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What's up, Buttercup?
Elliotās lips parted, his eyes falling shut as he tried to compose all the thoughts in his mind into words and shook his head slightly. āI..Iām thinking about how much harder it is going to be, to stay away from you.ā
His words hurt her more than they probably should have done, Ella pulling back from whatever contact they had and swallowed. "And.. is that what you want? To.. stay away from me?"
Elliot let her touch him, reveling in the fact that they actually finally could. He let his eyelids fall closed, his smile still on his lips, āWhat are you thinking?āĀ
Sighing, Ella smiled as she thought about her answer. There were too many things going on in her mind, but she figured he wanted to hear something less complicated. "How.. perfect this seems." Was her response, lack of better words managing to form in her sentence. "What about you? What are you thinking?"
He did as she asked and slowly moved his hand up and down her back, his forehead resting against hers and allowed their eyes to meet. He sighed very gently, not wanting to disturb the moment.
Ellaās brain was still wondering how it was even possible for something like that to happen. Though she supposed a lot was possible; she was a ghost, after all. Her hands simply found his cheeks, as she stroked her thumb across them like she was checking it was still real.
I long for the countryside. Thatās where I get my calm and tranquillity - from being able to come and find a spot of green.
"Well, Iām glad you calmed down and Iām glad that I was able to help you. It makes a change from just having to sit on the sidelines and wish I could just rub your back or hold your hand to comfort you."
Ella sighed as she wiped the remaining tears away from her eyes, smiling as she listening to him speaking. "Do all of that. Please. Rub my back, hold my hand, and just.. stay here for a little while. Please."
"Yeahā¦" said the male, his mouth twitching to form a small smile. "Pretty crazy⦠maybe we connected well enough for it to happen.ā He wrapped a hand around her wrist, sliding slender fingers along pale skin.
Ella chuckled softly as he spoke, her head shaking from side to side as she rest her head on his shoulder. āOr.. I had an emotional breakdown and you helped to calm me down.ā She didnāt care how it happened, she just wanted to live in the moment as they sat there together.
Elliot drew back very slowly, his fingers still holding into the back of her hair, twisting locks of it around his knuckles and breathed out quietly. It was clear that that had been a build up of tension between the two of them for a long time. He felt light headed, only now registering just how different it was kissing Ella, almost like kissing air, but she was there, there was no doubting that ā but it was lighter.
The brunette sighed silently after Elliot pulled away, her fingers softly making circles in his hair. She had so many questions, and yet she didnāt want to ask them, just in case this was the only moment they had where she could touch him. āI can.. you can touch me.ā Ella mentioned again, her voice barely a whisper.
He felt the need and urgency for the female as she began to kiss him back. All this time he had thought Ella had been out of reach to him, all this time heād put her in a box labeled āThings I canāt haveā and yet - now he was kissing her. Sure, Elliot wasnāt going to stay in Havenwood, but that didnāt mean that he was leavingĀ right now and he cared deeply for Ella.
Ellaās emotions were all over the place that day, it seemed. As much as she wished she could stay there with him in that moment, at that exact time and savour it forever, she couldnāt. She knew she couldnāt, and yet she didnāt care. All that mattered to her was that very moment, kissing him back with a little more force as she tangled her hands into his soft tufts of hair.
Elliot gently drew back, but kept himself wrapped around her, his fingertips lightly brushing back her hair. āYeah, you canā¦ā The male swallowed thickly, closing his eyes as he delicately brushed his lips against hers, doing something he had wanted to do for a very long time now.
The hesitation to think of doing what they had wanted for a long time almost confused Ella, and yet she understood it all at the same time. The question of why was still in her mind, but she ignored it completely and felt his lips upon hers before she could even voice it.
He pressed his lips to her hair line, keeping her close to his body, allowing her to steal his warmth and closed his eyes yet again. āItās okayā¦ā he breathed, āitās okay, Iām here.ā
Her fingers kept softly scratching the back of Elliotās shirt; attempts at bringing herself even closer to him. āElliot. Elliot, I can touch you.ā She whispered, breathing in deeply as she rest her head on his shoulder.
It took him moments to register that Ellaās hand was on his, he actually thought heād fallen asleep with his eyes closed and someone else had taken her place. When he opened his eyes and saw her still there, right in front of him, he took his opportunity and threw his arms around her, pulling her in to him.
Ella almost couldnāt believe it, wondering over and over in her head if it was real. But she ignored any second of doubt; whether it was real or not didnāt matter when she was being tugged into Elliotās arms. It almost made her cry again, though from happiness, mixed in with her previous feelings.
Elliot waited slowly for her hand, his eyes closed, simply because he didnāt want to see it fail.
It had been too long since she felt someone elseās touch, someone other than another dead person. And when Ellaās hand didnāt fall directly through Elliotās she almost thought she was daydreaming.
Elliot could almost feel her as she moved in closer, so he turned back towards her, allowing her to take whatever comfort she could from him. Still hoping in the back of his mind that he could get to hold her, hell if that kid Blake could touch practically the entire ghost population, he should be allowed to touch at least one.
Her mind was telling her to stop what she was doing, before she went right through him and got disappointed for another time that day. Ella moved her hand from her side and over to hover above his. For goodness knows what reason, she wouldnāt stop it, and set her hand gently down onto his.