Love, can start from the simplest of things; A smile, A kindly action, a conversation...Love starts as all things,as something small, maybe it will grow and bloom, or maybe not. Maybe it wasn't meant to be? But when it starts blooming, it's no stopping. People have murdered for love, because of the person they love, because they need love...There's also way's to express love. Some kiss and hugs, someone do everything to impress the other, some is satisfied with just talking. Love is oh, so different.
You can chose who to fall in love with, but you cannot choose who to love.
-Maja (last name unknown and no alias), 2013
Anna yanked her hand through her hair and surveyed the scene.
Clothes lay scattered everywhere, along with random debris and other junk.
Anna tried to keep herself from kicking the wall.
Yes, she was known as the tree hugger. But it didn’t mean that she wasn’t clean. Quite the contrary, she took a shower nearly daily, always at the end of the day, and she cleaned thoroughly most of the time. Her job involved a lot of dirt, and Anna didn’t want the dirt to start and build up.
So when she saw a scene like THIS build up in her house, well she was floored. Absolutely. And maybe a little pissed. By a little she meant a lot. And the person that made it made her even more mad, after she had let him stay at her house.
The temporary owner of this ROOM, better known as Lance, had been hiding from Matt and Natalie after he had used his tech skills to stick pictures of the two kissing online on the Internet.
Anna felt somewhat of a pity for him. No, she had never been in his position, or something remotely close to it, but she knew that Matt and Natalie would probably crush his bones when they found him. So she let him stay at her house. In the basement, so they wouldn’t find him.
He promised to be quiet, and to not distract or bother her in any way, while thanking her a million times for her help. Fat luck that got.
Anna kicked what looked like a metal spider, and felt her rage rush to her head. This was where she usually stored her bows, but she cleaned it out for him. When Lance would leave it would probably take her over a couple of hours to clean out the ROOM. And he didn’t care, and he was breaking his promise, and-
Ding dong! She heard the doorbell ring through the house, and Anna threw down some sort of metal bat/gun to answer it. She fumbled for the bronze key that locked the basement door, and slammed the tiny metal instrument in the lock. Running through the small corridor that led to the doorway, Anna cautiously opened the door without checking who it was.
Slam! As soon as she opened it, someone grabbed the handle , ran in, and slammed the door shut. Anna would recognize that hair anyway, unruly and yet somewhat perfect.
“Lance!”
“I gotta go, where’s the key to that damn basement?”
“First you have to explain some things to me!”
“Matt and Natalie are after me! No time!”
Anna ran after Lance who was jogging down the corridor, looking this way and that for the basement door.
“Well you deserve it most likely!” She called after him.
“You, shut up. Hand me the key to the basement.”
“No! Not until we actually sit down and discuss some of the topics at hand!”
Lance dug around until he retrieved an odd looking silver key, and shoved it in the basement door’s lock. Anna could see it beeping until a light glowed red and Lance crammed it back in his pocket. The door swung open harmlessly as if no one had touched it before.
“Hey! You need to list-“
All of a sudden, Lance grabbed Anna by her side and locked her into a kiss. Anna had never been actually kissed anyone before. Not anyone besides family that was. And family didn’t count.
It was….nice. Cool. Soft, Anna had the impression that he had kissed many girls before. But there was something else…..the emotion? Atmosphere? It just added to the moment.
A fleeting thought in her said that he was lying, using her, getting her to shut up. Anna pushed those thoughts away. Even if he was lying, it was nice. A nice lie. All Anna wanted to do was enjoy the moment, why not?
Lance was the one to break off.
“Uh……..” The way he was blushing, it was cute to see him look embarrassed.
“You have to go?” Anna asked, the question sounding more of a statement.
“Yeah.” His cheeks were still red, but he ran down the steps to the basement and Anna could hear him pile his things into his bags.
Why was she just standing there? Lance had obviously just kissed her to shut her up. Didn’t he?
But that moment……that emotion………something inside Anna and Lance had definitely occurred and it wasn’t just lips mashing together. Something more than physical.
Her head was spinning with all the thoughts and questions and pleasures. She had to get up, didn’t she? She couldn’t be a statue.
Forcing her legs to move was maybe the hardest thing she had ever done. It was as if she had lost the ability to walk. Did she just not want to leave Lance or did she not want the moment to shatter?
Anna walked out of the corridor and ran straight into Matt and Natalie.
Matt looked like he had when they were facing Godcat. Natalie looked like she would die.
“Where is he?”
“Who?” Anna’s voice spoke for itself, and she had no idea how. Probably because she was still stuck in the past.
“You know who!” Matt barked.
As if life was fixed by a clock, Lance came out just at that moment. Throwing his bags on the ground he faced Anna and kissed her. The emotions and happiness and everything came crashing and flashing back at Anna, she couldn’t possibly keep track of it all.
She heard cameras flashing. No doubt Matt and Natalie were going to post this online. She didn’t care. Nothing could make her stop loving Lance now.