Text Cut: Ellie
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HaRoHeGiNeLu
Really? CLEARLY she wanted that. Her mouth opened in an attempt to confirm that, but Treyen kept going. And it hung open. Until he was finished.
"Honestly? Can I really believe you honestly wouldn't have kissed her?" She did, actually. Now Ellie only wanted to make a point of the fact that she found him hard to trust. No matter how many 'honestly's, 'truthfully's, and 'please believe me's he put in front of his sentences.
Ugh. "No, what's bothering me is that you continue to deny that you wanted to kiss her." Which was the same thing but NOT. Just different. Totally. Sort of.
Oh, he was using much nicer tones, now. She recognized his expression. That wanting-to-smile-but-probably-shouldn't expression. And she couldn't help but match it. And her own smile only grew as he went on. "Thank you." For the apology. "And...and I do forgive you." Why? She hadn't the faintest clue. But she did.
There. Done.
Treyen shook his head, more as if to get rid of everything going in his head than an actual answer,
"I think you know I wouldn't have done that, but as far as whether you can believe it or not...well, that's up to you, really, you SHOULD, but I know you don't trust me anymore," and that was the hardest of things, trust was something you earned, and once lost it was rather difficult to get it back.
He'll try his best to do that, but it also depended on Ellie.
Sigh.
That was the same thing he said! Only backwards! And he was dying to point it out...but refrained from doing so.
"Because I didn't!" will it all go away if he
did say he'd wanted to? But if he said that, then he'd be lying. So, no, he wasn't pleasing Ellie with an answer she wanted.
He sighed one more time...and then...chuckled? He chuckled? He did.
"It is rather pointless, isn't it?" to be arguing about whether he'd wanted to kiss someone else or not. It was getting them nowhere.
Then again, all their arguments had always been pointless.
But...that was a small smile he saw, right? His smile did grow, and he nodded,
"Thank you," finally! One apology she accepted.
His eyes found the door again,
"Can I write to you? Over the summer?" he wasn't looking at the door anymore, but at the floor.