Day 5: realization
I canât believe itâs ending and I still read only 1 prompt from femmescripter. I need free time. Iâm writing my stories for hour or so because I can physically give only so much attention to it :â^(
Storytime (this time without sad sub-plot I promise):
(Bradley)
I admitted to myself I love you at the end of november, when while driving I saw you on pedestrian street. Angry, cold, unlike you. Iâm glad I made you get into my car; when we sat on folded back seats and started eating and drinking, when we were covering eachother with blanket; you finally brightened.
âWhy wonât you ask what happened?â I heard.
I never associated this question with genuine concern. It was always a mind play for me in my worst years. How to tell you that?
âWhy would I? If you want say it yourself.â Bravo me.
âItâll be nice if youâd ask. That would mean you at least care.â
Oh Max. Getting on my nerves already, I am too weak to fight.
âI donât like that question.â
âThatâs all?â
âThatâs all.â
âCan I tell you this?â
âYou can say anything.â
âEven that your older sister is hot as hell?â
âWHAT!?â
You⊠started laughing. Very, very loud. It was⊠pleasant, pretty.
âYou should have seen your face! Hahahaha, Jesus man haha. How are you not blowing your brain out with our trio? Ahyukâ
My heart was about to escape my ribcage and run to you, my smile subconsciously appeared. I thought for a moment that maybe this is how love feels.
You calmed down. Looked at me with your onyx eyes and said a phrase I will always remember.
âSo this is your honest smile? Maybe you should use it more oftenâ
You made it even wider.
(Max)
How did you know I would agree to a date? Was it a wild card or you knew something I didnât yet but now am sure of?
My thoughts were just like that before seeing your smirky face âIce rink? I never even wore ice skates before. Is it like regular skating? Why I agreed to it? Why was I so excited on a word âdateâ? Are you just mocking me? Or maybe itâs genuine.â Iâm still mad that it was probably you figuring my own self sooner than I did.
Ice was much more unstable than asphalt, my legs were melting and you just stood there.
âAre you sure you donât need any help?â
âNO. Give me a second.â
What am I talking about? Iâm barely standing and fighting for my life clinging onto barriers. I wonât admit I canât ice skate, that I am scared. Ainât no way.
âUgh!â Oh no. Your voice full of irritation went through my spine. Donât approach me, donât approach me, donât approach me⊠DAMMIT!
âHold my handsâ
âNo, thanks. Iâll figure that ou-â You bastard you grabbed me!
âListen, shape your feet into VâŠâ
âOokayâ
âSee? Youâre fine. Iâm holding you, you are steady. Itâs fineâ Steady? It is anything but steady!
âNow. Pull dominant leg away and go to me. Just like skatingâ
âmhmâ Iâm moving forward, itâs fine, itâs fine. No! Hell itâs not! Itâs not at all⊠wait, I feel your grip getting stronger.
âIâm here, donât worry. Look at me and itâll be fineâ Why is your voice so calming? Not that I mind but⊠how are you doing that? Making me feel so safe?
We are moving forward, I start getting it. I can do this!
âLet me goâ
âMax, I donât think itâs good ideaâ
âCâmon. I will do itâ
âAs you wish~â
Heck yeah! Iâm doing it. Iâm great. It is great. It⊠it starts to get unsteable again. Oh no. OH NO. OH NONONONO ARGH-
I barely got caught, one millimeter further and Iâd be on a ground. I feel like made of jelly.
âHahahahaha! What were you saying? Itâs not THAT easy princess hahahaâ
Looking at you, laughing, holding me from that angle⊠oh cupid you really are cruel. I donât think Iâm ready for relationship.
âAre you alright Max?â Your ocean-blue eyes widened. That cloudy-sky, royal, deep blue looking at me. And your hair waving in a wind like a sea of weeds, with all the shades of a plane tree. Even your brows look stuning when you look at me all concerned. You are all mine at this moment and this is comforting like comfy bed after tiring day, like cold drink in summer heat, like⊠us seating in your car.
I changed my mind. I must be with you in a relationship.














