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Magical Soul · 07-13-2012, 03:07 PM

Text Cut: Adam

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Originally Posted by Wonderstruck

Adam stared at Louisa who had somehow managed by barely looking up to make out that it was him. Well...he assumed that she had realized it was him, because he figured that Louisa didn't make a habit of avoiding everyone's eye contact like this. Adam supposed that it was his turn to grab the library drawer and walk through it considering Louisa had stepped aside for him but Adam couldn't seem to get his legs to respond. In all honesty he had been pretty surprised that they had managed to not see each other this long, and as Adam looked at the mass of black and amber hair...the touches that Adam had loved on their date...he could only imagine what was going on underneath it.

The response of thinking this way brought a flood of emotion that Adam tried to conceal from his own face, since he didn't have a mass of hair to hide it behind. It was regret that he had made Louisa feel this way. It was anger that what had happened between her and Paulie. It was the repetitive sting of betrayal that seemed to haunt Adam when he tried to fall asleep at night. But above it all it was a longing to not leave things with Louisa like this forever. Adam had played it back and forth in his head over and over trying to decide if he could forgive and move forward with them. Sometimes he felt like he shouldn't...that that kind of betrayal is not the kind that you can move on from, but another part of him wondered if he had the right. Louisa and him weren't dating anymore. Did he still have the right to get angry over who she decided to kiss? No...he didn't. But he did have the right to be hurt that the boy she decided to kiss was his best mate...the one that had fought so hard for them to get together in the first place.

Adam shifted his gaze downwards, trying to shake that painful stream of thoughts out of his head. If there was a time to say something it was now. "Hi," Adam managed to partially choke out, barely over the sound of a whisper.

Louisa's body was facing the empty corridor and her legs urged her to move forward and away from him quickly, she didn't want to be right within his reach when he detested her so much. She already knew the amount of emotions Adam usually let go of when he was angry, and Louisa didn't want to end up with a bruise like Paulie. Even if she doubted that the Gryffindo would actually hurt her physically, she wanted to make sure she was out of his reach. Her bruised mind was enough.

... but then a whisper, a breath - no a determined breath was heard as she took the two steps away from him. Louisa stood still, her head still lowered, her chin resting on the book's edge, hugged to her chest. She made a feeble attempt of raising her gaze and turning herself around to look at him and see if he really meant to talk to her. HER!

Maybe he didn't recognize her? Maybe he forgot the hairdo she did for him? Her mind went through a lot of "maybe"s but her body moved automatically toward Adam so that she was facing him, with her head still lowered. "H-hi." She urged her feet to move, to turn around and leave again since he of course wouldn't want to talk to her more than a polite greeting. Maybe he was just showing her that he was better than ignoring an ex best friend. Whatever the reason of his 'hi' was, Louisa stayed rooted to her spot waiting for him to leave first... maybe she could lift her eyes and look at his back as he went inside.

07-13-2012, 03:07 PM	#123 (permalink)
Magical Soul Kappa Join Date: Jun 2010 Location: GMT +3 Posts: 14,517 x6	Dalliesa \| Ab-Bot \| Hogwarts Trojan War \| Text Cut: Adam Quote: Originally Posted by Wonderstruck Adam stared at Louisa who had somehow managed by barely looking up to make out that it was him. Well...he assumed that she had realized it was him, because he figured that Louisa didn't make a habit of avoiding everyone's eye contact like this. Adam supposed that it was his turn to grab the library drawer and walk through it considering Louisa had stepped aside for him but Adam couldn't seem to get his legs to respond. In all honesty he had been pretty surprised that they had managed to not see each other this long, and as Adam looked at the mass of black and amber hair...the touches that Adam had loved on their date...he could only imagine what was going on underneath it. The response of thinking this way brought a flood of emotion that Adam tried to conceal from his own face, since he didn't have a mass of hair to hide it behind. It was regret that he had made Louisa feel this way. It was anger that what had happened between her and Paulie. It was the repetitive sting of betrayal that seemed to haunt Adam when he tried to fall asleep at night. But above it all it was a longing to not leave things with Louisa like this forever. Adam had played it back and forth in his head over and over trying to decide if he could forgive and move forward with them. Sometimes he felt like he shouldn't...that that kind of betrayal is not the kind that you can move on from, but another part of him wondered if he had the right. Louisa and him weren't dating anymore. Did he still have the right to get angry over who she decided to kiss? No...he didn't. But he did have the right to be hurt that the boy she decided to kiss was his best mate...the one that had fought so hard for them to get together in the first place. Adam shifted his gaze downwards, trying to shake that painful stream of thoughts out of his head. If there was a time to say something it was now. "Hi," Adam managed to partially choke out, barely over the sound of a whisper. Louisa's body was facing the empty corridor and her legs urged her to move forward and away from him quickly, she didn't want to be right within his reach when he detested her so much. She already knew the amount of emotions Adam usually let go of when he was angry, and Louisa didn't want to end up with a bruise like Paulie. Even if she doubted that the Gryffindo would actually hurt her physically, she wanted to make sure she was out of his reach. Her bruised mind was enough. ... but then a whisper, a breath - no a determined breath was heard as she took the two steps away from him. Louisa stood still, her head still lowered, her chin resting on the book's edge, hugged to her chest. She made a feeble attempt of raising her gaze and turning herself around to look at him and see if he really meant to talk to her. HER! Maybe he didn't recognize her? Maybe he forgot the hairdo she did for him? Her mind went through a lot of "maybe"s but her body moved automatically toward Adam so that she was facing him, with her head still lowered. "H-hi." She urged her feet to move, to turn around and leave again since he of course wouldn't want to talk to her more than a polite greeting. Maybe he was just showing her that he was better than ignoring an ex best friend. Whatever the reason of his 'hi' was, Louisa stayed rooted to her spot waiting for him to leave first... maybe she could lift her eyes and look at his back as he went inside.