The words that the girl says come out of her mouth and fall on Gabriel like a bucket of ice water, and blue eyes are bright with something. A spark--unrecognizable, unreadable, but Gabe leans forward.
Allie just went from a means to an end to being interesting.
Incredibly interesting.
Not who. What. Gabe doesn't want to lie, just because it takes balls to accuse someone of being something like that. Also doesn't exactly want to tell her because he's not certain himself. All that matters is he's here, and he's away from his mother, and he's ready to latch on to something else. Someone else. Gabriel had thought, maybe, it could be this girl. That was the reason why he was here. Now he's not so certain that this girl was there to latch onto him, but to stop him.
But since when was the world so fucking black and white like that?
It isn't. So Gabe simply chuckles and takes a step towards her. He's slow, since he's already seen what she can do to a door let alone a human. It's only fair since she's touched him that the gets to touch her.
"Well," He states, keeping his voice nice and casual as both of his hands move to her hips, resting there so they're close. He looks down, offers a highschool quarterback smile. "My name's Gabe, I'm 18 years old, and currently our only way of getting out of this closet. That straight enough for you?
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Allie just went from a means to an end to being interesting.
Incredibly interesting.
Not who. What. Gabe doesn't want to lie, just because it takes balls to accuse someone of being something like that. Also doesn't exactly want to tell her because he's not certain himself. All that matters is he's here, and he's away from his mother, and he's ready to latch on to something else. Someone else. Gabriel had thought, maybe, it could be this girl. That was the reason why he was here. Now he's not so certain that this girl was there to latch onto him, but to stop him.
But since when was the world so fucking black and white like that?
It isn't. So Gabe simply chuckles and takes a step towards her. He's slow, since he's already seen what she can do to a door let alone a human. It's only fair since she's touched him that the gets to touch her.
"Well," He states, keeping his voice nice and casual as both of his hands move to her hips, resting there so they're close. He looks down, offers a highschool quarterback smile. "My name's Gabe, I'm 18 years old, and currently our only way of getting out of this closet. That straight enough for you?