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therock_sorceress · 12-05-2012, 03:20 AM

SPOILER!!: Elliot likes Mick ^_^

It was that simple, huh? Mick recieved a simple answer and yet it didn't make things on his end any better. He felt like he was being watched. He looked around nervously, and saw Ethan waving at him. In return, he waved back and mouthed a little 'hey'. Then he eyed the Hufflepuff table and waved at Laura and her friends, trying to appear as calm as possible. Obviously, he wasn't calm. You like me? Like me how? Why me? I mean, I know I'm likeable - YOU LIKE ME?! Isn't Laura and Sophie as likeable as me, I think so - she likes me...

The thought of it made it harder for Mick than it seemed five minutes ago, he couldn't fathom how or why everything became so complicated. Maybe this is meant to be. Who knows...Mick sure wish he did know. "Ellie, you can't like me. I can't like you," he said in a low voice that only she can hear. "We can't be friends or talk to each other a-a-anymore."

Ugh! I'm sorry.

What would his father have told him to do, instead of this? Again, who knows? Michael A. DeLarge was alone on this one, but he reminded himself that this will all pay off. It'll all pay off when he and Laura and everybody else is happy during the summer, without drama. Telling someone that may have turned out to be a decent person that they shouldn't talk anymore didn't feel like a good thing...Maybe it will later on.

"Elliot -" his voice dropped, as he couldn't think of anything else to add. It might be hard for anyone to determine what he was feeling, for his face contained no emotion. "Elliot," he repeated, "I'm really, really sorry."

12-05-2012, 03:20 AM	#80 (permalink)
therock_sorceress Mocking Malfoy Fred's Wardrobe Jobberknoll Join Date: Jul 2007 Location: Nowhere. I lurk. Posts: 4,108 Hogwarts RPG Name: Michael Alexander DeLarge (a.k.a. Mick) Fifth Year	...And a little shout out to Ethan as well SPOILER!!: Elliot likes Mick ^_^ Quote: Originally Posted by kayquilz Elliot was still flipping through Aurora's book...trying to see if she had any tips on becoming an Occlumency EXPERT in less than a week... Ugh. So far she found NOTHING...like that. But she did appreciate it. She lifted her glass to her lips, taking a deep sip of water--since, apparently, the tea was NOWHERE to be found--and lifted her eyes at the sound of approaching human presence. Meh. It was Mick! Elliot's managed a small grin as he said her name...but he looked off. She tilted her head to the side curiously...wondering WHY he was acting so weird...she opened her mouth to ASK him so when he dropped THAT bomb.. BLINK Elliot just stared at him for a few seconds...Uh...what? She finally got her voice..."Because I like you... and don't like...them." I mean..isn't that sort of...obvious? Because...when you like someone, you're nice to them. And quite the opposite when you don't..she was staring at him quizzically...because it seemed so obvious... It was that simple, huh? Mick recieved a simple answer and yet it didn't make things on his end any better. He felt like he was being watched. He looked around nervously, and saw Ethan waving at him. In return, he waved back and mouthed a little 'hey'. Then he eyed the Hufflepuff table and waved at Laura and her friends, trying to appear as calm as possible. Obviously, he wasn't calm. You like me? Like me how? Why me? I mean, I know I'm likeable - YOU LIKE ME?! Isn't Laura and Sophie as likeable as me, I think so - she likes me... The thought of it made it harder for Mick than it seemed five minutes ago, he couldn't fathom how or why everything became so complicated. Maybe this is meant to be. Who knows...Mick sure wish he did know. "Ellie, you can't like me. I can't like you," he said in a low voice that only she can hear. "We can't be friends or talk to each other a-a-anymore." Ugh! I'm sorry. What would his father have told him to do, instead of this? Again, who knows? Michael A. DeLarge was alone on this one, but he reminded himself that this will all pay off. It'll all pay off when he and Laura and everybody else is happy during the summer, without drama. Telling someone that may have turned out to be a decent person that they shouldn't talk anymore didn't feel like a good thing...Maybe it will later on. "Elliot -" his voice dropped, as he couldn't think of anything else to add. It might be hard for anyone to determine what he was feeling, for his face contained no emotion. "Elliot," he repeated, "I'm really, really sorry." __________________ Falling in love is such an easy thing to do. Birds can do it, we can do it Let's stop talking, let's get to it...Let's fall in Love!