Thanks for reviewing! I appreciate it, and really, really loved them. But I do have some bad news.
One, this story will be finishing pretty soon. We can't avoid the fight forever and that is basically the end. Also, I'm falling into a writer's block, and I think this might be neglected because of that. Hopefully, I'll be able to get over it quick and start writing again.
On a better note, I have another idea for a story bubbling up. I think suppressing that is what's making me lose interest in this story, so if I can finish this one quick, and start writing that one I think it'll all be better. So, don't worry, you'll all have another story to go and read when this story is completed.
I really can't thank you enough (especially if you've read this far into the author's note), and I hope you enjoy and have enjoyed this story.
This was all a little crazy, wasn't it? It couldn't really be happening, could it? But if it was real, would it last?
Amelia had always been bold, she'd never been afraid to say what was on her mind, and when she realized her feelings for Ed she'd blurted it all out. She made him wait for her for so long and now she wanted to keep things the same just with a new name. Could she really ask that of him? Could she really make him wait even longer? She shouldn't have said anything…She should have waited until she'd sorted out her feelings.
Amelia felt selfish asking Ed to keep it simple. He was the kind of guy that went over the top. He may have been careful and thoughtful, but when he wanted to do something she had a hard time taking him out of it. Or at least that's what she thought. Apparently, she could talk him out of anything and that's why he'd avoided her when he deiced to accept the bet with Jordan.
Part of her felt like this whole thing was going to crumble. She'd seen plenty of girly movies where best friends feel in love, but they never really felt true to her. She'd seen plenty of relationships at school start and end in the matter of weeks. Simple problems pulled people apart when they were connected by the bond on boyfriend and girlfriend. Her and Ed had had plenty of fights, but they'd been friends. She always thought friends could stick together much better than couples. So, now what? Would she lose Ed if they fought? Would they break up and never see each other again?
Amelia felt a burning tingle in the back of her eyes at the thought. She couldn't be without him. She screwed up their whole entire existence all because she couldn't keep her mouth shut. She'd ruined them…
"Mia," he whispered. "You look sad."
"I messed this all up, Ed," she choked.
"Yes," she said. "If we can't do this, we'll never see each other again."
"Don't be stupid," he scolded. "That won't happen."
"How do you know?" she spat back.
"How long have we known each other?"
"Since we were kids."
"And how many times have we fought."
"A lot," she sighed.
"And do you really think that if we have another one, we'll be done forever?"
"Yes," she whispered.
"Why?" he sounded hurt.
"Because we're not just friends anymore," she replied, looking up at him. "We're together, we're boyfriend and girlfriend. Have you seen how fast people break up at our school?!"
"We're not them, Amelia," he sounded frustrated and amused at the same time.
"None of them were friends like you and me are," he said. "We've been through a lot together, and we'll get through more together too. You don't have to worry."
She was quiet.
"I love you, Amelia, so please stop worrying."
She felt a shock got through her body. That was the first time he'd said it. Although she knew, it was the first time he'd actually said it, and it made her feel so much better.
"I'm sorry," she said. "I'm being really stupid."
"Yeah," he agreed. "Now stay still and let me kiss you."
He wanted to sneak out the window once it got late. She told him that they were on the second floor with nothing but the ground to help him with the climb. If he broke his legs trying to be adventurous, he'd lose the fight with Jordan by default. That shut him right up as he hurried to her door. He took the doorknob in one of his hands and turned to look at her again. The light from the moon caught him, making his eyes and fox-like grin shine. Amelia's breath hitched in her throat and her heart thumped in her chest. She moved forward and grabbed his hand.
"I change my mind, stay a little longer."
"Mia," he said, gripping her hand tight. ""We've got school tomorrow. Remember?"
"Forget school," she said. "Just stay, please."
He almost couldn't say no. The look she was giving him and the electrified feelings running through him almost made him forget why he was leaving in the first place. Why was he even arguing with her, staying with her was better than anything else in the world? But a spark in his brain pulled him back, reminding him that not turning up to school tomorrow would make more trouble than the two of them needed. Not being there in the morning would let Jordan think he'd won. Let him that that he'd scared Amelia so much that she couldn't even step into the building.
"Walked me to the door," he said, trying desperately to ignore the pain in his heart with the words.
She sighed, but went with him without another word. They walked down the stairs quietly, hands still clenched tight. They stood in front of the door for a moment, not talking and not moving. The rest of the house was asleep and the lights were all off. The moonlight shown in through the windows illuminated the two as they waited for the other to speak. Ed sighed and leaned down to pressed his lips against her forehead. She shrunk a bit in embarrassment, and he smirked. He moved to her ear and spoke softly.
"Meet me for another training session tomorrow?"
She nodded. "Yeah."
"I can't wait," he whispered as he reached for the doorknob and pulled the door open.
While she reeled from the shiver his voice made in her, he kissed her one more time before he disappeared behind the door. Amelia blushed and touched her lips.
Would she ever get used to this, or would his kiss leave her knees wobbling and her head dizzy for the rest of her life?
School the next day was… interesting, to say the least. Ed was right there waiting for her when she came out her door and took her hand as soon as they started walking. It felt so natural that is gave her a chill. How could it be so easy to be like this with him? She'd never been in a relationship before, and now it felt like they'd been doing this forever.
"Did you sleep alright?" he asked.
"Yeah, did you?" she asked awkwardly.
He smiled, and turned to look down at her. "Of course, I always sleep well after I've seen you."
She blushed and stared at the sidewalk under her feet. "That's good."
Ed laughed, and pulled her along.
When they got to school, Ed kept her hand in his as they walked through the doors. Fortunately they only got a few stares, and after a few minutes, Ed let her hand go. She sighed in relief. It wasn't like she hated touching him, or being near him, it was just that all the questions and screaming that would ensue after people saw they together would be too much. She'd been hearing people trying to get them together for years and how they were going to get married one day. Having all they said be true was an amazing and terrifying thing.
Amelia's hope of keeping their relationship a secret was destroyed during lunch…
She'd been stuck in a large group of people on her way down to the cafeteria, and when she arrived at her table, it was mostly full. Ed saw her coming and stood from his seat, a familiar grin and glint in his eyes making Amelia slow down a bit. She stopped a ways from the table, getting the attention of almost everyone sitting there, and stared straight at Ed. He smiled wider and stepped forward.
"Ed," she warned. "What are you doing?"
He only chuckled.
She turned to run, but he caught her wrist and turned her back aground. He pulled her back towards him, and when she was close enough, his other hand found her cheek and guided her lips towards his. She froze; face heating up as she pictured the looks she was getting from their friends. Ed's other hand wrapped around her and she felt herself being dipped. After a long moment he pulled away, but kept them at their bent positions.
"Sorry," he said, smiling. "I couldn't help myself."
Thanks for reading! I hope you liked it, and sorry that it's a little short! I'll try to get a longer one out next time, and it might be the last chapter so be warned. Thanks again, and PLEASE, PLEASE, PLEASE REVIEW! If you want an update soon and long, you've got to review!
Thanks again, and sorry if they're any mistakes, I'm in a bit of a rush.