Fan Fiction |
by distant origin
He looked up at her, not knowing whether she was mad or not. It was just a compliment after all, but she was always turning hot and cold that he figured there really was no way to tell. After all, if she really was mad, then she’d have already left, or in her case, ask him to leave. He smiled, realizing just now how petty that argument of him leaving had been. He didn’t really have any problems with her directing after all. He just didn’t like her. But everything was different now. “Listen,” he said, deciding to break the ice. “I’m really sorry for how I treated you yesterday.”
Dana raised an eyebrow at him. “I thought we already had a truce?”
“I know,” Ken said, relieved that she wasn’t mad at him again. “Still, you really didn’t deserve that attitude, not from us, and not when you’re working as hard as you were.”
She shook her head. “I wasn’t really working hard that first day,” she said. “I even changed the schedule so I wouldn’t be late for our gig later that night. You’re the one who deserves an apology,” she admitted.
Ken chuckled. “I guess we both do.”
She nodded in agreement. “So this is the real truce, right?”
“Let’s shake on it, just to be sure,” he said, holding out his hand.
Dana took it and was about to shake his hand, but felt Ken squeeze hers instead. She looked down at their hands. She’d never been to Taiwan, but surely that wasn’t how they shook hands there. She furrowed her eyebrows as she pulled her hand back quickly, before the warmth traveling up her arm reached the rest of her body. She put her hand in her pocket and faced towards the mountains nervously. Though, she wasn’t really looking at the Hollywood sign or anything. She just didn’t want to look at Ken, and particularly into his eyes.
But she closed her own eyes still, just to be sure that she wouldn’t turn her head and look anyway.
Ken saw her close her eyes just as a gentle breeze came, making wisps of her hair stray onto her face. He leaned closer to tuck them behind her ears, but then paused when he realized how much more attractive they made her look. He blinked and studied her face. Her cheeks had a soft glow, and her lips looked smooth and delicate. Suddenly, he grew aware of his own lips, and how they were somehow beginning to ache. And so he started to lean closer still, until he could feel her breath on his face. He closed his own eyes.
Dana’s eyes were still closed too. But she was fully aware of how Ken had been leaning closer towards her, and how his lips were now barely centimeters from hers. He’s going to kiss me, she’d realized a while ago, but couldn’t bring herself to move away. He’s going to kiss me, she thought again, and finally felt reality kick back in. She jerked, leaning back to put some distance between them as she opened her eyes and immediately turned to look at a different direction.
“The last time Jeff and I were here, we were celebrating our anniversary,” she said, more to herself than to Ken. “We noticed that a part of the mountain had a flock of birds over it. We never saw those birds again, but well, seagulls are kinda common here because we’re near the beach,” she said. She knew she wasn’t making any sense, but she knew she couldn’t stop talking. If she did, then the awkward silences wouldn’t be the only thing they’d have to avoid. “I really like seagulls. Isn’t one of the characters from Disney’s Little Mermaid a seagull?”
“I don’t know,” Ken, who felt as if he’d just been splashed with a bucket of water and quickly moved away from her, said, his voice shaking.
“I think he is,” she continued. “I can’t remember his name though. I mean, there was Flounder and Sebastian, Flotsam and Jetsam, and the seagull was…” she paused to think, though there wasn’t anything else in her head but the thought of Ken kissing her.
“I think I better go,” Ken said, jumping off the ledge quickly before he did anything Dana would soon hate him for. “I wouldn’t want to be late for the shoot tomorrow.”
Dana nodded, grateful that he was the one who offered to leave. She smiled. “Yeah, see you tomorrow,” she said.
“See you,” he said, waving lightly, and then walking away.
Dana sighed as she felt another shiver up her spine. She didn’t know how she felt. Somehow, she was both relieved and a little… She didn’t know. Disappointed? She shook her head as she reached into her bag for her notebook. She had been sketching the Hollywood sign, like she always did whenever she wanted to relax. Of course, it had been too dark for the past few hours to sketch anything, but for some reason she didn’t want to leave the observatory just yet, so after the sun had set, she was really just thinking, of everything that’s happened in the past 48 hours, specifically how much she enjoyed it, especially the part when Ken and her had a truce, which was why she was so glad to see him again. She sighed. Was their truce the real reason she was glad to see him? Because she was finally getting along with all her co-workers? She furrowed her eyebrows. Of course it is, she told herself. What else could it be anyway? She nodded, feeling a lot better, as she then reached into her pocket for her cellphone, and dialed Jeff’s number.