Sonnet
Her heart began to beat at an unreasonable rate as his warm hand closed around hers. Was it a friendly gesture, or so much more than that? She blushed madly, holding her head down.
She almost began to panic. She knew what happened to people that got close to her. They left her, just like everyone else. Left her in pieces, on her own, with no one.
But Quin was different, she could feel it in her heart. She knew that she could trust him. Quin was the light in her darkest days, the sole thing that pulled her through those hardest times. She loved him more than anything, but she didn't know whether she loved him in more than one way...
She gripped his hand back as they walked down the corridors. There was no need for words, they both knew what each other were thinking.
The simple touch of their hands joining together was so important to her; he was saying 'I'm here for you.' She had never appreciated having someone like him so much. If he was here, she was happy.
The feeling of shock that gripped her after the fight slowly ebbed away... She didn't know the feeling was that replaced it. It was foreign, frightening almost. The unknown was what scared her most... but this feeling wasn't something she wanted to shield herself from. It was warm and homey, soft and... she couldn't find another word for it. It was just... Quin. That was the only way to describe it.
They came to her door, and stopped, hands still entwined. She looked up at him for a moment, unsure of what to say. This was strange to her, she had never been lost for words with Quin before. But the way he was looking at her dissolved any coherent thought from her head.
"Do you need me to stay with you?" he said softly, squeezing her hand.
She smiled weakly. "I think I'll be okay."
He pulled her close in a hug for a moment, before murmuring a goodnight and letting go of her hand.
The feeling ebbed away as she watched him leave, her hand tingling from where he had held it.
