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Post by Arden Patricks on Apr 22, 2012 23:47:50 GMT
I nod, silently breaking away and backing up all the way to the wall - moreso just because I don't like having empty space behind me than because I want to put distance between us. Crossing my arms takes care of that.
"We really shouldn't've done that," I repeat, staring at the floor. "... I'm sorry."
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Post by Riley Pearson on Apr 22, 2012 23:51:42 GMT
Riley rubbed the back of his neck and kept his eyes glued to the floor for a moment- faintly hoping no one he knew happened to pass in front of the kitchen door and peak in. That would be the last thing either of them needed right now.
"Please don't start that," He replied at her sorry, "This is, my fault- this is on me." He didn't care that she obviously went along with what he had initiated- the point was that he initiated it and now both of them were stuck in this.
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Post by Arden Patricks on Apr 22, 2012 23:58:49 GMT
For the second time tonight I start to protest but decide I don't much want an argument, so I shrug faintly instead. "We kind of... should've known," I mutter instead. "... Stopped ourselves."
But we didn't, and now... now it's beyond awkward, and bad, and... can we still be friends after something like this? The thought is like a punch in the chest. I don't want to give up Riley. But we've fucked it all up.
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Post by Riley Pearson on Apr 23, 2012 0:06:22 GMT
"I didn't want to stop and I don't think that you did either," He said a bit quietly, "The only thing I regret is that something might happen to you because of this and I don't think I could forgive myself." He stayed quiet a moment. Was that selfish of him? No part of him ever wanted her to be hurt but the fact that it would be because of him just made it even worse. "
"... This is just," He paused again, "to be continued... At least, if you still want to continue it, later." Riley said this sort of quietly. Some things needed clearing up first. "Until then, don't stop being my friend, okay? We can get passed this."
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Post by Arden Patricks on Apr 23, 2012 4:57:58 GMT
... Wat. Is he saying what I think he's saying? No....
I look up, wary but hopeful, and bite down the urge to start arguing again. What the hell would I say, 'don't break up with your girlfrirend - assuming that's what you're talking about, which surely it isn't 'cause... just 'cause - because of me, which is also crazy anyway and not the real reason for the thing it's not even a reason of'? Hell, most of that doesn't make sense even to me.
"I... don't think you just 'get past' this," I say instead, feeling that this covers all eventualities, no matter what he's saying. "But I won't stop being your friend, no." That doesn't mean I'll find it easy to be around him, depending on where this all goes... but I won't stop being his friend.
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Post by Riley Pearson on Apr 23, 2012 5:12:47 GMT
"I just don't want things to be awkward between us..." Riley replied. That's what he had meant about getting past everything that just happened. He wasn't suggesting they forget about it, just that they acknowledge that it happened and what was there and then feel okay about it. "Thank you," He really wasn't sure if that's the kind of reply you're supposed to give to someone saying they'll still be your friend or not, but it's what happened to come out.
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Post by Arden Patricks on Apr 23, 2012 5:14:31 GMT
"Yeah, I... don't know if that's quite possible." I shrug, looking up at the ceiling briefly. "... This is weird."
I want to ask him what he meant, if I heard it wrong and what the hell he's thinking at the moment... but, again - bit awkward. And I don't want to pressure him or anything. None of my business what he's thinking.
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Post by Riley Pearson on Apr 23, 2012 5:20:29 GMT
He sighed and sat back down at the table, but sitting in the chair so he was facing her still. "Why does it have to be awkward?" He was curious- Riley kind of felt like this wouldn't be too hard to see past- so it happened. Big Deal.
... Except that it was sort of a big deal.
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Post by Arden Patricks on Apr 23, 2012 5:26:10 GMT
"Well, I don't know that it has to be, but it is." I raise my eyebrows at him. "You go around kissing friends often enough that this isn't weird for you? We can't even have half an hour's conversation after the whole... stupid... crush-thing... reveal without...." I look away, biting my lip. "I don't even know how to be, or what I can say. Of course it's awkward."
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Post by Riley Pearson on Apr 23, 2012 5:38:58 GMT
Maybe he was asking too much from her for this not to be awkward- for her to just ask like before because well, things were sort of different now. Maybe he should have thought more about things before going and jumping into the confessing and the kissing and whatnot. "I've wanted to kiss you, telling you I liked you just helped it happen." He replied with a small shrug, "I don't know, Arden. I don't know what I'm doing."
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Post by Arden Patricks on Apr 23, 2012 5:43:54 GMT
Obviously.
I don't say this, but tilting my head to the side and rolling my eyes faintly might give him the right idea. "Maybe... we should go our separate ways for a bit. Until you figure out what you're doing." Because you can't just blunder along here and mess with people's heads.
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