If Only I Could Have the Universe
I had fun with this one. I guess it's not very good advertising to say that I thought it up while I was staring out the car window.
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Ella’s shoes clicked nicely as she sauntered through her apartment door. She grabbed champagne and a box of chocolate before taking the kitchen door out to the patio. And simply stared up at the stars. Or smirked.
“All in a day’s work.”
“Hey there.”
Ella spun around, watched with her eyebrow raised as Aaron strolled over to her. He grinned, snatched at her hair and kissed her.
“How was your day?” He asked when he was finished.
Ella smirked again. “It was a good day.”
“Any way I could make it better? Hey. Don’t roll you eyes at me.”
“But it’s so hard.” She arranged her face into a pout.
“Mind if I have a glass?” Aaron pointed at the champagne.
“Sure. Go get your own.” She laughed when he pouted right back at her.
“Thought I was a guest.”
“Seems that I never invited you in.” Ella turned back to the sky as he gave up and walked through the sliding glass door. She folded her arms over the patio railing and leaned against it before deciding she wanted a chocolate. Then she rolled her eyes again at the knock on her door.
Glass opened and closed. Shoes hit tile. The door handle turned.
“You think you’re so clever,” She said when she opened the door for Aaron.
“So do you. You just won’t admit it. You should though. Just think. Humor, intelligence, charms, good looks. I am the man of your dreams.”
“Keep dreaming.”
“Do I get champagne now?”
“Only if you get your own glass.”
“What, I’m not a guest yet?”
“As I said, keep dreaming. Anyway, I haven’t invited you in yet,” Ella retorted.
Aaron angled his head to the side, considering her. “I need to tell you something.”
“So what else is new?” Ella responded, then sighed. “Fine. Come on. We’ll talk on the patio.” And without another word, she strode back out to the evening air, leaving Aaron in the kitchen.
When he came back out, she smiled as he told her that there was no more champagne left.
“So what was so horribly important?”
Aaron looked at her a moment. “I love you.”
“Excuse me.”
“I love you Ella. I’m not trying to joke around here. I love you. I wanted you to know that.”
Ella blinked a few times. “Since when?”
“I don’t know,” Aaron answered, meeting her eyes. “A long time I guess. Ella, I want to give you the world.”
Ella tipped her face into a smile. “Oh, I don’t need the world.”
“Yeah?” Aaron trailed his finger down her face.
“Nope. I am going to have the universe.”
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You thought it was going to be tacky for a minute there, didn't you?
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Ella’s shoes clicked nicely as she sauntered through her apartment door. She grabbed champagne and a box of chocolate before taking the kitchen door out to the patio. And simply stared up at the stars. Or smirked.
“All in a day’s work.”
“Hey there.”
Ella spun around, watched with her eyebrow raised as Aaron strolled over to her. He grinned, snatched at her hair and kissed her.
“How was your day?” He asked when he was finished.
Ella smirked again. “It was a good day.”
“Any way I could make it better? Hey. Don’t roll you eyes at me.”
“But it’s so hard.” She arranged her face into a pout.
“Mind if I have a glass?” Aaron pointed at the champagne.
“Sure. Go get your own.” She laughed when he pouted right back at her.
“Thought I was a guest.”
“Seems that I never invited you in.” Ella turned back to the sky as he gave up and walked through the sliding glass door. She folded her arms over the patio railing and leaned against it before deciding she wanted a chocolate. Then she rolled her eyes again at the knock on her door.
Glass opened and closed. Shoes hit tile. The door handle turned.
“You think you’re so clever,” She said when she opened the door for Aaron.
“So do you. You just won’t admit it. You should though. Just think. Humor, intelligence, charms, good looks. I am the man of your dreams.”
“Keep dreaming.”
“Do I get champagne now?”
“Only if you get your own glass.”
“What, I’m not a guest yet?”
“As I said, keep dreaming. Anyway, I haven’t invited you in yet,” Ella retorted.
Aaron angled his head to the side, considering her. “I need to tell you something.”
“So what else is new?” Ella responded, then sighed. “Fine. Come on. We’ll talk on the patio.” And without another word, she strode back out to the evening air, leaving Aaron in the kitchen.
When he came back out, she smiled as he told her that there was no more champagne left.
“So what was so horribly important?”
Aaron looked at her a moment. “I love you.”
“Excuse me.”
“I love you Ella. I’m not trying to joke around here. I love you. I wanted you to know that.”
Ella blinked a few times. “Since when?”
“I don’t know,” Aaron answered, meeting her eyes. “A long time I guess. Ella, I want to give you the world.”
Ella tipped her face into a smile. “Oh, I don’t need the world.”
“Yeah?” Aaron trailed his finger down her face.
“Nope. I am going to have the universe.”
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You thought it was going to be tacky for a minute there, didn't you?
posted by Starry-Eyed at 10:14 PM
1 Comments:
I love you incredibly much. And I was not expecting tackiness. Because we have gone through these conversations before. I think you should post the Fantasy Novelist Writers check-list thing on here. It would fit in very well with everything else.
Ella is an awesome character. Aaron is a wuss. If I was him, I wouldn't put up with her. But if I was her, I would act just the way she did. Because she is tres cool.
OOOH I JUST CHECKED TO SEE IF YOU WROTE MORE ABOUT HER, AND YOU DID!
I LOVE YOOOOOOU!
-Maria
PS. I got yelled at for eye-rolling today.
PPS. I am also a firm believer of not offering everything to the guest on a silver platter. "GO GET YOUR OWN CUP!"
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