You've Said Enough
We pulled apart as I felt my face was covered in flames. I stole a quick glance toward Amélie to see that she had an disapproving look toward the man at the door while blushing heavily.
"Gérard! Do you always have to do that?" Wait.. Gérard? All I heard was a hearty laughter that took over the silence that over came the three of us. "Awe Amélie, don't be so pouty. Just wanted to meet the girl you texted about." Once the man walked down the steps I noticed exactly who he was from his short blonde hair down six feet to his toes. Once he looked in my direction he gave me a shocked look. "Well looky here! Overwatch Academy's very own Lena 'Tracer' Oxton! Fastest girl in all of the academy!"
I thought that my face couldn't get any redder, but it somehow did. "Nice to see ya Gérard. Didn't know you two know each other. " I looked back over to Amélie who seemed like she was trying to hide deeper into my jacket. Like a prey hiding from a predator. Seems the taller man decided that this was a sign for him to wrap his arm over the dark haired girl's shoulders. "My own family doesn't talk about me huh? That makes me feel special, sis. Tir à la soeur de coeur Amélie." I gave the taller girl a a shocked look and mouthed the word 'siblings?' toward her. She shrugged with a sheepish smile while mouthing 'sorry' toward me. I just gave her a reassuring smile to show I wasn't upset.
"Well I'll leave you two to your goodbyes. I enjoy you very much Lena, but I'm not letting anyone stay the night with my sister." He said with a wink as he walked back up the steps. Now I defiantly knew my face was completely flushed. I rubbed the back of my neck and stared toward where Amélie stood. She giggled as her cheeks matched the same shade of red that my face was.
"Je suis tellement désolé Lena. My brother can be a little.. Protective about who I meet and talk to." I shrugged it off and took a step closer to the gushing purpette. She had a smile on her face and put her hands on my shoulders. "It's alright love. I understand how family can be a little suffocating at times." I placed my hands on the sides of her hips and smiled sweetly to her as she placed her forehead back against mine. "I guess I should award you for the understanding. Oui?" I swallowed hard thanks to the dryness in my throat. "If ya wanna love." She closed her molten gold eyes as our noses rubbed against one another. Her hands then moved to the sides of my face as I closed my eyes in response.
This time no one interrupted us as our lips met. Her lips were soft yet chilled. This was probably because of us standing outside for so long. But our lips moved effortlessly agaisnt one another as we took minor separations through the seconds for quick breaths. My fingers started to entangled themselves with the hem of her sweater as her's entangled with my hair. We broke apart a few seconds later with a string of saliva coming from between us. I wish it didn't end, but all good things have to at some point right?
We stood there for a little bit. With her hands running through my hair and rubbing at the back of my neck, while mine was tightening and loosening my grip on her sweater. She seemed lost as she stared into my hazel orbs, which I couldn't blame her as I stared deeply into her golden pools. My attention was only taken away from her when there was a hasty knock on her window. I looked over to see Gérard pointing down at his watch. This time, all I did was giggle as Amélie got flustered. "Seems your brother is starting to lose the plot with us. I'll see ya tomorrow, 'ight?" She smiled sweetly as I spoke. "Hopefully, I have ballet practice at The Paris Opera Ballet School. Maybe I'll see you outside of the Academy building?" My eyes widened a little as she said the dance school she goes to.
Well I'm gobsmacked. That's the best dance school in the whole world ain't it? If not, the best ballet school in all of France. She must be some dancer then.
"Sure thing love." I pulled away from her afterwards. "Well, I'm gonna go before your brother decides that he wants to beat my arse." I got up on my tip toes and pecked her on the cheek before running down the street. "See ya tomorrow beauty!"
I walked the street that held Amélie's dance school as I fixed the collar of my bomber jacket. I guess being apart of the RAF program in the academy has it's perks. I seen the front gates of the school and leaned against one of the laps out the front. Now I know I promised her that I would meet her outside the academy, but I didn't have track practice on Mondays and school was let out early anyway. So I ended up asking Gérard when her dance class let out. He said that it might not be a good idea to meet her right out of practice, but I didn't quiet care. All I could think about while my science teacher droned about quantum physics was the basic features of her face.
I watched how a bunch of men and women a like walked out in white/black ballet outfits. I smiled when I seen the purple curtain that is Amélie's hair. I walked up on tapped her on the shoulder thanks to her back being toward me. "Heya beauty!" She turned her head toward me and then turned her head away. "What are you doing here Lena?" She sounded so cold as she spoke my name. It made me cringe.
"Well. School was let out early so I asked your brother when you get out of practice so I could see you. Didn't see the point of ya going all the way over there when I could just come here for ya." I gave her a smile but it seems that she wasn't listening as she just kept walking without acknowledging what I had said. She's acting so.. Strange.
"Amélie, what's going on? You're acting weird." She turned and gave me a nasty look. "Can you leave me alone?! Vous êtes un tel ravageur!" I cringe once again and looked her dead in her eyes as tears started to sting mine. She had a hurt look her eyes even if her face still had a hard snarl on her face. "Beauty, what happened to you? Why are you acting like this?" My voice sounded rash and faded as I spoke. I noticed that the snarl disappeared and was replaced now with a soft look.
"Lena. I-" I put my hand up was a single tear slipped from my eye lids. "Save it. You already said enough. I'll leave you alone beau-Amélie." I started walking away. I even ignored as she yelled out my name. That was until I was dragged into a dark alley and slammed up against the wall.