james atwood
Število prispevkov : 24 Reputation : 6 Join date : 03/11/2012
| Naslov sporočila: somebody that i used to know, Pet Jan 11, 2013 9:53 pm | |
| tagged is his one and only, the amazing miss darcy this was mad. he was mad. well, we're all a little mad here. he thought to himself as he smiled and ruffled his hair with his hand. for some reason it was awfully easy to sit on a plane and fly thousands of miles, drive a few of them from the airport to see her, and yet impossible to make those final few steps to her apartment. what was he even doing here? what was he supposed to say to her after all these years? there was, of course, no good answer to that question, that much he knew. and yet, here he was, sitting in this rental car and pondering his next few moves. he never was much of a planner – as evidenced by the fact he just flew across the united states to see her without second thought. but after his talk with his publishers he just couldn’t stand not to see her. and ask her all the things that have been going on his head for the past few days. do you ever think about me? because I do, all the time. do you ever wish we stuck it through in paris? because I do. all the time. finally he got out trying to ignore the loud beating of his heart in his ears and rubbed the sweaty palms of his hand on this trousers. he just had to get it over with, like a band aid. quick and painless. as he skipped along the stair he knew he was kidding himself – nothing about seeing darcy williams again is going to be painless. and then, there he was. knocking before he could change his mind he stepped a few feet back and considered his options. maybe she isn’t home. maybe she’ll be pleased to see him. oh god, why was he doing this again? he could’ve at least called first. but what would he say? no, this was better in person. or at least that was his reasoning when he bought the tickets. all kinds of panic alarms went through his head when the doors finally swung open, and there she was. exactly as he remembered her. maybe a few years older, not that she showed it, even more beautiful if he had anything to say about it. "hi." it was probably, the most idiotic sentence produced by a human being. "uhm, it’s me. james?" nope, he was wrong, this was worse. they weren’t talking on the phone you nobhead. he wanted to hit himself but thought better of it, as he probably already looked and sounded insane. "listen, can I come in? I..." there was no good way to end this sentence. "we need to talk."
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