Hugo, being the loving yet over-protective boyfriend he was, was looking for his girlfriend. She’d disappeared, it seemed, for he couldn’t find her anywhere. And now was not the time that he should be losing her. No, Hugo wanted her by his side every minute possible. So that’s what brought him to her ‘headquarters’, causing him to hear the sniffles coming from the stall she’s always occupying. He tiptoed over, knocking lightly and feeling his heart break at her tired response. He hated hearing her so broken. He was supposed to be there if she ever felt sad, so that he could be her rock.
“Gee?” Hugo called out quietly; in that soothing voice that he always uses when he’s trying to calm someone down. “It’s just me. Open up.” He just wants to hold her tightly in his arms and make all the pain go away. Because life has been terribly unfair for her, and he wishes he could change that. Even though he can’t. So really what he feels is the best thing he can do is just be there for her whenever she needs him. Which, in his mind, is always. That’s why he’s been so… clingy of sorts lately. It’s just because he cares so much.
Gia felt her throat dry. She wasn’t supposed to cry in front of him. That was the point of her crying in myrtles stall like a lost puppy. The Hufflepuff was upset, yes, but he didn’t need to see that. They had so little time together and Gee felt that if he were to remember her, she wanted him to remember her for being happy not broken. What the blond wanted was for him to remember her at her best. And now, sitting in this emotional state with short hair was not her best. This, if anything, was her losing. This was her possibly becoming cancer’s bitch. No, Gia was cancers bitch.
“I-I can’t, my love. I’m sorry.” Gia called out in a cracking voice. That alone was an obvious indication that she had been crying. Then, of course, there was the long silence that was accompanied by a sniffle. She wasn’t going to open the stall door at first, but then she gave in and opened the door; wrapping him in her arms, not wanting to let go. “Remember what I told you about fate snatching people up,” she mumbled into her shoulder, “Absolute shit, Hugh. Fate’s a stupid stupid, idiotic, bitch and I don’t want to die. I’m not ready.” All of words came out. For too long, the normally bubbly blond had been holding them in. But now, she could no longer hold in her thoughts. She was going to die. Everyone died, however, that did not make it some adventure as Peter PAn had put it. It was one of the longest, most heart wrenching feeling ever.
Gia wasn’t ready to die, and more importantly, she wasn’t ready to lose Hugo.
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Totally. We’re too cool, seriously.
SERIOUSLY!
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riversparrow replied to your post: @Jo- I see you.
I was waiting for this post. xD hi, Nora. I wasn’t on much yesterday and some of today because I blacked out and my vision freaked out. It turned out to be a migrane but I’m better now. How are you doing?
YOU WERE! I’m going to sit here and smile pathetically at my computer screen. C: I understand how things get in the way. Really, Jo, you don’t have to explain to me. Have you asked your doctor if you have severe sinuses? I used to get horrible migranes that I thought were from stress but were really from sinuses. If that’s the case they’ll give you a shot once a month or a pill that you have to take for a month. Which is a great deal if you really don’t want a headache. I’m great, actually. I had to babysit my boyfriend’s younger brother harry today and now i’m all gushy and overly lksjdfjsfklsdf, due to deaf baby. Seriously, I get enthralled by babies in general but he’s so animated with his hands like me and slakjasfk!
flightofanowl replied to your post: What quote would describe your character best?
haha, I used a John Green quote too! We’re cool lol :3
We are the coolest thing since french toast.
ooc: I am convinced to write a drabble involving either Gia or Kat with the Doctor. Because the thought is amusing.
Lykke Li - Possibility
Tell me when you hear my silence.
(Source: thecheesecrayons)
