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Post by Kira & Lee Norris on Oct 1, 2007 17:41:41 GMT
Lee smiled, and with a flourish, pulled a long-stemmed rose out of the air, and passed it to her. "For you, m'dear," he winked. "It matches your hair."
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Post by Will Wright on Oct 1, 2007 17:50:55 GMT
Will took the rose from him, dumbstruck. Nobody ever did anything like that for her. Her heart felt like it was floating. "Th...thanks, I think!" she couldn't think of anything else to say. She fiddled with her hair for a moment and but the rose through it to hold it up. "Looks stupid I know, but I like doing stupid and abnormal things!" she grinned.
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Post by Kira & Lee Norris on Oct 1, 2007 18:00:59 GMT
"It's fine," laughed Lee. "It's pretty- oh, hang on a sec..." Coming round to the other side of the table, he leant forward to fix the rose in her hair, making sure it was straight. "That should be it," he said, taking his hand away from her.
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Post by Will Wright on Oct 1, 2007 18:08:44 GMT
His touch is making me melt. Will go for it, do it now. No what if- Just do it! But what if Anto- He won't I can't. You can, She spun on her seat and sat up a bit. His lips were smooth. She didn't realise what she was doing until it was too late. She quickly pulled back and spun around again, trying to avoid his questioning eyes. She was about to go away when he grabbed her and spun her around to face him. She looked straight into his eyes. "Sorry, I wasn't thinking straight," she looked down at the floor while saying this. I am so stupid. God that was good! No it wasn't. Yes it was. It was bloody brilliant. Shut up brain. No you shut up concience! We'll both shut up. Fine. "I really am sorry,"
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Post by Kira & Lee Norris on Oct 1, 2007 18:15:54 GMT
The second Will's lips collided with his, Lee's mind seemed to blank. He didn't really understand what was happening. All he knew was... Will's mouth was pressed against him and it sent a chill down his spine- his stomach swooping in a sickening fashion. As she pulled away, she looked shocked at what she'd done herself. Her eyes shot to the ground. Couldn't she even bear to look at him? "Sorry, I wasn't thinking straight," she mumbled, trying to turn away, but he caught her and spun her round to face him. "I really am sorry." She sounded it. She looked it. And Lee... he didn't know... he was... something... what? "You're my friend," he said stupidly, after a moment's pause. "You're my friend. Why would you... what were you...?" A horrible feeling of deja vu was settling over him. His hand slid off her arm like slime. He couldn't touch her without feeling dirty- without feeling guilty. He could barely look at her.
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Post by Will Wright on Oct 1, 2007 18:21:30 GMT
Will's world was falling. What had she done. "I...I don't know," she felt really hot. I am so stupid. No you're not, you acted on your instincts. Shut it. "Maybe I should go," she said trying to make herself leave but her feet were being stubborn. They weren't moving, stupid feet. She looked up at Lee. Their eyes met and she felt guiltier. "I...I...I don't know what to say after my rash action," she sounded stupid and she sure felt stupid never mind she thought she looked it too. Will weakly smiled at him but it faded quickly.
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Post by Kira & Lee Norris on Oct 1, 2007 18:30:02 GMT
"Will..." Any words that came out of his mouth felt like a struggle. He almost had to force them out. It was like his throat had been corked, and the air was barely reaching his lungs. This new, very striking image of Will was battling with his old, comfortable view of her. She was his friend. Chloe had been his friend. How could this be happening to him again?! Had he done something to deserve this? Was he sending out the wrong messages; flirting unintentionally? And the worst darn part was the only girl he actually wanted to be with had dumped him! Why was that? He didn't want Chloe, no matter how much he tried to kid himself. He wanted Madeleine. The horrible truth was that that might never change. And now... He may not... want to be with Chloe, but she wanted to be with him. He'd sworn to himself he would try his hardest for her- to try and keep her happy. He couldn't do this to her. He couldn't be with Will. He cared about Will- but he didn't think of her like that. She was his friend. And besides... what about Anton? "Will," he repeated, clearing his throat. "Will... I can't. We can't. It's not fair to Anton and... I can't go through this again."
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Post by Will Wright on Oct 1, 2007 18:38:32 GMT
"I know, and now I feel awful," she said shaking now. She was his friend. He was her friend. So why did she do that. What possible reason was there for her to do that. "I'm sorry," she whispered tears now falling down her face. "If I could rewind time I would've stopped myself, god forbid it won't happen again. I've hurt your feelings and now if Anton or Chloe or Kira or even Madeleien ever find out about this..." she trailed of sniffing and biting her lip repeatedly. She was so selfish and stupid. Mabye Madeleine was right. Maybe she did put herself before her group and before others. Maybe this whole head thing had gotten to her head a bit too much. "I should be put six feet under and be tortured until I have gone totally insane. Well that's how guilty and dirty I feel right now," she snorted. She was beign stupid. Tears kept falling and she kept sniffing and there were teeth marks on her bottom lip now.
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Post by Kira & Lee Norris on Oct 1, 2007 18:45:42 GMT
Lee was stricken. He didn't know what to do. His friendship with Will commanded that he wipe away her tears and comfort her- but how could he do that whenever his impulse was to turn and run? How could he do that without being sick? Will was clearly distressed, and Lee- pathetic, stupid, inadequate Lee- could only sit there in numb shock and watch. "I... I can't do that to them all," he echoed her words, the thought of Madeleine swelling painfully before him. "I mean... it's not your fault. I was... I..." The rose in her hair was wilting- its blackened petals dropping like stones to the floor.
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Post by Will Wright on Oct 1, 2007 18:50:57 GMT
"Lee, it's not your fault. So don't think for one second that it is," she warned him in a commanding tone although she was still crying. She took the rose from her hair and gave it heat. It turned red again and she placed it in his hand. "It's my fault. I'm going to be truthful, I've had a crush on you, but that was me not you, and I shouldn't have... Lee don't blame yourself for my mistakes," she sat down feeling like she was going to collapse. She took his and rubbed it lightly in a friend sort of way. She looked out the window again. Disturbing images of her mum and dad floated around in her head. "I think out of all the bad thing's I have ever done in my life this is probably the worse. But someday hopefully we'll look back on today and laugh at my stupidity," she said wistfully.
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Post by Kira & Lee Norris on Oct 1, 2007 18:59:54 GMT
Lee felt his arm wrench back his hand as though he'd been scalded. The hurt was clearly etched across Will's face. "I have to go..." he muttered, standing up slowly, and setting the rose down on the table. "I have... I can't... I'm sorry, Will." But his feet remained rooted to the spot. Two little voices inside his head were screaming at each other. Nothing could happen until their argument was resolved. The trouble was- he didn't think it ever would be. And Madeleine's face was still there... taunting him...
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Post by Will Wright on Oct 1, 2007 19:02:26 GMT
Will took the rose. She stood up after him. He couldn't move. "I'll go," she stalked passed him and went into the pouring rain. She rounded the corner and fell to the ground, her back against the wall. The flood gates opened and they didn't stop. Stupid Will,
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Post by Kira & Lee Norris on Oct 1, 2007 20:00:22 GMT
Lee sank down slowly at the table, and was surprised to find himself shaking. He pulled his half-empty gingerbeer across the table and raised it to his lips, washing away the taste of her mouth against his. It didn't matter. He could still feel it. He could still feel the terrible pressure of her lips against his. He'd never forget it. He'd never forgive it. The question was: who was he angry at? Himself, Will- or Madeleine? Though how the heck she came into it... what she could be blamed for... If she hadn't dumped me, things would be simple, he thought sullenly. If she hadn't dumped me... If...
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