While he was out of his room, I got a chance to actually take a glance at his room.
It was a big room just like Ben's room. There was a bed in the middle of the room and television hung on the wall opposite the bed. There were two bean bags kept on the left side of the bed behind which there was a balcony. There was a mirror and two cupboards on the right side of the bed. Study table as well was on the right.
The wall behind the bed had photos frames hung on it. And from what I guess, there were pictures of his family. I saw some picture of a chid playing with his dad, I guess it was Evan and his dad. He looked so happy in those pictures.
There were some frames hanging alongside the television as well. One frame caught my attention. It was girl about our age. Evan's hand was on her waist and she was looking up at Evan. That picture was adorable and it was evident that she was in awe with Evan.
But who is she? Clara? Possible.
I loved her. Evan's words started ringing in my ears like a ringtone.
But I am not sure if that is Clara. She broke Evan's heart and left him. Why will he hang a picture of his ex girlfriend who broke up with him because of a stupid jerk?
I should not jump to conclusions. I may be wrong.
Should I ask him who she is?
But would it be right to ask him about it ?
Who am I to question him?
Wait! Why do I care?
Why am I feeling jealous of this girl, just because Evan has his hand on her waist?
Urghhhh...
"Becca?", I heard Evan call from behind.
I turned to see Evan standing with two bowls in his hand.
"Icecream?", he asked me. He was smiling. It felt good to see him like this. Otherwise he is always so guarded.
"Sure.", I said.
"What is it?", he asked me and concern evident in his tone.
I looked up at him.
"Are you still mad at me? I was just kidding you know. I didn't mean to make you angry.", he said.
"No.. no.. I am not mad at you.", I said and took ine of the bowls from his hand.
"Them why do you look so lost?", he asked.
"I was just thinking...", and I paused.
Should I ask him?
Is it not like actually invading his privacy?
This is too personal.
But why do I feel the urge to ask him about her.
"Yes... why did you stop... Becca are you there??", he asked waving his hand in front of me.
"Ohh sorry, I just zoned out.", I said.
"I figured. What is it?", he asked.
"Nothing..", I said, dismissing the thought of asking him.
"Tell me Becca.", he said.
I tried to ignore it.
"Becca..?", he said in a stern voice.
Should I ask him?
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"Becca, Are you going to tell me about it ?", he said looking straight into my eyes and a frown forming between his brows.
When I noticed that frown on his face, I giggled.
He looks so cute when he frowns.
His stupid frown distracted me from the question that I was going to ask him.
"Why are you suddenly giggling?", he asked. Soon the frown changed into a totally confused expression as he raised his brows.
I giggled again noticing the change of expressions.
"Why are you laughing at me?", he asked scratching the back of neck. He looked so embarassed.
Awwwww...
This time I didn't giggle, I laughed.
Literally.
God. No one has to right to look so innocent and cute. Evan has a lot to his personality.
He looked even more embaraased after I started laughing on him.
"Is there something on my face?", he asked, checking himself in the full length mirror in his room.
Soon he realised that I was just messing with him. He got annoyed and threw a pillow at me again but this time caught the pillow before it could hit me.
Wohoooo!
"You missed it ! Bleh!", I said laughing at him again.
"Okay okay, enough of this pillow fight, eat your ice-cream, it will melt otherwise.", he said pointing towards the ice cream bowl.
"Yes, right!"
We sat on the bean bags in his room. We talked about usual stuff, about school, about friends, etc.
"Heyy, btw Evan why did you shift here?", I asked him out of curiosity.
His paused for a moment, but then took another bite of his ice-cream and said, "I had reasons."
"Family problems?", I asked.
"Sort of!", he said.
"What about your parents? Are they not shifting here with you?", I asked.
"Nope"
"Why?", I asked almost immediately asked and also I realised that my ice cream was over.
Sad thing.
Anyways, when I asked him about the reason, his lips formed a hard line. He zoned out. He didn't answer anything.
I watched him carefully. He was thinking something. Probably about his parents. After some moments, he looked away, and wiped a tear with the tip of his little finger from the corner of his eye.
Was Evan crying?
I had no idea.
"Are you okay Evan?", I asked him.
He nodded.
"What happened Evan?", I asked.
He didn't answer.
I have sure hit the wrong nerve. Stupid Becca !
He stood up and went to his balcony.
I followed him and went and stood right next to him.
"I am sorry Evan. I didn't mean to upset you. I just asked you about your parents out of curiousity.", I said.
He didn't answer.
I held his right hand with my left, gave it a little assuring squeeze. I thought it will make him feel better with whatever he was thinking about.
He looked at me.
"Evan, I don't know what is going on in your mind, or what happened between you and your parents, but I am sure about one thing, that Things are going to be alright.", I said.
"What if there is no scope of things to be alright? What if I know that things cannot be same again?", Evan asked.
"I believe our fates are well planned even before our birth. Whatever happens, happens for a reason. Just wait. Have patience. Things will get better.", I said.
"They cannot be Becca!", he said and immediately looked away.
"What happened Evan? Do you want to talk?", I asked.
He didn't answer.
It was clear that he was not ready to open up just yet. I shouldn't force him. So I decided to leave.
"Evan, I think I should leave, it's late.", I said and started collecting my bag from the bed.
When I opened the door to exit....
"I wasn't a good son."
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