Roleplay to the end :D discussion
Roleplaying! OMG xD
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Fauzy + Whit : Re-Re-Re-Remix <3
TroyMyChemicalSandwich: i knooow. D: same here...
MyChemicalSandwich: no, i don't think so. i think they think i'm like in shock or denial or something.
MyChemicalSandwich: like their son shouldn't be acting so happy or uppity since something so fatal happened.
NatActivateMyHeart: i'm actually also surprised why i'm so happy.
Kia's death did crush me badly. It still does, each time I think about it. But I'm surprised that I actually find happiness more often now.
ActivateMyHeart: you know, i think i actually thank you for it. for keeping me happy.
TroyMy fingers froze above the keyboard, a smile spreading across my face. I was the one that kept her happy...from all of this? That has to be a privilege.
MyChemicalSandwich: well, the same goes for you. :)
MyChemicalSandwich: i'd probably go crazy if it weren't for you.
NatActivateMyHeart: well i'm glad we're here to keep each other sane, then ^^
I stare blankly at the screen for a while, feeling as if a billion butterflies are fluttering everywhere inside me. Then I type in the one question that's been nagging at me all night.
ActivateMyHeart: when can you come over again?
TroyIf the smile on my face could have grown any bigger, it did when she asked that question. At least she wanted me to come over again.
MyChemicalSandwich: well, when do you WANT me over again? :)
NatActivateMyHeart: like, TOMORROW. xD it's so boring being here alone, you have no idea.
I picture it already, just me and him spending the day together, playing on my Xbox, watching movies, maybe even going out if I have the confidence. Not going out as in dating. You know, just going outside. To town. As friends. Cause that's what we are. And that's what we'll always be.
ActivateMyHeart: so...can you? maybe tomorrow afternoon? >_<
TroyI chuckled at her enthusiasm, it igniting my own.
MyChemicalSandwich: i can try. :3
MyChemicalSandwich: have to see with my parents. they're kinda strict on going out with friends now...
NatActivateMyHeart: heh. makes sense.
ActivateMyHeart: but it's just me, its not like we're going to a party or getting drunk or anything. :3
ActivateMyHeart: i'm sure they'll be ok with it.
TroyMyChemicalSandwich: haha, i hope they'll be okay with it.
MyChemicalSandwich: i'm just expecting a slap on the head and a "you know better than that, troy" type of thing lol. x.x
MyChemicalSandwich: or you know one of those looks that says "i'm going to beat you to death if you suggest something like that again"
NatActivateMyHeart: i don't think so. :3 they know me and they're friends with my parents.
ActivateMyHeart: just tell them we're gonna stay at home. they have nothing to worry about
TroyMyChemicalSandwich: you say that like i'm scared to come over. xD
MyChemicalSandwich: i'm just worried that my parents will smite me for asking. o.O
MyChemicalSandwich: but since it's you... i'm sure they'll understand
NatActivateMyHeart: well you SEEMED scared to come over. xD
In more ways than one, but I don't say that. It's not like anything will happen between us.
ActivateMyHeart: so will you then? come over?
TroyMyChemicalSandwich: haha, no i didn't. <_<
MyChemicalSandwich: and yesssss, i will. :]
NatI grin, my heart beating fast in excitement and anxiety.
ActivateMyHeart: yaaay :D cant wait.
I check the clock, and it's still 2am. I'm surprised that I'm actually starting to get sleepy.
ActivateMyHeart: i'm gonna try and get some sleep again. something tells me i might actually succeed this time.
ActivateMyHeart: cant wait for tomorrow. <3 i'll see you then.
TroyMy heart flutters in my chest at her last IM, as my smile turned cheesy and goofy.
MyChemicalSandwich: alright, same here. :)
MyChemicalSandwich: night night, buttercup. <33
NatI log off with a grin on my face and my cheeks red. Buttercup. It makes my insides all fuzzy when he calls me that. I wonder if he'll call me that tomorrow, too, in his warm voice. I cuddle my pillow and it doesn't take long for me to fall asleep. My dream is a very peculiar one. It's the car accident again, but instead of it ending badly, Troy is actually a superhero and bursts out of the car, stopping it and holding it in place. Then everyone's all happy and hugging him and calling him a hero and everything. But then his eyes lock with mine and he has the biggest grin ever. And suddenly he picks me up and takes me flying. I know the dream is beyond cheesy, but... I'm pissed when I wake up, because I didn't want it to end. Mom knocks on the door and peeks in, and seeing me awake she gets me onto my wheelchair and helps me with my morning duties, such as showering and putting on my clothes. I contemplate on wearing a little makeup. What if Troy was one of those guys who prefer natural beauty? Why the hell am I even caring about my appearance around him? I decide not to wear any makeup and leave my hair down. The clock says 11am. I wonder when he's going to arrive.
TroyAfter I went to sleep last night, I couldn't get the stupid grin off my face for nothing. Now, I dry off from my hot shower, feeling extra uppity today, and pull on my long-sleeved plain white cotton shirt. I undid the buttons that made a line down from the neck to about below my collarbone, because I heard it was suppose to be warmer than average out today. I slide into my dark jeans and lace up my high top converses, all while doing a little jig with my cell in my hand--texting Nat that I'm on my way. Barreling down the stairs, I grab the keys off the hanger that's mounted on the wall behind the front door. My parents said last night I could go on my own, if I took extra care of myself. Of course I agreed hastily. I drove like a manic, though, on my way to her house, rapping my thumbs along the steerwheel. Why the hell am I so nervous suddenly? I didn't have time to answer myself, because I was pulling to a stop in front of their driveway at exactly 11:05am. My heart beating like a drum, I got out of my car and walked up the front steps to Nat's house. I took a deep breath, and knocked on the door three times.
NatI'm still inspecting myself in the mirror when I hear Mom's high-pitched voice outside, a voice she uses only when a guest is here. "Oh, Troy! How lovely to see you again." It was a bit muffled, but I could hear perfectly. I immediately tense up, but then shake my head. Why should I be tense and nervous? Troy is my friend. I push away all my unnecessary nerves and self-consciousness and force myself to relax. Then I steer my wheelchair toward the door and open it, heading out to the living room. Mom's probably already forcing snacks and drinks on him. I chuckle to myself at the thought, but when I actually see him, I couldn't stop my heart from doing flip flops. I knew he was good looking, but today it's ridiculous. I mean, holy mother of penguins, a girl can only take so much. This guy is just... I can't even. I steer my wheelchair toward him with a friendly smile, trying to look calm and relaxed, even though my insides are screaming. "MCS," I say to him.
TroyI put on a smile for Nat's mother, accepting a bottled water from her forcing offers, as she went into the kitchen to get it. I heard a door close, and creakings of wheels being turned. I half expected Nat to be down so quickly, but I did a double-take when I glanced down the hallway. The smile from earlier fell from my face out of awe. She was so pretty, even in her wheelchair and leg casts on. Her hair was loose, and cascading down her chest, the burgundy color clashing beautifully against the whiteness of her shirt. "AMH," I breathe, still staring at her. Then, a wide smile broke out on my face yet again, actually making my cheeks hurt for a moment, and my heart do a small pitter-patter movement in my chest. God, she was gorgeous. My gaze wouldn't leave hers, and it was just only her and I in the room if felt like.
Nat"How's it goin?" I ask, steering myself closer to him and gesturing for him to sit on the couch. "Is your neck and collarbone getting better?" His scent is already surrounding me, and I secretly breathe it in as much as possible.
((Troy accepted a bottle of water from Nat's mom. So, ya might want to rewrite that last part. x.x))
((Oh sorry, I missed it. xD Editing now.))
TroyI sat down on the couch at her gesture, slowly easing myself beside her. "It's finally to where I don't have to wear that neck brace anymore." A blush was creeping up my neck--I could feel it. How stupid I must've looked with it on. "But it still hurts when I move a certain way." I scrunched up the side of my mouth in a half smile, as if saying it could be worse. "What about your legs?" I asked gently.
Nat"They're, um..." Honestly, they've felt the same as they always have. Even if I'm not exactly in pain anymore, there's always a dull throb even if I move them just the slightest bit. It's stressful. "They're doing fine, I guess. I still need to wear the casts, though." I always wonder when I'll be able to walk again, or at least stop wearing the casts. I don't know if they'll be any time soon, because sometimes I can barely even feel my legs at all, as if I don't even have any. I sigh, but then give him a smile. "I'm glad you're doing okay, though."
TroyI want to give her a big bear hug right then and there. The look on her face as she stared at her legs was an expression of helplessness and sadness. My sorriness for her doubled when she gave me a sad smile. So, I reached over the arm of the couch and grabbed her warm hand, lacing my fingers through hers. "Nat, we'll get through this in the end. I'll help you get there if you need me." I gave her a small smile, warmth in my eyes.
NatI squeeze his hand and my smile widens at him. My insides get fluttery─to my absolute surprise (not)─but I know he's saying these things because he's my friend. Friends, that's all we are. No matter how much I want to lean closer and wrap my arms around him, we're just friends. "So, you wanna play some games again? Or watch a movie or whatever. I'm down with anything that's interesting."
TroyWhen the pressure in our hands increases by her doing, my heart does this little flip-flop gesture that made me suck in a small breath. My smile widens as well as hers, as I run my thumb across the back of her knuckles, gently. "How about a movie?" To be honest, I admit that I want to do one of those cheesy date moves─where the guy pretends to yawn and stretch his arm across the back of the girls' seat during a movie. But I have a couple new tricks up my sleeve to make it different. "What movie genres do you like?" I ask, as I quickly scan the rack of DVDs on the bottom of her TV stand, caring less what we watch in the process.
Nat"Do you like...Disney movies?" I give him a shy smile, gesturing over to the numerous Disney DVDs I own. There's a whole stack of it next to some other random movies. "We could watch Tangled. I love that movie." I steer my chair towards him, leaning down slightly to slide Tangled out of the stack. "This would be the 27th time I've watched it, I think," I say with a chuckle.
TroyI suddenly admire her for her honesty. In reality, I did like Disney, have ever since I was four years old. But I wasn't about to tell her that. It would just add awkwardness to my part, and I didn't want that. Anything but that and rejection. So, I smiled and nodded. I loved the movie Tangled, but I hadn't watched it as many times as she had. "I don't mind," I said with a small laugh. Suddenly, I had an idea. The idea made me nervous, and wring my hands. "Would you...like to sit on the couch with me? I can help you." A shy smile appears on my face, heat blossoming in my neck and cheeks.
NatI bite my lip, my heart fluttering all over the place, but I'm actually a little worried. "Well... Okay, I guess." The image of him carrying me fills my mind, and I start screaming inside. Get it together!
TroyI don't miss that little moment of hesitation, and it kind of brings my mood down just a bit. But I push it aside, and get up from the couch, taking the couple of steps it took to get to her. I tried to be slow and gentle, as I slid one of my hands under her knees, and my other arm around her back. Lifting her was easy, she weighed almost nothing, and it made me want to burst into tears for her. This car wreck had changed anything and everything for us. I cradled her to my chest--almost wanting to drown in her warmth and softness pressed against me--and sat her down in one of the end cushions on the sofa, gingerly. Before sitting down next to her, I place Tangled into the DVD player, and pressed 'play' on the remote. I then sat down next to her, making it a point that I put my arm on the back of the couch behind her.
NatAfter he put me down on the couch, I wanted to cry. When he lifted me, it was the best feeling in the world, I wanted to just stay there. But I try not to let it show on my face how sad I am. It was a bit hard to do, but it became easier once he sits very close to me, our sides touching. I'm tempted to lean my head on his shoulder, but don't. When the movie comes on, I softly hum along to the flower incantation song.
TroySitting there, with our body heat tangling up together, my insides started to get all twisted and fluttery. It almost felt like I was going to throw up, but I was more than sure it was just my screwed nerves. I wanted to touch her, to feel her skin press against mine, so bad that I almost pressed my open palm on the side of her face. But I held back, my eyes reluctantly on the screen in front of us. Though, a thought came to mind just then. The hand of my arm that was behind her, fingers outstretched, took a lock of her hair, and started twirling it around between my index and middle finger. It was like silk. No surprise there.
NatAs the movie starts nearing the end, I tear up a little at the scene where Rapunzel tries to save Eugene. No matter how many times I see the movie, I always tear up at the scene. It takes me a while to realize that my head is now on his shoulder, and when I do realize, I tense up. I probably should move away, but...God, I don't want to.
TroyWhen Rapunzel lets that one tear fall on Eugene's cheek, Nat's head descends onto my shoulder, surprising me. I don't move, with my fingers still in her hair. I surprise myself by wrapping my arm around her shoulders, keeping herself against me. She felt so good that way, like she was meant to be there.
NatAs the movie ends and the credits roll, everything is still. Though I expect Troy to get up and turn off the DVD player any time soon, even though I don't want him to. Who the hell am I kidding anymore? I have a huge crush on this guy, and I haven't been doing a very good job in proving otherwise. I keep wondering if maybe it's just grief that's doing this to me, or because he's my only friend, but...no. It feels much more deeper than that. Would it be a bad idea to confess? What exactly is holding me back? Fear of rejection, maybe? Argh, I'm incredibly stressed out just thinking about it.
TroyI stayed there for a moment, after the movie ended, and relished in the heat Nat gave off. I could almost actually feel my eyes threatening to roll themselves back into the sockets. But I mentally slapped myself. You're already head over heels for this girl, and you still barely even know her. Knock it off. I sighed inwardly, but kept my body still beside her, my eyes still on the TV screen. "So, what would you like to do now?" I didn't want to look at her at that moment, because I was afraid I'd do something stupid to piss her off or scare her.
Nat"I don't know, really," I mumble, my eyes closed. What I really wanted to do is just stay here and whisper for him to pull me closer. But I can't do that, of course. I wonder what would happen if I actually did do that, though. I'm guessing things will be awkward and we may never speak to each other again. I let out a breath and stay quiet and un-moving. Maybe he could come up with something to do, cause I'm all out of ideas.
TroyAfter that, whilst sighing a bit, I made the bold decision to lay my cheek on top of her head, and breathed in her sweet scent to myself. She smelled like vanilla today. I loved it. I kept my arm around her on the back of the couch, and just sat there in pure content.
Nat"Natalia?" My mom's voice makes me shoot up from Troy's arms, hearing an "ow" coming from him. "Sorry," I whisper, giving him an apologetic smile and then turning to Mom who is leaning against the kitchen doorway, smiling. She saw us, didn't she? Crap. "Um, hey, Mom," I say nervously, forcing a smile and slightly distancing myself from Troy. "We were just watching a movie."
TroyI jerked in surprise at Natalia's mom's voice, my eyes going wide. But I didn't have time to move away from Nat, she was already on it. In the process of her jumbling to get away, her elbow collided with my ribs, as a sharp pain blossomed there. "Ow," I mumbled, my fingers rubbing there for a moment. I give Nat's mom a apologetic smile, a wince on my face.
NatMy mom just chuckles and walks back into the kitchen. I turn towards Troy sharply, worry on my face. "Are you okay?" I whisper, placing my palm on his arm. "I'm so sorry, I panicked." I glance at his ribs, where I had poked him, and my stomach clenches. What if that part was still injured from the accident? What if it was healing and then I made it worse?
TroyI give a soft laugh at her concern. "I'm fine, Nat. It was just a small jab." I smile at her gingerly, my hand coming down on hers that was on my arm. I look down at the delicateness of it, how much smaller is was than mine, how easily she could crumble. "I don't break that easily." I snort.
Nat"Still..." I mumble. "I was afraid it might've been a healing injury and I made it worse again." I smile as I feel his hand over mine, and I wordlessly lean in again, burying my face in the hollow of his neck. After the accident, I never thought I could feel this comfortable anymore, but he really proved that wrong. Being close to him is the most comfort I've had in a while.
Troy"No, I'm all good." I whispered, as I lifted my hand and placed it all the back of her head softly, running my fingers through the softness of it. "Mmm, your hair is silky-smooth." I grinned, pressing a tender kiss to her temple. Content and comfort spread over me like a warm summer day, as I held her to me.
((Third person? O_o))Nat
I close my eyes and sigh. "I guess it's obvious now, huh?" I whisper. "That I really like you. Like you like you." I can't stop my cheeks from reddening as I say this. "No point in denying anymore." I start to wonder if he and I would ever become something more. Something bad might happen if we rush it. Maybe I shouldn't worry about it now and just...enjoy this moment.
((Fixed it. x///x))Troy
I felt my heart jump at her words, as my breathing threatened to quicken. "Well, it wasn't," I breathed, tightening my hold on her slightly. "But because I like you like you as well," He smiled, twirling a strand of her hair around my pinkie finger. "It's okay." I whispered.
((Rofl. xD I actually love it when you write in third person by mistake. It makes me all giggly. :3))Nat
"What happens now, though?" I whisper. "Or should we not move too fast? Unless you don't mind, I mean, if you really want us to be something more:..but I just thought rushing would be a bad thing and maybe we should take more time to get to know each other better and oh god I'm rambling." My face is beet red and I hide it by burying my face in his shirt. "Sorry," I mumble. "I ramble when I'm nervous."
((Laugh at my mistakes. Dx))Troy
I had to stifle a chuckle about halfway into her sentence, but I had to let it out when she finished. "It's fine, Natalia. I'm fine with whatever you want to do. Fast or slow, it doesn't matter. I'm here." I lay my cheek against the top of her head, running my fingers once again through her hair.
ActivateMyHeart: it's incredible how i'm not tired ONE bit. ._.
ActivateMyHeart: anyways, have your parents decided when you should go back to school yet?