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Hera · 01-04-2016, 10:45 AM

Text Cut: Maggie <3 </3

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Originally Posted by Lislchen

Apparently he STILL didn't get what she was saying. Maggie was trying to think of a way to put it when-

He did get it.

Definitely.

Yes.

And then he was gone. Well, not entirely but there was no physical contact between them anymore. Maggie shivered, suddenly feeling cold. As much as she was trying to prevent it there WERE tears running down her cheeks now. Big time. She somehow managed to cry silently though, biting her lip. Protecting his feelings had kind of been her number one priority during this whole ordeal but it seemed like she wasn't doing a very good job.

Maybe ignorance WAS bliss, even in this case.

It was too late now though. The words were out and Zeke looked as if she'd slapped him. Worse even. Maggie opened her mouth to say something to make the pain go away but there was literally nothing TO say. Right? She'd done the right thing here, right? Like, honesty and all that. Only why did she feel like she'd just made the worst mistake in her entire life?

Maggie hadn't moved, it felt like she was rooted to the spot. Was this it then? Yes, he loved her. That was the problem though right? Only then he......stepped closer again. And her heart – selfishly – skipped a beat when he did. She wanted him to convince her somehow that she was doing the wrong thing here. That selfless acts were for the weak. Or whatever. Her brain wasn't exactly working very well at the moment. She was hoping for him to persuade her to-

.....this was a good start.

Pulling him closer she – SELFISHLY – kissed him back. Hard. The wetness on her cheeks was definitely a new experience (not exactly a good one) but she didn't care at the moment. If they never stopped then they could just stay in this moment forever, yes? Yes, that was a very good plan.

Only breathing was also a thing. And eventually Maggie did pull back a little to look at him. "I-" Words. She needed to use them. "I just don't...plan ahead with you." She'd meant it as an explanation as to why they apparently didn't work. Only now that she'd said it out loud she....wasn't sure anymore? Suddenly, she looked a little confused. "And I think that's not good." She sniffed slightly. "Because like, I plan out everything." She knew what she was going to wear every day for the following two weeks.

Pulling away from her was probably not his wisest decision, like, ever... but it had to be done. Being close to her was what he wanted, all he wanted but not if she didn't want it too, and right now there were too many unanswered questions. She didn't see a future with him, that much was clear, but it didn't necessarily mean that she didn't care. The tears rolling down her cheeks told him that to some extent, she did. Or maybe it was just the idea of it all that got to her? It was too hard to tell, but he could hope.

Whatever it was though, he still felt as confused as he did before, only saddened at the same time.

One thing he didn't regret, was kissing her. Never, would he regret that. Feeling her lips work back against his made him feel hopeful, as if it was enough to make everything right again. So they could head out to the court yard to where it first happened, or squirrel away somewhere else so they could forget the rest of the world existed... like they had before. Their own forever. Wasn't that forward planning enough?

He had no intentions of stopping until he was convinced that he'd made amends, that he made up for whatever it was that was lacking...but then she pulled away.

Zeke could do nothing but watch her as she spoke, each word felt like a stinging hex in the chest. Little pangs of pain that lingered and tingled. Whoever said that words couldn't hurt, was an absolute idiot and deserved to be hexed into whatever sad excuse of an afterlife existed for them. In an effort to keep himself busy, he raised a hand to wipe away some of Maggie's tears with the pad of his thumb. He opened his mouth to speak, but wasn't sure how to reply to her. He had no nuggets of wisdom to share on this occasion. No witty quotes or explanations, no facts, no figures... and for the first time since his Sorting Ceremony he was disappointed he wasn't a Ravenclaw. "Is it too late to start?"

But as much as it hurt him to hear these things it hurt him more to see Maggie hurting, and it was the very thought of ending those tears that made him ask his next, and potentially last question.

"Do you want me to go?" His voice shook a little as he said it, and immediately he wished he could take it back.

01-04-2016, 10:45 AM	#32 (permalink)
Hera DMC Abraxan Join Date: Sep 2003 Location: Perth, AU (GMT +8) Posts: 25,070 Hogwarts RPG Name: Jasper Hart First Year x10 x10	½ EagleBrain ♥ Creeperdoodle ♥ Raven Dor ♥ Berry ♥ ½ Team House Elf Text Cut: Maggie <3 </3 Quote: Originally Posted by Lislchen Apparently he STILL didn't get what she was saying. Maggie was trying to think of a way to put it when- He did get it. Definitely. Yes. And then he was gone. Well, not entirely but there was no physical contact between them anymore. Maggie shivered, suddenly feeling cold. As much as she was trying to prevent it there WERE tears running down her cheeks now. Big time. She somehow managed to cry silently though, biting her lip. Protecting his feelings had kind of been her number one priority during this whole ordeal but it seemed like she wasn't doing a very good job. Maybe ignorance WAS bliss, even in this case. It was too late now though. The words were out and Zeke looked as if she'd slapped him. Worse even. Maggie opened her mouth to say something to make the pain go away but there was literally nothing TO say. Right? She'd done the right thing here, right? Like, honesty and all that. Only why did she feel like she'd just made the worst mistake in her entire life? Maggie hadn't moved, it felt like she was rooted to the spot. Was this it then? Yes, he loved her. That was the problem though right? Only then he......stepped closer again. And her heart – selfishly – skipped a beat when he did. She wanted him to convince her somehow that she was doing the wrong thing here. That selfless acts were for the weak. Or whatever. Her brain wasn't exactly working very well at the moment. She was hoping for him to persuade her to- .....this was a good start. Pulling him closer she – SELFISHLY – kissed him back. Hard. The wetness on her cheeks was definitely a new experience (not exactly a good one) but she didn't care at the moment. If they never stopped then they could just stay in this moment forever, yes? Yes, that was a very good plan. Only breathing was also a thing. And eventually Maggie did pull back a little to look at him. "I-" Words. She needed to use them. "I just don't...plan ahead with you." She'd meant it as an explanation as to why they apparently didn't work. Only now that she'd said it out loud she....wasn't sure anymore? Suddenly, she looked a little confused. "And I think that's not good." She sniffed slightly. "Because like, I plan out everything." She knew what she was going to wear every day for the following two weeks. Pulling away from her was probably not his wisest decision, like, ever... but it had to be done. Being close to her was what he wanted, all he wanted but not if she didn't want it too, and right now there were too many unanswered questions. She didn't see a future with him, that much was clear, but it didn't necessarily mean that she didn't care. The tears rolling down her cheeks told him that to some extent, she did. Or maybe it was just the idea of it all that got to her? It was too hard to tell, but he could hope. Whatever it was though, he still felt as confused as he did before, only saddened at the same time. One thing he didn't regret, was kissing her. Never, would he regret that. Feeling her lips work back against his made him feel hopeful, as if it was enough to make everything right again. So they could head out to the court yard to where it first happened, or squirrel away somewhere else so they could forget the rest of the world existed... like they had before. Their own forever. Wasn't that forward planning enough? He had no intentions of stopping until he was convinced that he'd made amends, that he made up for whatever it was that was lacking...but then she pulled away. Zeke could do nothing but watch her as she spoke, each word felt like a stinging hex in the chest. Little pangs of pain that lingered and tingled. Whoever said that words couldn't hurt, was an absolute idiot and deserved to be hexed into whatever sad excuse of an afterlife existed for them. In an effort to keep himself busy, he raised a hand to wipe away some of Maggie's tears with the pad of his thumb. He opened his mouth to speak, but wasn't sure how to reply to her. He had no nuggets of wisdom to share on this occasion. No witty quotes or explanations, no facts, no figures... and for the first time since his Sorting Ceremony he was disappointed he wasn't a Ravenclaw. "Is it too late to start?" But as much as it hurt him to hear these things it hurt him more to see Maggie hurting, and it was the very thought of ending those tears that made him ask his next, and potentially last question. "Do you want me to go?" His voice shook a little as he said it, and immediately he wished he could take it back. __________________