"I love you..."
Pain suddenly filled his red eyes "Wh-What?"
"I love you!" I repeat bluntly, though inside I was hurting
Was it really that painful to know that I loved him?
He suddenly shook his head, his eyes searching mine as if to see if I was joking or not
Of course I wasn't! I loved him...
"(Name)..." His voice sounded strained as he trailed off, not exactly knowing what to say
Tears built up in my eyes "What..?"
"I..." He looked away, biting his lower lip "It's just..."
Where was the mischievous Gilbert I knew..?
But I absentmindedly nodded "You don't love me..."
His head immediately snapped back to me "Wh-what? I-!"
I shook my head, flinching away from his gloved hands "You can just tell me, you know..."
I scanned his features once again--his red eyes, his snowy white hair that seemed to blend in with the season, his pale cheeks that have gained a pink hue due to the cold, his winter attire and his adorable bunny ear-muffs--and realized that I should've seen the rejection coming, he was my best friend
Even girls could be friend zoned
Sweeping a lock of my (h/c) hair behind my ear, I gave a cold chuckle "I get it..."
His eyes frantically scanned my features as if he thought I was tricking him "No! (Name)-!"
"Who is it?" I suddenly snapped, looking up from the snowy ground, eyes glaring codly into his "Bella? Natalia? Lilli?!"
His eyes turned sad, unable to speak. What happened to the brutally-honest boy I knew?
Hot tears fell onto the ground, seemingly caressing my cold (s/c) cheeks, as the hard cold truth hit me "...Elizabeta"
His eyes saddened even more as he opened his mouth to answer
But I beat him to it, shoving him hard enough so that he had to take a step back as he tried not to slip on the slick frozen asphalt "It is her? Why? What does she have that I don't? Huh?"
My pain from rejection immediately turned into anger "It's not like I care that you love me anyway! I hope you and that stupid Hungarian go get married and fall of a cliff! See if I care!"
Turning around, I stomped away, my heart breaking into a million little pieces
'I had just lost the love of my life to my best friend..?'
I thought that, at least until I felt something get a tight grip on my wrist and I was immediately spun
Cold lips met mine and, even though I hated to admit it, it felt so good. So right.
Beating my fists on his shoulders, I wanted to protest. I didn't like how good it felt when his lips were against mine! I didn't like how warm his body felt flush against me! I especially didn't like the fact that I, (Name)(L.Name), liked these feelings he was giving me at the moment; the fluttering in my stomach, the growing blush, the clammy hands as he intertwined his fingers with mine.
It felt all too good
"Ich Liebe Dich Auch, Schatz..." He seemed to chuckle as his lips moved away from mine, his forehead on mine as his arms encircled my waist
I gave out an exasperated sigh, my blush lighting up my face "You idiot! You worried me there! Jeez!"
Another chuckle escapes his lips "Don't worry, Schatz! I was just so surprised that you loved me too that I just couldn't get the words out..."
"Good..." I mumbled, inching my face closer to his "Because you're mine now, Beilshmidt..."
"I don't mind that one bit..." He mumbles before pulling my lips to his once more
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