped, pleaded, that it would go differently. When she came back out, he answered, “Oh, thank you.. I just, more or less wrote down my observations, and the feelings I was having… You know, it’s always the smallest things about people, the things they do when they think nobody’s watching, when they’re being truly them, that makes you fall in love with somebody, and I guess I just went from there and described my feelings.” He rambled on, an overall tone of sadness darkening his voice.

She nodded in understanding "I get it, you have no idea how true that is." She looked over at him "so who's the lucky lady?" She asked with a smile

He had to stop himself from gasping. She didn’t know- she didn’t know it was about her. “Oh, c’mon, you know I can’t tell you that.” He tried to dodge the question, looking down.

"please!!! Please tell me! You know I hate it when you keep things from me,. Please!!!" She begged "I wont tell anyone,”she looked at him “please Dorian.”

He sighed, making up his mind. “Alright, fine.. Just, promise me, that no matter what I say, our friendship will stay the same.” He looked back up at her.

"I would never change our friendship, just on who you decide to love." She said honestly I might judge the person that you choose but never you.

“Alright…” He sighed, then locked eyes with her. “It’s you, Aria…” His voice trembled, and he couldn’t stop his shaking hands.

She stood frozen for a few seconds not able to process what he was saying. Finally after a moment of stupidity she smiled and walked over to him "you…like me? Of all the people Dor…..me?" She asked quietly, gently taking his hands in hers, "i love you too."

Dorian lightly squeezed her hands in his own. “Why wouldn’t I love you.. You’re perfect.. No one could ever even compare to you..” He smiled, unable to take his eyes off her.

She looked at him "for stop it…your going to make cry." She whiped a tear from her face "damn it now look what you did." She leaned towards him and closed his he gap between their lips. She pulled away slightly "that's for making me cry." She said with a smile and kissed him again

His face instantly heated up and his pulse quickened as she kissed him, but he let that feeling melt away as he pulled her closer to him, kissing her with the passion he’d held back for years. He nearly forced himself to pull apart from her again. “C’mon angel, don’t you cry,” he quietly sang the lyric from one of his favorite songs as he wiped another stray tear from her face. His hands then slid to her back, wanting to feel her warmth, wanting to have her closer to him.

She leaned in closer, gasping slightly as he kissed her harder "I'm not your cat." She wrapped her arms around his neck. She parted slightly "you owe me now."

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