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Originally Posted by Hera 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. Maggie was trying to calm down enough to think straight. Like. What? That was the problem, right? That she hadn't even considered that they could still be together next year. Or the year after. Or after Hogwarts. It hadn't even occurred to her. At least not knowingly. There was nothing about it in her journal. Which should be enough proof that she was doing the right thing here.
Only.....................................why did she feel like her chest was about to implode, then?
When Zeke reached out to touch her cheek, she swallowed and averted her gaze down to his shoes. She was trying to work through everything at once, and while the tears still kept coming, Maggie looked as if she'd zoned out there for a moment. When in fact it was the opposite. This didn't really make any sense. Only a few minutes ago it had. Even earlier it definitely had made sense. The spark, Paige's questions, it had made sense for Maggie to be upset.
Because she hadn't considered it.
It took her a moment to realize that Zeke had said something. Was it too late to start what? Planning? Was he suggesting they start planning their future together? That was ridiculous. Kind of. "I'm not saying we need to have everything planned out to...work out." Actually the problem went way beyond that. "I wasn't supposed to fall in love with you." Which was a somewhat strange way of putting it but Maggie didn't realize it at the time. No, like, she had things to say. "Like, that comes after. We're still in school. Those things don't happen in school. That's why I never thought about it like that. This is different." If Zeke was able to follow that thought process he was a genius.
And....go? "No." Maggie quickly took his hand, ready to stop him if he tried. He wasn't allowed to leave.
Not before they'd talked this through at least. |
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