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Lockhartian 
So, now was the moment for running away, because his memory was completely erased at the sight of that incredibly amazing blue her eyes were. He'd missed those the most. And, even though standing here hurt too much, he was still standing, and he'd still say something as soon as words hit him. Whatever words his mind decided on.
'I miss you, too.'
THAT hurt even more. And they were going separate ways today. Yeah, he wanted to be home already.
What was he doing here again? Ah, right. "You...," he started to say, as he took one step forward, BUT quickly returned to his position against the door. He couldn't possibly manage being too close to her, right? Maybe. "You weren't in the Stands...the Pitch...for the last game," he wasn't going to bring up their last conversation. No.
That made him remember something else he wanted to say, though.
She didn't see that. The step. Her eyes were entirely focused on where they initially fell - his eyes.
Surprisingly, they didn't leave him even after he mentioned
that. Now she
definitely felt guilty. She began chewing on her lip again, hesitating to respond. Not that it needed a response, technically. That was a statement, was it not? An observation?
"You noticed?" Personally, Ellie didn't pay too much attention to the stands. They were merely something to avoid colliding with. She couldn't possibly scan them during a game, picking out familiar faces. Her attention was needed elsewhere. And after the match she was either too disappointed or too happy to bother, depending on who won, of course.
That was a dumb question because he obviously noticed or he wouldn't have said anything. And she was feeling guilty about it. Hadn't she promised to be at all his games. Even if she had really not wanted to see him at the time, she'd broken a promise. That was as bad as lying.