I’ve Got You
Someone on Twitter said how they wished the elevator scene had ended differently without Owen walking away, and because that ripped up my heart as well, I wrote the tiniest thing ever xD It wasn’t supposed to be more than this, so before my twinsie goes ‘it’s tooooo shorttttt!’ hahaha xD I love you really twinsie <3 Here it is :)
The elevator doors opened and the ‘bing’ sounded to show they had arrived at the destination floor, but Owen couldn’t move. He didn’t know why, he had no idea why. Him and Amelia were barely talking, they didn’t really see each other, they didn’t really even look at each other if they passed in the hallway, but now he couldn’t move. He couldn’t not care, because the worst thing in the entire world was the look on her face when he glanced over to the other side of the elevator. The worst thing in the entire world was how much her face crumbled, and how there were tears all over her face, and how her deep blue eyes were puffy and the slightest bit red. He didn’t know why he had hugged her, he didn’t know why he couldn’t leave. Only he did. He knew, and he had known from the minute he stepped on the elevator and saw her face. He loved her even when he hated her. He loved her even through the ‘worse’ part. He loved her so damn much that no matter how much he tried to not, it didn’t even make a dent, it didn’t even leave a scratch.
The doors started to close, and the elevator started to move again. Owen wrapped his arms around Amelia and pulled her in close, rubbing small circles on her back as she sobbed into his shoulder.
“I’ve got you.” He soothed. “I’ve got you.”