Disclaimer: I don't own Merida and Hiccup. I'm just playing and making stories with them.

Author's Note: This is supposed to be a one shot, but I'm in the mood to add an extra chapter. This is actually inspired by Taylor Swift's song Wildest Dream.

I dedicate this extra chapter to Sakamoto Kirumi. I hope that you will like this one.

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Merida's POV

They were eating breakfast. The kitchen was only filled with the soft clutter of the utensils scrapping against the plates. Both of the occupants were silent, as if the awkwardness of their situation just occurred to both of them.

Merida sighed and stopped eating. She looked at the man across her and she took a deep breath. He's really handsome, nice and he made her feel certain things she didn't feel before.

He made her feel alive; he made her blood thumped hard against her chest that she cannot almost breathe. He made her feel like she's someone important and someone who's not broken. He made her feel like she was at least appreciated and dare she said it, when ever she saw him looking at her she can almost felt that she's loved.

Staring hard at her almost empty plate, she stopped herself from that line of thought. This was not a fulltime affair. Once she went in her way this will end. This, him talking and smiling to her, will disappear like a bubble. Like all of her dreams, she will be woken up in the harsh reality that this isn't real.

"Do you have something to do today?" He asked as he swirled his glass half filled with orange juice. He was watching her lazily under his extremely dark lashes.

Carefully composing her expression, she smile a little and shrugged her shoulder. Biting the inside of her cheeks, she was hoping that this wasn't his way of asking her to leave. She didn't want this to end. She wanted this, whatever they have now, to last as long as it could.

"If you don't mind, do you want to go with me somewhere today?" Hiccup said. He sat down a little straighter and his green eyes, how she loved those eyes that spoke a thousand of volume, stared intently at her.

"That is if you want and you have time." He added as he fidgeted a little.

Merida can't stop the smile that wormed its way in her lips. He looked so cute with his auburn hair that was somewhat covering his eyes, like he was slightly avoiding looking into her. He's so nice and sweet that it's actually in the point where it's bad for both of them, where it's really bad for her.

"I'll take that as a yes?" he said after he cleared his throat. He was watching her a bit warily, as if he was expecting her to decline his offer.

The red-head blush a pretty shade of pink as she realized that she only smiled and she didn't answer his question. Pushing one of her stubborn curly locks behind her ear, she contemplated if she will go with him or not. She only met him yesterday, and in a bar no less, will she really go and spent the day with him?

Realizing that she already forgot her rational part when she spent the night with him, she shrugged and answered his question."Well, I don't have anything to do. I might as well join you where ever you plan."

As soon as those words left her lips, she admitted to herself that she was already losing her mind, but the crooked grin and crinkled eyes that met her when she looked at him made her think that maybe all the heart breaks after this will worth it.

She only wanted one thing out of this. After this day was done and they needed to part ways, she wanted him to remember her. She wanted to leave a mark in his life, even a little one. She wanted to know that at least he did not forget her, and that's more than enough for her. After all that was the only thing she could ask that can at least be granted.

"Where are we going?" she asked him while she was tying her red hair in a messy bun.

"You'll see." He answered as he drove out of his drive way and towards somewhere she didn't know. Oddly, she didn't feel nervous and afraid that she didn't have an idea where they were going. She didn't know why she trusted him so easily. Honestly, she was more afraid on finding out why she did.

Leaning back on her seat, she started to study the man beside her. He had a couple of freckles under his chin and some lightly dusting on his cheeks. His brows were slightly burrowed in deep concentration. Trailing her eyes lower, she stared at the light stubble on his jaw, and she stopped herself from touching them and feeling its roughness under her finger tips.

"Is there something wrong in my face?" he asked as he glanced at her for a split second then focusing his attention on the road before them.

Nodding her head, she was surprised that he caught her staring. "Yeah, you have something in here." she smoothly lied as the urge to touch him for the last time win.

As she lightly wiped his cheek with her thumb, she felt him tensed under her touched. She carefully watched him as his eyes fluttered a little bit and his breath hitched.

Retracting her hand, she clasped it in her front and studied it for a minute. She was contemplating if she will asked him again why he was doing all of this. Why he was making it harder for both of them, but she was reminded on how he always avoid the topic. Watching the scenery passing them outside the window, she closed her eyes and rested her forehead on the cold glass, trying to forget, but failing miserably.

"Why?" she asked softly, her voice breaking a little bit. She already had an idea that he will dismissed her or steer the topic away, but she really wanted to know his reasons, why he's doing this. "I need to know. Please I beg you."

The next events seemed to happen a lot faster for her. Hiccup suddenly stopped the car and he turned to her. She felt him wiping away the tears, which she didn't know when it fell, on her face. Her breath hitched and she buried her face in his chest, not caring that she was already ruining his shirt.

"Why do you need to make it harder for us? For me?" she asked as she pulled into his shirt. Hiding her face away from him, not letting him to see how vulnerable she was.

She felt him hugging her deeper in his embrace, she felt a little bit uncomfortable with the gear shift poking at her sides, but she didn't care. She just wanted to lose herself into his scent, warmth and embrace.

"I don't know. I didn't intend to make this harder for you." He broke away from the embrace and he grasped her chin gently but firmly and wiped the tears that continued to stream down from her crystal blue eyes.

"Please, stop crying." He whispered to her and she pulled away wiping the tears with the sleeves of his big button down shirt that she turned into a dress.

She was looking at her lap, sniffling and willing the tears to stop when he she asked him again. "What does exactly are we doing, Hiccup? You know that this will end once we go on our separate ways." She said willing herself to look at his forest hued eyes.

"I don't know what is this, what we currently have now but I know one thing…" He said as he stare intently into her eyes, making her see different emotions in there, telling her what words cannot say. "We can make this last if you want."

She felt her breath hitched and she heard the blood pounding in her ears when he said that. She cannot explain the warmth that crawl all over her being by just that simple words.

"We can try to see where this will take us." He added with sincerity that she rarely heard.

But as soon as those warmth and happiness consumed her and carried her away, negative thoughts start to filter in her mind. Another bout of doubt, hurt and pain started to flash in her consciousness.

"But what if this isn't worth it?" she asked avoiding his piercing gaze.

She didn't hear an answered from him for a couple of seconds. She can only hear the even pattern of his breathing and she was accepting the fact that he, himself, also doubting on whatever they have.

"Then it's fine. I can at least say that I have met the woman who I will never forget." Those words that came from his mouth surprised her and she remembered what she wished earlier that day.

That was only the thing she wanted out of this right? For him to remember, that she had been a part of his life. Smiling at him, she nodded her head, offering him her agreement.

Maybe she was losing her mind, no, maybe she already lost it, but as she study again the man beside her she think that maybe it can be worth it. He already wanted this to work, so is she, so what's stopping them now from getting what they want, from at least trying to have the love that they crave.

They only play pretend last night, but this can be their chance for the real thing. Closing her eyes and taking a deep breath, she remembered the anguish and sadness that she saw in his eyes this morning and the way it seemed to melt away when he looked at her. She then instantly realized that she wasn't the only one broken in here. That he too had his own baggage and past that he didn't want to remember.

It's true that they didn't start in the classic way, with them going out then proceeding and wandering down the path of a normal relationship, but who said that this one couldn't work? Who said that all of those who started the usual way last? No one right?

Letting herself hope for the best, she silently promised that she will fix both of their hearts, that she will mend it and filled the missing gaps on his as he already started to fill hers.

And that's it. Please don't hesitate on telling me your opinion about this on a review.

-Scarlette Army