Loving Her Part One- From a Distance

Chapter One

It's been six weeks. Six weeks and despite the fact that they were not supposed to contact each other for at least two months, he's been there since only a week after the Fischer Job. He couldn't stay away. He couldn't stay away from her. Ariadne.

His Ariadne. But she isn't. She's only his in his dreams. Even though he hasn't dreamed in years, she still haunts his every thought. His daydreams. He dreamt of her soft brunette hair, running his finger through it, tucking it behind her ears. He dreamt of her wide, curious, sparkling eyes staring up at him. He dreamt of her full lips pressed against his, so much like during their one, brief kiss.

He knew that it had been that one kiss that had brought him there, to her. Sure, he had found her fascinating to begin with, but if he was being perfectly honest with himself, he knew that just that faint brushing of lips was what hooked him. He'd been a goner from the moment he said the words. "Quick, give me a kiss." Who was he kidding; he was a goner from the second she walked into the warehouse. And now, here he was, practically stalking her.

All he wanted was to make sure she was okay, to see that she was safe. He remembered his first job. He hadn't slept well for weeks after, and that was just simple extraction. She'd not only done inception, be also went in four layers deep and into limbo. Who knew what the side effects of that were.

Even from the safe distance he kept from across the street, he could see the dark circles under her eyes. He could see how tired and worn down she was. She looked pale and like she'd lost weight. As she shopped at the small boutique with her short, red haired friend, she looked like she was about to fall over from lack of sleep. He remembered her looking much the same after spending sleepless nights working in the warehouse during the months before the Fischer Job.

He watched her from the small café across the street as she sorted through a large bin of silk scarves. She dug around in the bin before she finally lifted a soft yellow scarf. She fingered the material and looked at the price. Her eyes widened momentarily before her friend came up and urged her out the door, Ariadne leaving the scarf behind. As they made her way down the street and around a corner, Arthur got up from his place at the café and crossed the street, into the boutique. Making his way over to the bin of scarves he picked up the one Ariadne had so obviously favored, sitting on top of the pile.

All he could really think was how it was so perfectly her. So perfectly Ariadne. He loved how she never went without one of her many scarves. Come to think about it, he couldn't remember ever seeing her wearing any one scarf more than once. It was one of many things that he adored about his Ariadne.

Hey guys,

Now I know that it's really short, but I have this whole story 100% planned out in my head, I just have to type it out. Today was my first day back at school so I'm not sure how often I will update. I can tell you though that there will be a total of 25 chapters and they will all be about this length. I'm sorry for how short they are but my goal is to make it short and sweet and simple. I might go more in-depth later. Anyway, as for now, please review! They mean the world to me. Also please let me know if you find any spelling or grammar mistakes. Constructive criticism is very much welcome but if you are a flamer I'm really not interested (sorry if that sounds rude, I don't mean to be.) I really hope you enjoy my story, and please, once again, REVIEW! So, until next time…

Love, always,

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