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Post by adaline kaiya taylor on Dec 28, 2011 0:16:12 GMT -5
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3:25. okay, so she was a little early. adaline bit down on her lower lip carefully, looking up at the school building from where her car sat parked in the parking lot in one of the spaces labeled 'visitors'. it was no big deal, right? to show up a little bit early. she usually did - noah said that it was a little annoying because there was such a thing as being too early but she never thought so. she always thought that it was better to be early than it was to be late and for something like this, she certainly didn't want to be late. she didn't know what she was thinking, kissing icarus like that at the party the night before. it was just that...it was new years. and that was how people rang in the new year, right? by kissing the person that they...that they loved. and she couldn't deny still being in love with icarus. not anymore. what had happened had just been...well natural right? completely natural.
but now she didn't know where she stood with him. she didn't want to be one of those people who freaked out over a kiss and got totally convinced that it was going to get serious again because of it. there were such things as casual kisses. or mistakes. or things that felt good in the spur of the moment sort of way but not anything that would last a long time. it wasn't like he had signed over her soul or anything when he had kissed her. they had just...got caught up in things. but with the recent revelation that they still had feelings for each other mixed with that and the fact that they'd had what noah liked to call two "baby dates" by this point, she was beginning to wonder...was she falling back into that routine with icarus? was this somehow sliding back into how things used to be, back when she first met him and he was still trying to break down the walls that she'd put up?
she wasn't sure. and as far as she could tell, he wasn't either. and that was why she was sitting in the stupid parking lot in the first place. because they had to talk - determine where they stood now. normally it wouldn't be something that she would consider a big deal. obviously he loved her; she loved him. it happened right? but not with icarus. because she'd been in love with icarus before and she had given up absolutely everything for him. and in exchange, the only thing that he had given up was her. they were younger then, though, and admittedly just...stupid and lost deep in an infatuation with one another that obviously didn't last. they'd both grown and now they'd had time to see what life without one another was like after having been together before. but it was still hard to tell if this was such a good idea. after all, she'd only opened herself up to one guy before in the past and that was icarus and he crushed her. she had to be one hundred percent sure that this was something they were both invested in this time. otherwise...otherwise she didn't see how it could last.
3:36. she'd spent a minute after parking on thinking alone and that usually wasn't good. it was easy for her to get lost after the first minute passed and she had to go. with that in mind she stuffed her phone into her jeans pocket and opened her car door, locking it before getting out and shutting it behind her. room 151. that was the biology classroom in which icarus worked, and he'd shown her how to navigate the halls a little when they were there for the christmas party. and according to him, she just had to drop by the front office to check in, though he claimed it wouldn't take long due to the fact that it was the end of the day and he'd 'talk to someone'. right. well she just wanted to get in there and get everything done with as quickly (but thoroughly) as possible. wondering about what icarus could say to her was honestly worrisome enough.
checking in was, as icarus said, pretty simple. they just took down her name and gave her a sticker ("mandatory, nothing personal sweetie," the woman had told her) that said 'visitor' on it in big block letters. she just smiled tightly and placed it on her hip pocket. easily concealed but at least they knew it was there. then they wished her a good day and she gave them another smile and left. then she walked down the hall until she stopped outside of the door with a sign labeled 151 outside of it. she checked her phone. 3:30 exactly. god she was good. with that, she turned the door handle and pushed it open, flushing slightly when a classroom full of heads turned to look at her, including her ex's, who was leaned over a desk talking to one of his students. she gave icarus a small wave from the back of the classroom and then walked over to lean against the desk in the back of the class, painfully aware of the 'click' her heels made against the linoleum. okay. maybe she was still a little early. but in her defense, he did say 3:30.
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Post by icarus mcgregor koufidakis on Dec 28, 2011 2:19:23 GMT -5
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her love is my religion SOME HAVE THEIR CROSSES AND THEIR GOLDEN GATES. WELL SHE IS THE GRACE I WEAR WHEN I LOSE MY FAITH. WE ALL NEED SOMETHING TO BELIEVE, THE WORDS WE SAY BEFORE WE SLEEP. CLOSE MY EYES AND SHE'S MY DREAM. SHE'S THE TRUTH INSIDE MY WORLD OF LIES, KEEPING ALL MY HOPE ALIVE, NEVER GONNA SAY GOODBYE. it was just a kiss, so why was icarus' glowing like he had just won a million dollars? it had only been a day since said kiss, so why was he acting like an impatient child? all yesterday, all morning, all afternoon, he had been fretting over the situation that he was in. that morning, when he went to the gym, he almost dropped the bench's weight on himself. if that had happened, though, he would have been put out of his misery. at last he wouldn't be acting like a fifteen year old who just got her first kiss. there would be no running around like a giddy teenage girl. hell, he wouldn't be acting like one of the students he was sitting in front of! he couldn't help it, though. two years. two long, painful, stressful years without even the least bit sexual touch from a woman, and boy, was the wait worth it. he didn't want to sound like a taylor swift song, but the sparks really flew.
it wasn't just the wait that made it so awesome, but it was the person that he was kissing that made it so special. sure, he'd gotten to a couple points in the past two years where he didn't care who he was kissing, who he was crawling into bed with, who he was touching, as long as he was doing the above with a woman. he was being... well he was as desperate as morgan, for godsake. as disgusting as it is to think about morgan having sex, it was the truth. however, unlike morgan, he hadn't done anything with anyone. he hadn't kissed a girl, he hadn't gone to bed with a girl, he even avoided dancing with girls at clubs. it all used to make him feel guilty, like he was cheating on adaline. obviously they had been broken up when this was happening, but he couldn't take the feeling of doing something that could remotely be considered sexual with someone who wasn't his ex-girlfriend. morgan was up to date with the whole adaline situation, even though he constantly played dumb and acted like he knew nothing. he also constantly reminded him that when he dumped ada, that's what he wanted. it was, right? to be able to do whatever he wanted, with whoever he wanted? but it wasn't. back then it sure seemed like a great idea, and that's why he broke it off with her. now it took two long years for him to figure out that it wasn't what he wanted. he didn't need anyone else to make him happy. he just needed adaline.
that's why when they kissed on new years he jumped at the opportunity to make things work with her. sure, it was a small kiss. it didn't even last a minute, but icarus was sure that it would have if he had anything to say about it. he didn't, though, because he was trying to take things slow with adaline. after all, it had only been a couple weeks since their reunion at gotham citi, the infamous gay night club in new haven. the point, though? one kiss on new years of all dates didn't really mean anything. everyone kissed someone on new years, and icarus and ada just happened to be right next other. then again, what about the events that lead up to the kiss- adaline on icarus' shoulder, icarus kissing her forehead, the sweet whispers into each other's ears? how was icarus supposed to ignore that? exactly- he wasn't. he didn't either, because those particular events, along with the thirty second kiss, that convinced icarus to invite adaline to his classroom after school. morgan liked to call it dtr- determining their relationship.
there were important topics that they needed to discuss. for example, what were they going to do about the distance apart? one lived in new haven, the other connecticut. while the towns were only thirty minutes apart, it'd be tough. then of course there was the trust issue. icarus was trying to make it as clear as he could that he really had matured. he was trustworthy, and he was willing to show her that. the difference between twenty six and twenty eight really showed. he wasn't drunk on the taste of beer pong and college mixers anymore. in fact, he was ready to settle down. he wasn't talking marriage and babies, but a long term relationship was something that he wanted and something that he saw himself in with adaline. twenty eight is a big number after all.
however none of those were what icarus was really stressing over. it was adaline's best friend who he was worried about. the man acted like he owned her, something he didn't like. it wasn't something that he could just let go and play off, and even though he knew that ada would probably just tell him that 'he was like that with everyone,' he wasn't okay with it. he wasn't looking to share her, especially not with noah. sure, he made adaline's life in connecticut better after icarus left her, but that didn't mean she was his property nor did it mean that he was any better than icarus. he'd tell her, too, and he'd let her know that-
"mr. k? what does mitosis mean again?" he jumped as he suddenly was knocked out of his dream world and back into the reality of tenth grade biology. the teenage girl in front of him just giggled- mr. koufidakis was a big hit with the girls in his classes. morgan overheard a few of them talking about how dreamy his chocolate eyes were and how stunning his ivory grin was. he looked at the clock before answering the girl's question- thirty-twenty eight. there was seven minutes of school left. icarus went on to tell the girl what mitosis was all about, but all heads were directed to the back of the room when the air tight door was opened and a rush of wind was let in. five minutes before school ended? he knew that he said three-thirty, but she was at least five minutes late for the christmas date. he assumed that's just how she worked nowadays. a corner of his mouth twitched into a half smile for half a second- she always managed to blow his mind- and he nodded for her to wait in the back until his class was over.
icarus explained mitosis and let the girl know a tip to how one can remember the phases easiest, before he rose from his desk. instead of going directly to adaline, he took a circle around the room, scrutinizing the students' work. that took two minutes off the clock, but there was a particular group of boys in the back that were huddled at a table, muttering and taking turns peeking at ada. "hey! i know she's pretty, but you're making the cells feel bad," he said and turned around, but quickly faced them again, making a realization. "and i know i didn't seat all five of you at that table. you still have one minute, back to your seats." harsh, but that's what he loved about being a teacher. he was allowed to be rough with the little rats.
he finally got to the back of the room where ada was and positioned himself so he was leaning on the desk as well. crossing his arms, he opened his mouth to speak. "sorry i kept you waiting. i didn't think you'd show up at exactly three-thirty." the bell that dismissed the students rang immediately after he paused, and the class was empty within thirty seconds. he didn't bother reminding them about their homework. he was too focused on adaline. "new years eve was sure something, wasn't it?" there was probably something else that he could have started with, but he said the first thing that came to him. there was a pause that lasted a couple seconds before icarus started again, "i know you're probably sick of hearing it, but... i left because i didn't want a commitment. i wanted to do whatever i wanted, with whoever i wanted, and not have to worry about hurting anyone and..." there was a silence again. what was that about better things he could have said again? there wasn't any turning back, though. "and if you wanna tell me 'no, screw you,' fine, but there hasn't one day that you haven't been on my mind." he looked away from motivational posters, and cell theory posters, and the projects galore that the past teacher left over, all that his eyes were grazing over, and he found her eyes- oh, those eyes. "and i sound like a nicholas sparks novel, but, ada, seven hundred thirty days is a lot to think about someone... so, what i'm trying to say," even though he was sure that he would regret it the second it came out of his mouth, he wasn't worrying anymore. "is that i can't imagine another two years without you, and i know i brought it upon myself, and after i realized that i wouldn't be able to look at another girl again..." now he was just rambling, and a rambling icarus was not good. "and you're allowed to stop me, you know," he finally ended, nervously chuckling- because boy, was he nervous. pne thousand five hundred sixty nine words, icarus/hannah and adaline/renee, outfit, glasses and all, l o l this was too long and cheesy and the next one is gonna be like fifty words ok. <3 |
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Post by adaline kaiya taylor on Dec 28, 2011 3:29:02 GMT -5
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ada found herself smiling and ducking her head every now and then as she watched icarus communicate with his students. she had never understood how anyone could be a teacher. all she ever heard from noah was how much of a little shit the kids were and icarus had never talked very fondly of his job either the few times that it was mentioned between them. she found herself laughing quietly to herself at the group of boys that icarus had to separate - god, she did not miss secondary school in the slightest. how he could stand to be there with all of the kids just...huddling together and talking and being...well, kids, she didn't know. but she could see why they let him stay. he had this natural...goodness about him, a charismatic quality that made him sound charming even when he was being a bit bossy. it was one of the things she loved about him - the fact that it was very hard to hate him and harder to want to displease him. like he was some sort of social superman, a feat she'd never been able to manage herself.
he was right there next to her soon enough, though, and she just had time to smile brightly at his comment before the bell rang. she paused as the kids all hurried out of the classroom and then said quietly as the last few were leaving, "i felt bad for making you wait last time. besides i had a lot more prep time for this." which was true. that and noah wasn't there to harass her, being at work himself, so she was free to do her usual effort-free routine when she had to get ready for something which didn't require her to be changing or constantly fixing her makeup or doing her hair for the better part of an hour. it just involved fifteen minutes of getting to a state of general acceptableness and then heading out the door without another glance in the mirror. something that guaranteed she was going to be someplace on time. but she didn't mention that - with how icarus talked about noah, it probably wasn't wise to bring her roommate into this conversation.
"new years eve was sure something, wasn't it?" yeah. something all right. she hadn't been able to stop thinking about it since it happened, either stressing about it or squealing like a fourteen year old girl because of the very fact that it had actually happened. noah had tried talked to her about it almost immediately after they got home but she just dodged any attempt he made to get her to tell him how it happened. because it was none of his business. it was between her and icarus and it was the one thing that she had anymore that wasn't a part of noah's life. it was something like what she had before him, back before he was there to butt into her business, and it was something she wanted to keep for herself to savor. it was her kiss. talking about it would somehow make it less real, less perfect, less...emotional because all noah would do was analyze it and pick it apart. and she didn't want that. she just wanted to keep that kiss. it was her perfect thing.
and now she was there to talk about it and god, there he went, bringing up their past again. and why he dumped her. and the freedom he wanted from it, which honestly made her stomach turn. the idea of icarus with anyone was...it was sickening, like having heard that he was cheating on her with someone. it wasn't something she really wanted to invision and she could feel her lips purse in spite of herself. and then he was getting to be his charming self and...god. she couldn't stop the smile even if she tried. it was small but it was there, and she rose from the desk as he spoke, walking further into the now empty room so she didn't have to look at him while he was saying all of these things. looking at him made it that much harder for her to think. he just...he made her brain fuzzy. and while she knew that was stupid to even think, it was true. thinking rationally was so much harder when you had to look at icarus koufidakis.
"maybe i don't want to stop you," she said with a small smile, turning back around to face him. "after all you have a lot of ass to kiss to make up for missed time." her smile widened as if to show that she was joking and she crossed her arms over her chest. "that's very....sweet of you, though. to say that." she felt her smile falter slightly. "the last two years without you were hard enough. i don't think i could take another two either now that i know that you're..." she trailed off, her voice catching. she laughed it off. "well you know. but we both know it's not as simple as that, icarus." she glanced down at her feet, biting down onto her lip. "i loved you once. and i know you loved me, too. but in spite of that and in spite of knowing how hard it was for me to open up like i did to you, you crushed me anyway." she put on her best poker face and looked up. "honestly it's not the most encouraging background for giving it another go." her features softened. "i want to, though. don't think i don't because i do. i love you." she shook her head slightly. "i just need to know that i can trust you."
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Post by icarus mcgregor koufidakis on Dec 28, 2011 18:53:51 GMT -5
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her love is my religion SOME HAVE THEIR CROSSES AND THEIR GOLDEN GATES. WELL SHE IS THE GRACE I WEAR WHEN I LOSE MY FAITH. WE ALL NEED SOMETHING TO BELIEVE, THE WORDS WE SAY BEFORE WE SLEEP. CLOSE MY EYES AND SHE'S MY DREAM. SHE'S THE TRUTH INSIDE MY WORLD OF LIES, KEEPING ALL MY HOPE ALIVE, NEVER GONNA SAY GOODBYE. icarus had expected most everything that she said. even though it's not what he wanted to hear, it's what he was going to, and in a way, it's what he had to hear. a relationship wasn't possible without being sure of your partner, and while he was more than certain about what he wanted with adaline, he could see where she wasn't. "i loved you once. and i know you loved me, too. but in spite of that and in spite of knowing how hard it was for me to open up like i did to you, you crushed me anyway." it stung, because he knew it was the truth. somehow he'd been able to do that to her, and how he had been capable of hurting her, crushing her like she put it, he wasn't sure. her words weren't meant to be harsh or hurtful but for some reason, it hit him really hard.
then he heard what he had been expecting more than anything- "i just need to know i can trust you." he knew that it was bound to pop up somewhere, so icarus was happy that it had come so early. at the same time, though, he wished it hadn't. he hopeed it wouldn't come up at all, although it was a big issue in their relationship. how was ada supposed to be able to trust icarus ever again? he had moved her to america, away from her home and family and her possible career, and he really hadn't done anything but crush her. she was right. all he did was abandon her after he got a little scared of how serious they were becoming. but... why? he was the one trying to take it so far. he was the one who had convinced her to return to connecticut with her. once again, he was also the one to walk away from the relationship- the one that adaline was completely committed to. he wanted to have freedom of being able to be with someone else whenever he wanted and to be allowed to go out and do whatever he wanted to without being questioned. after reviewing the material in his mind, icarus made a realization that every horrible thing that happened to ada and icarus, everything that was ruined- it was his fault. he had brought it upon himself, which made this conversation so much more difficult for him.
he didn't want to believe that their downfall was caused by a decision by icarus that wasn't even thought all the way through. he'd said it already, but when he dumped adaline, he found that he'd never be able to look at another girl the same way again. he didn't want to be in the same bed as anyone but adaline again. he only wanted her lips and her touch and he only to look at her and smell her perfume. when he found this out about himself, though, it was a little too late. he already thought that adaline was back in australia, silly as that thought was. there was no way that she could have been able to go back to her home without any support financially. besides, even if he had known she was still in new haven after he moved to hartford, there wasn't a chance that the girl would have taken him back when he went crawling to her. she was no dummy, even if she made the stupid mistake of moving to the us. if anyone was the dummy, it was icarus for ever dumping her.
how was he supposed to show her that she could trust him, though? icarus may have been genius in math and biology, knew everything about star wars and jurassic park fandoms, and charming as he was, he was clueless with proving anything. most of the time, he screwed it up, which was probably why his first chance with adaline turned to shit so fast. there was no way that she was just going to believe him if he said that he had changed, and he wasn't the dumb twenty five year old when they ended before.
he stayed put in his position on the desk while she made her towards the middle of the empty classroom, now facing towards him. "i know." he said. "i wish you could just take my word for it and believe me when i say i'm not a twenty six year old kid anymore, that i'm almost twenty nine and there's no playing around anymore," he paused, again- he wasn't going off with that. "but nothings that easy." he knew it, too. "and i wish there was some what that i knew of that i could show you all i'm interested in is you." but icarus wasn't that good with t he ladies, was he? eight hundred and five, icarus/hannah and adaline/renee, outfit, glasses and all, i didn't know what to make him say ohp. |
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Post by adaline kaiya taylor on Dec 28, 2011 20:15:06 GMT -5
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adaline had never been good with relationships. it was why before icarus, she'd never really been in any. she'd gone on casual dates before to satisfy her parents, as before icarus came around they had been convinced that she was going to stay alone forever, but she had never really met anyone who made her feel....well much of anything. with icarus, it had all just come so easy. they clicked. sure it took a little pushing and prodding to make it into a real relationship but it had actually happened and from there life together had just been...simple. it hadn't taken much thought. so when he dumped her it was sort of like a wake-up call. it showed her how inexperienced with relationships she really was because she hadn't realized how far south they had been going and she hadn't seen any warning signs that it wasn't going to work out. she didn't feel them moving too quickly or see that icarus wanted that freedom so she had just stupidly gone along with everything that he'd done. and then when he left her, she was left just thinking that she was really really relationship retarded. and she had never tried again.
that probably didn't help their situation any. with a mixture of inexperience with relationships and then a bad experience with the one that she had had...in addition to that bad experience being with icarus himself? it was a miracle she was even considering giving them a try again at all. she wasn't the most trusting of people. the only thing keeping her there was the fact that despite her inexperience with relationships and despite the fact that icarus made her stupider than she had ever been in her life, she did know a few things about her emotions. and she did know that she still loved him and that what had happen in the past few weeks couldn't have just been coincidence. there was something...there. maybe it was growing slowly and carefully, but it was still something that she couldn't deny existed. if it didn't exist, she wouldn't have kissed him on new years. if it didn't exist she wouldn't be there at his school in his classroom. if it didn't exist, they wouldn't be having this discussion. it was that knowledge - the knowledge of something growing between them once again - that made her even consider this. it made her want to trust him and want to start again. maybe it was a stupid decision but it sure felt right.
icarus did have a point, though. it was going to be hard to prove to her that she could trust him. hell, she didn't even know how he could prove it. her brother used to tell her that trust in a relationship grew from experience and working through all the tough shit, but she had tried that with icarus and he hadn't given her the chance to work out the tough shit. not that she really stuck around to take it if it had ever flashed through his mind to give it to her but still. they had tried. if he was just going to dump her every time he felt a little bit crowded, she wasn't sure how she was going to be able to handle it. it was a little too emotionally trying to be putting up with a constant battle of 'am i giving icarus enough space or not?' because too much space now and it would seem like she was being distant because she didn't trust him and too little space and it was just the same stupid problem they had before. it was hard to build up from that. it was hard to think of ways for him to convince her it wasn't going to be like that anymore.
the only thing she could think of was a promise but she didn't even really believe in promises anymore, especially between two people in a relationship. in her mind, those were the promises that should be the most disregarded because people in relationships had no fucking clue what they were doing with each other. but honestly, what else did she have but his word? "i just need to know that you're really invested in this this time," she said after a few moments of silence. "i need to know that you're not going to...bail at the first sign of commitment." she ran her fingers through her hair. "two years is a long time to grow. and i'm going to trust you to be honest with me when you say you're ready for something with us. but i need you to tell me that you're not going to just run away this time. that it's going to be a real relationship where...where we sit down a-and talk about these things." she sighed. "and that you understand that you only have this one...last chance to get me to trust you again. i'm not a big believer in that 'third time's the charm' thing."
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Post by icarus mcgregor koufidakis on Dec 30, 2011 2:21:59 GMT -5
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her love is my religion SOME HAVE THEIR CROSSES AND THEIR GOLDEN GATES. WELL SHE IS THE GRACE I WEAR WHEN I LOSE MY FAITH. WE ALL NEED SOMETHING TO BELIEVE, THE WORDS WE SAY BEFORE WE SLEEP. CLOSE MY EYES AND SHE'S MY DREAM. SHE'S THE TRUTH INSIDE MY WORLD OF LIES, KEEPING ALL MY HOPE ALIVE, NEVER GONNA SAY GOODBYE. "i just need to know that you're really invested in this this time. i need to know that you're not going to... bail at the first sign of commitment." it seemed like a simple task, but was it really? for anyone else, it could have been, but for icarus, it wasn't that easy. commitment was... well, it was hard for him. he'd never had relationships when he was younger, besides a girlfriend here and there in college, but even then, the relationships only lasted one or two months, if even that long. it was a miracle that he survived a relationship without screwing things up for nineteen months like he did with ada. before her, though, he was used to being able to go out and kiss whoever he wanted, dance with whoever he wanted, go home with whoever he wanted. he met adaline when he spent his last two years of college in australia, and his whole world changed. its why things become so tough for him when they started living together and going on more dates than usual, and talking about their future. girlfriends were not one of icarus' expertise. that's why he ran when he realized how serious things were becoming. then again, maybe it wasn't just relationships that he didn't know how to commit to. honestly, the only thing he'd ever really stayed up with was his education. sure, he wasn't what he went to nine years of college for, but he was still in the science field, even if that was only teaching biology to a bunch of high school students. when icarus was younger, he didn't stick to anything- books, sports, games, even friends.
"two years is a long time to grow. and i'm going to trust you to be honest with me when you say you're ready to for something with us. but i need you to tell me that you're not going to run away this time. that its going to be a real relationship where... where we sit down a-and talk about things." even though it wasn't what he was used to, it was something that he could try it. it was something that he had to try out if he wanted another go with adaline. hell, there was no trying or maybes. there was only 'i promise' and 'i'll give it everything i got.' that's what icarus was planning on doing, too. two years was a long time to grow, as well as a long time to be alone. that's what he was without ada, and even though he did it to himself, that time without her was a living hell. it was miserable, because not only did he not have adaline, he didn't have the love of any other woman either. sure, he had friends that were girls- he wasn't against those, but it was impossible to be attracted to anyone else without thinking of adaline. it was hard to be able to think about his ex without feeling a stab of guilt and pain, despite all of the love he still had for her and the memories that they created. the worst part about it, though, was that it was all his fault. he couldn't blame anyone for his mistake, he couldn't make excuses, as hard as he tried, for being selfish and he couldn't blame ada or even get upset at her that she was taking so many precautions before taking another stab at icarus.
"and that you understand that you only have this one... last chance to get me to trust you again. i'm not a big believer in that 'third time's the charm' thing." pushing himself off of the desk and uncrossing his arms, he made his way towards the middle of the room, where she had stopped herself at. he paused about a foot away from her, and even though they were just inches apart, he still got giddy being this close to her. after all, he was still getting used to being around her all the time after two years of not even seeing her face, besides the old cell phone photos and countless desktop wallpapers that were still on his personal laptop, not to mention the facebook pictures that haunted him. his hands were stuffed in his front pockets, a habit that he had when he didn't know what else to do. "i, icarus koufidakis, promise that i will never let you go again, unless it's what you want. and i promise that i'll sit down and talk about it if i ever feel crowded, and i will do everything i can to make you trust me." he paused, taking a smaller step towards her. talk about crowded now, right? "so if you're ready to be my girlfriend again, i'll be your boyfriend," the softness of his features stuck and the corners of his mouth raised into a small, slight smile. eight hundred thirty, icarus/hannah and adaline/renee, outfit, glasses and all, hey renee look at this look look look they should definitely hug hint hint hint now THEY CAN DTR NOW, like their cities and noah and houses and noah ;) btw this reminded me of aud/rach for some reason asjifsakf |
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