New Girl in Town : Closed

Clara just shot him a glare before slamming her locker shut and stepping around him. She startet towards the parking lot, digging her keys put as she went.

He ran after and pulled her back again. "Don't fucking walk away from me. We aren't done talking," he said narrowing his eyes at her.

She jerked her arm away from his grasp, crossing them over her stomach. "I was pretty done talking." She said simply, stepping away from him.

"Well, I'm not. Tell me the fucking truth. Because if this baby is mine, I have every right to know," he said, glaring at her.

"But I thought you were convinced that it was Dan's?" She said in mock confusion.

"Maybe I just jumped to conclusions because I was hurt when I saw you with him the other night. If you just fucking talked to me instead of ignoring me, maybe I wouldn't be jumping to conclusions," he said.

"And now its my fault that you assumed its his?" She snorted, shaking her head. "FYI, I haven't had sex with Daniel since my mother was still alive." She hissed before shoving past him again. She pulled her keys out and pushed the unlock button on the remote, reaching for the doorhandle.

He pulled her back and away from the car. "I love you, Clara. Why can't you see that? I just want you back and if this baby is mine, then I want us to be a family. Don't push me away. Please," he begged.

"Do you hear yourself right now?" She asked, shaking her head in disbelief. "You can't just go from kissing me, to accusing me of sleeping with Daniel, to blaming me for the fact that you think I slept with him, to telling me that you love me and want to be a family. You don't get to play with my emotions like that!"

"Then fucking talk to me!" he yelled.

Clara flinched when he yelled at her. She blinked back the tears that were threatening to fall, and took a step away from him.

He closed his eyes and breathed heavily. He hated yelling and wish he could take it back when he saw her flinch. "I don't want to play with your emotions, Clara. I really do truly love you. I just want you to fucking talk to me. Not keep me at bay," he said.

Clara just stared at the ground, not responding. She didn't trust her voice at the moment. She feared if she tried to speak, she would burst into tears.

Rian stared at her and took a step closer. "Clara, please, I will beg for the rest of my life if it means you'll just talk to me," he said.

"I can't..." She whispered thickly, refusing to meet his gaze.

He couldn't stand it anymore. He pulled her into him and wrapped his arms around her in a hug.

Clara let herself take comfort in his arms, as she once more tried to reign in her emotions.

Rian breathed in the scent of her hair as he held her. He couldn't understand why it was so hard for her to just talk to him. He pressed his lips to her head before resting his cheek against the top of her head.

"Look, I should probably go home. If you want you can stop by later or whatever," she said softly, pulling away from him.

He didn't want her to go, but he knew that he couldn't pressure her too much. He pressed a kiss to her forehead and stepped back. "I'll see you later," he said.