Snippet #2458691

(The same as you do, duh ;) )

Beck Hades.

"I'm okay,"

Elisa whispered as a half hearted response to his comments. She was clearly not okay, but still the blonde haired youth nodded slowly. He knew that he was standing as her support now, whether he liked it or not. However it was true, she needed to pull herself up again which was one hell of a task, but something Beck believe she could do with that strong heart in her chest. He sighed lightly, forcing a kind of plastic tiny grin.

"I don't think we will ever see eye to eye on this one, Beck."

"Nah, I don't think we ever will," He chuckled softly as he rubbed her hair from his vision as though battering away her harsh glares but at the same time submitting. Beck did not want to upset Elisa and knew that his comments were going to hit home to start with. Sometimes confidence was his biggest failure. "But that does not matter..."

"Is that a bad thing?"

His pupils grew huge and his whole body shook a little as he spoke. For once in his life Beck Hades, the master of women and social skills, was embarrassed, flitty and under confident. "No! No...no...not at all!" He stumbled, glaring up at the woman straddled over his waist and trying to contain the shivers spiking up and down his spine. "I...I just did not know what answer to expect...I am most CERTAINLY not complaining,"

"That's a nice promise,"

Beck kind of feared the red colour in her cheeks, wondering if this was all getting too much for her to deal with, or worse, she was preparing for his rejection. A nice promise? He never thought of it as a token of kindness. He just did not want to waste such actions on someone who did not deserve them. Some might have called it chivalrous, but Beck thought it was logical.

"It wouldn't be breaking your promise, being with me."

"I love you."

The room fell into silence until you could hear the slight humming of the electrics on downstairs. It felt as though time had been grasps and held tightly in this one very point. Beck wondered once more if he was dreaming, before begging in his mind that he was not. The blondes eyes lay latched on the beauty ahead of him; the one who had just admitted her feelings.

The savage leader of the invisible gang. The schools flirt. The broken blonde...
...Began to leak tears from his eyes.

He took her face softly in his hands and leant her chin upwards before sitting up and meeting with her lips in hot, passionate kisses. He felt alive. Nothing else matter and all the problems down his path had been shatter. Elisa Grace loved him. The tears on his cheeks clumsily were smudged onto her own face as he pulled away in silence.

"Say it one more time..."