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Amy:
The way he looks at me is crazy. The moment I laid eyes on him something in me ran cold, in a good way, I think. When he pressed me up against the truck and his lips came into contact with my neck I felt like I was drenched in icy cold water. Even now as he holds onto my hand in his, it's a beautiful kind of pain. Like when you work out too hard and are sore the entire next day and you take a cold shower to numb the triumph soreness. Or those first cold days after a really hot summer.
"What is it like to live with hum... where you live?" he asked.
"Annoying. People are so stupid and evil," I flipped my new bangs out of my face and he froze. I know exactly why too. The stupid scar on my face. I thought the bangs covered it pretty well. I hated that Marty had seen it and now him.
"What happened? Who did this to you?" he asked pushing my bangs away so that he could get a closer look. It was almost the same way Marty reacted. It's just a stupid scar. I hide it because I don't like it when people make a big deal out of it. It's not.
"It was an accident," I shrugged, looking away. "It's ugly, huh?"
"No, it just makes me mad that something like this would happen to you out there," he's trying to meet my eyes again.
"It could have happened to me here,"
"Not on my watch. Believe me," there's so much confidence in the way he said it as he got closer.
When he stepped into me, I swear I feel like all of my worries are slipping away. I feel safe. It's something that I haven't felt since the night I got this thing on my face. So many promises were made and kept but I can still feel the phantom pain of the ring ripping into my face. Nathan takes that away with a single look. How can he make me feel like this without me knowing him? Then it hit me, what Marty had said. How she believed in something that sounds a lot like having soulmates.
"Do you believe in soulmates?" I asked looking up at him and he smiled.
"I do and I always have," he confirmed leaning into me closer. Why don't I move away from him the way I have with others? "I just thought maybe- I didn't know if I had one,"
"Marty said that one day your soulmate will come along and make you very happy," we were literally just talking about that in that car.
"She's right," he smiled and kissed the top of my head. I don't know him, he doesn't know me but this feels so right. " I always thought I was a super happy guy but not once did I ever feel like I do now,"
"Now?" I asked and he nodded.
"You're my soulmate, Amy. I know you can feel it. It's the reason why you let me hold you why you want me to. I know you can feel how perfect we fit even without knowing each other," I placed my hand on his chest and pushed him away from me a little.
"How is this happening?" I asked.
"Fate has a funny way of making life easier even in the middle of the ugliest things," is all he said.
"You sound like Marty," I rolled my eyes at him. He smirked.
"That's because I'm wise as f**k," we turned to see her coming up the hill with the girl from earlier.
"This is Annie my little sister," Nathan introduced her to me when he saw that I kept looking at her.
"And my assistant," Marty added.
"Nice to meet you. I'm Amy," I greeted extending my hand to her. Her eyes lit up, hesitating before she shook my hand.
"Amy, we have to head back now. We'll come back tomorrow after school and stay the weekend okay?" the disappointment is real. I don't want to leave. She and Nathan looked at each other like they were having some kind of stare down but then he stepped away from her.
"Can I have your number?" he asked looking over at me. The disappointment in his eyes made me want to stay even more. I nodded handing him my phone. He put his number in it before sending himself a quick message.
"I'll see you tomorrow then?" I asked.
"Hell yeah," he smiled. I glanced back at him one more time as I followed behind Cameron and Marty. There's something about them. Something I am going to try and get out of Marty when we get back to my house. She can't escape me there.
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