Evelyn
"I've known you for a while, and I really, really like you..."
"And I love you. I want to be with you and be able to call you mine..."
"So, Evelyn...will you be my girlfriend?"
I sat there, staring at my white walls, rerunning the unforgettable evening through my head.
What would I do now?
Was he worth the tears?
Did I even care anymore?
I couldn't answer any of the questions forming a whirlwind in my mind. I didn't think I ever would.
Suddenly, I heard a knock on my bedroom door. My dad never knocks...
I stood up, looking at myself in the mirror. I looked like Frankenstein's daughter. My eyes were red and swollen, my hair looked like a bird's nest, and I couldn't stop sniffling.
I placed my hand on the knob and turned it weakly. I pulled the door open and came face-to-face with Ethan.
He wore a white T-shirt that read 'DNCE', black jeans and a pair of Nike's.
He wore a look of concern on his visage. "Hey, Ev...you okay?"
I sighed and felt more tears coming on. "No. I'm not."
He smiled warily. "Well, what can I do to make my friend smile again?"
I walked over to the bed and sat down. I placed my head in my hands and said, "Nothing, Ethan. There's nothing you can do."
I heard him approach the bed. "Hey, even a broken heart can beat again."
Now's not the time for Lauv lyrics...
"Look at me, Ev." He said, poking my arm.
I scooted away.
"I'm trying my best to be encouraging, and you know that's not my strong suit." He said, pulling my arm.
I gave in and looked up. Into his beautiful eyes.
"He's not worth the tears. He's the stuck-up horse crap, and he's nothing compared to you. You deserve so much better than him, and I hate seeing you like this because of that guy. Please, don't cry Ev. You're an amazing, beautiful person." He said.
I couldn't help but smile at that.
I wrapped my arms around his neck and pulled him towards me.
"Ethan, thank you. You deserve much better, too."
And just like that, at 4:25 P.M, Ethan's lips were on mine for the very first time.
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Teen Fiction'I'm young and I'm foolish, I make bad decisions I block out the news, turn my back on religion Don't have no degree, I'm somewhat naïve I've made it this far on my own But lately, that sh*t ain't been gettin' me higher I lift up my head and the...
