Pan's Game || OUAT Fanfic || EDITED VERSION

Chapter 25; If You Believe You're Halfway There

"I think I fall in love a little bit with anyone who shows me their soul. This world is so guarded and fearful. I appreciate rawness so much.

~ Emery Allen

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Alice's P.O.V

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    "You were pretty good today," Peter says, slinging the quiver onto his back.
    I wipe the sweat from my forehead. "Thanks. I can't believe we managed to catch that wild boar."
    "Neither did I," he says. "We make a pretty good team."
    I bring my hand up to give him a fist bump, but he just stares at me with a confused expression on his face.

    I shake my head. "We'll work on that later."
    "What are you going to do for the rest of the day?" he asks me as we pass the camp's borders.
    "I think I'll just hang out with Ray and the boys."
    "They should be back from training by now," he says. "You know where to find me if you need me."

    "I'll see you tonight," I say.
    "See you tonight," he replies.

    I hear the sound of a guitar playing softly as I get closer to the tents. It's coming from the boys' tent. I open the tent flap and step inside. The music is louder here, and I can hear the faint sound of someone singing. The boy's voice is as smooth as honey and pleasant to the ears. Curious, I push the curtains aside and peer inside. It's Ray, singing.

"Oh no, my heart's against your chest, your lips pressed to my neck.
I'm falling for your eyes, but they don't know me yet.
And with a feeling I'll forget, I'm
in love now.

Kiss me like you wanna be loved
Like you wanna be loved
Like you wanna be loved
This feels like falling in love
Falling in love
We're falling in love

Yeah I've been feeling everything
From hate to love
From love to lust
From lust to truth
I guess that's how I know you
So I'll hold you close to help
You give it up

So kiss me like you wanna be loved
Like you wanna be loved
Like you wanna be loved
This feels like falling in love
Falling in love
We're falling in love

Kiss me like you wanna be loved
Like you wanna be loved
Like you wanna be loved
This feels like falling in love
Falling in love
We're falling in love..."

    "You have a lovely voice," I compliment.
    He was so caught off guard that he almost dropped the guitar.
    Ray scratches the back his neck. "Sorry, you left your guitar here the other day and I forgot to return it to you."
    "I didn't know you could sing, or play the guitar," I say.

    He gives me a shy smile. "That's nothing compared to your singing."
    "I beg to differ," I say, sitting on the bed next to him. "Your voice is amazing."
    He blushes. "T-Thanks."
    "Can you sing something for me?" I ask.
    "Sure, a-anything for you," he says nervously.

    I smile, and his face turns into a deeper shade of red.
    My eyes are on him as he strums the first few chords of "Tee Shirt" by Birdy.

    I clap when he's done singing. "That was beautiful. You should sing more often."
    "I don't like to sing that much," he says.
    "It's a shame," I say. "Your voice is really lovely."
    He smiles shyly. "Thanks."
    What's with Ray today? He's been acting rather odd.