We'd been walking in silence for a while, which was a bit odd to me.
"Why're you so quiet?" I asked. The silence wasn't uncomfortable, but it had been bugging me for a while. I was used to seeing him constantly hoarded by people, always the life of the party. I'd never expected him to be as quiet on his own.
He looked at me, raising an eyebrow, "am I obliged to talk?"
"No..." I trailed off, pursing my lips, "but you're usually so out there, it's really out of character."
"Have you ever thought that maybe I just don't wanna talk to you?" His smile told me he was kidding, but I stuck my tongue out at him nonetheless. He laughed. "It's just... A lot has happened in the past two days. We've never told a normal our secret before."
"Normal? Is that what you call us?" I was amused, I won't lie.
"Well, it does sound weird if you're not used to it," he admitted, a small smile on his lips.
Another moment of silence passed, as we quietly walked, until a thought occured to me.
"Why'd you tell me though? I know I kind of forced it, but I'm sure you didn't have to." That had been on my mind ever since they revealed it to me this afternoon. A little threatening on their part might've kept me quiet, then why spill?
Evan sighed, looking up, "that's a tough question. We were scared you'd tell someone about it, obviously. Akira read you and decided it's safe to share, her reads are usually accurate..." he trailed off like he wanted to add something.
"And?" I prompted when he didn't continue.
"And well-" he sighed again, "I think everyone's just tired of this weighing down on them. We're always hiding, holding back and lying to even our closest friends. I think we just wanted to know what it would be like to finally tell someone. Plus, you handled it so well, it was reassuring, especially to Jade and Oliver. So... thanks. You probably think you forced it on us, but it's what we needed."
I stared at him, my mouth sewn shut. His sudden honesty really threw me off, but knowing that I'd actually helped them made me feel a lot better. Now that I think about it, Kian really seemed to care for everyone, especially the younger few. Yet another characteristic I hadn't expected from him. It was refreshing, and admittedly, kind of charming in a way.
I hadn't payed much attention before, but he wasn't bad looking either, with his grey-blue eyes and contrasting dark hair. He had a few freckles splattered across his pale skin, barely visible in the moonlight. The bare lighting made his sharp features stand out even more.
Damm, he was pretty...
"What?" he asked when he noticed I was staring.
Shit.
"You have something on your face," I lied easily, pointing to his cheek.
Flustered, he starting haphazardly rubbing his face, "where? Is it gone?" When I couldn't answer, he grumbled, "can you stop laughing?"
I responded by laughing even harder. It was too funny. If the girls at school saw their one and only flustered like a complete idiot, I wonder if they'd change their mind. Well, probably not. His looks weren't his only strong point after all.
"Oh shit, there's something on yours too," he suddenly pointed at my face and I blinked, stupidly buying into it.
"Really?"
"Oh wait," he had that annoying smirk on again as he eyed me triumphantly, "that's just how your face is. My bad."
"Fuck off," I rolled my eyes, and he snickered like the asshole I knew him to be.
I sighed. Well, let's just say that my views on him were wavering quite a bit.