I finally finished it! And it has over 1,000 words! Thanks to those who stuck with me, encouraging me to continue with this. I was kind of out of it last time I updated, so I apologize for any spelling/grammatical errors. Hope you like it, and I'll try to update as soon as possible.
There Was Another Time In My Life: Relient K
Back To December: Taylor Swift
Leviathan Series: Scott Westerfeld
Back to December
Alek was no stranger to balls, nor stiff aristocrats and politicians, but this was different. The war was at an end, yes, and Britain and Austro-Hungary weren't technically enemies, but he knew that peace was fragile, and he also knew that there were many who looked down at him because of his age.
He had been to enough dances and banquets to last a lifetime, and he wasn't all that thrilled to attend this one either, but he was here to show that his country wasn't hostile towards Britain anymore, and try to keep the countries at peace.
So he let none of his emotions show as young ladies and one or two duchesses came to dance and possibly try to win his affection. This turned out to be quite similiar to all the other gatherings he had attended, and offered nothing to pique his interest.
That is, until a woman with a bowler hat stepped into the room.
Alek excused himself and hurriedly crossed the room, trying to keep the black bowler hat in view. As he followed the woman, he became certain that she was the lady boffin from his past.
Finally he caught up with her, and lightly touched her elbow. "Doctor Barlow?"
She turned, an amused light in her eyes. "Why hello, Your Highness. I didn't know that you would be attending."
"Yes, well..." he paused, his eyes searching the crowd. Certainly Deryn wouldn't be that far from the lady boffin.
He turned back to the woman, disappointed to find nothing. "It's a pleasure to see you again."
She dipped her head, a small smile on her lips. "The pleasure is all mine, Your Highness."
"I hope that you enjoy yourself, Doctor." he said, turning to leave.
"Oh, Alek, before you go, I would like you to meet my assistant, if I can find her." she added the last part, looking around.
"If you don't mind, would you like to tell me who exactly is your assistant?" Alek asked, fighting the hope rising in his chest.
"I think that you will like her." she said, still searching. "She reminds me rather a lot of Mr. Sharp."
She cranes her neck and smiles. "Ah, there she is."
Alek whirls and his eyes widen to their maximum. "Deryn." he breathed, his heart racing.
He watched, stunned for a moment, as she walked away. No, he couldn't lose her!
"Thank you, Doctor." he said quickly. Resisting the urge to run after Deryn.
The boffin chuckled a little. "I can see that you are quite eager to meet my assistant. I hope you two get along."
Alek bowed and hurried after Deryn, his stomach twisting into knots anxiously. He followed her through the crowd, almost losing her once, then finding her again just as she stepped out onto a balcony. He pushed his way to the door, and burst out into the cool night air, looking around for the blonde.
There, leaning against the railing, was Deryn Sharp.
"Deryn?" he called, breathless.
She whirled, her sky blue eyes widening in surprise. "Alek?"
I'm so glad you made time to see me. How's life? Tell me how's your family. I haven't seen them in a while. You've been good, busier than ever. We small talk, work and the weather.
He stepped forward, wanting desperately to fling himself into her arms. "I didn't realize you were coming."
Her face fell a little, and he realized how formal his voice was.
"I'm here to help Doctor Barlow." she said, straightening, her expression hardening a bit.
You're guard is up, and I know why. Because the last time you saw me still burns in the back of your mind. You gave me roses, and I left them there to die.
"Yes, I was just speaking with her." he said, hating how cold and formal their voices were. "How have you been?"
"Fine. I heard that you were the one that sped up the signing of the peace treaty."
So this is me swallowing my pride, standing in front of you, saying "I'm sorry" for that night. And I go back to December all the time. It turns out freedom ain't nothing but missing you.
"Yes. I was a bit anxious to stop the war." he said, his voice flat. But you already know that.
"Aye, I think we all were."
Wishing I'd realized what I had when you were mine. I'd go back to December, turn around and make it all right. I go back to December all the time.
She looked away, staring at the black night sky.
She was beautiful, her blonde hair shining in the moonlight, her eyes the same impossible blue, better than he remembered. There was something in them though, deep and lurking.
"I haven't been in the sky since they discharged me." she said, not looking at him.
These days, I haven't been sleeping, staying up, playing back myself leavin'. When your birthday passed and I didn't call.
"Why?" he asked quietly, looking down at his hands.
She sighed. "Alek, nobody will let me fly. All I am is a daft girl who thought she could fool the Airforce."
And I think about summer, all the beautiful times I watched you laughing from the passenger side. Realized that I loved you in the fall.
"They don't know you. That's not who you are."
She let out a laugh, a small, bitter sound. "They don't care! Ever since I left the Leviathan I've been shunned by everyone I know, Jaspert almost lost his station as lieutenant because of me, and my Ma can't show her face in public without everyone gossiping about us!"
And then the cold came, the dark days when fear crept into my mind. You gave me all your love and all I gave you was "Good-bye."
Alek could hear the anger in her voice, the pain of losing what she loved the most. He took another step closer, surprised to see that they were finally the same height.
So this is me swallowing my pride standing in front of you, saying "I'm sorry" for that night. And I go back to December all the time. It turns out freedom ain't nothing but missing you.
"Do you care what they think?"
Wishing I'd realized what I had when you were mine. I'd go back to December, turn around and change my own mind. I go back to December all the time.
Deryn turned to him, her eyes dark and bitter. "What do you care? You're a barking Emperor!"
I miss your tan skin, your sweet smile. So good to me, so right. And how you held me in your arms that September night, the first time you ever saw me cry.
He scowled. "You know how much I care about you!"
"Why would you care about a commoner, your princliness?!" she sneered.
He clenched his jaw, glaring at her. "I don't care about that."
Maybe this is wishful thinking. Probably mindless dreaming. But if we loved again, I swear I'd love you right. I'd go back in time and change it, but I can't. So if the chain is on your door, I understand.
She pursed her lips, her eyes uncertain.
He took one last step, and they were nose to nose, so close that he could just lean forward and kiss her. He held back though, waiting to see what she would say.
But this is me swallowing my pride, standing in front of you saying "I'm sorry" for that night. And I go back to December. It turns out freedom ain't nothing but missing you. Wishing I'd realized what I had when you were mine.
"Bovril misses you." she says stiffly, holding his gaze.
I'd go back to December, turn around and make it all right. I'd go back to December, turn around and change my own mind.
"You don't know how lonely being Emperor is. I need you, Deryn."
She blinked. "What exactly are you saying?"
He swallowed. Volger would kill him when he found out, but he didn't care. He got down on one knee, and looked up at her.
"Deryn Amelia Sharp, will you marry me?"
I go back to December all the time. All the time.
Mwahahaha! (Sorry for the cliffhanger, I just had to.)
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