Wonderstruck

Do you ever just see a beautiful stranger? Not just a stranger that looks nice, but a really beautiful stranger who just captures you with the way they look and the way they act and makes you think about them at 2 am. A beautiful stranger that leaves you wonder struck and makes you somehow want to see them again and be with them forever yet at the same time, make you want to stay away from them so they remain this mysterious beautiful person that's in the world that would never hurt you.
I should have gone with the latter.

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Ethan's point of view

I have been waiting all day for the moment I could leave to go and get Rosy again. I thought that I'd be fine and it wasn't that I was unhappy, I was just so bored. I played video games which I never really felt like doing around her just because I'd rather give her my attention but even when she's not there, I'd rather be thinking about her. I tried watching TV, I tried reading, I tried singing along to my guitar, I tried everything but I just couldn't get rid of the nagging feeling that she was missing. I just felt like talking to her. I left a bit too early to pick her up so I've been waiting in the car park for ages but I finally hear the bell go and the students begin flooding out of the school into the rain. 

She sprints to the car and I think it's to get out of the rain but she jumps in, scooting right next to me and kisses me quickly but strongly. I laugh, kissing her back. 

"Hello you." I smile, starting the car. She stays right next to me, leaning against me. "Let's take the nice country route home, yeah?" 

She smiles. "Yeah."

"God I missed you." she says after a while of driving, leaning closer. I take one hand off the wheel and wrap an arm around her. She's shivering.

"I missed you too." I tell her. "I've been so bored all day without you."

"That can't be healthy."

I laugh. "We'll be fine."

"No." she sits up properly. "The engine is smoking."

 

Rosy's point of view

Ethan's face drops as he looks where I'm looking and stops the car. "Oh, bloody hell." he mutters, stepping outside into the pouring rain. He's soaked within a minute.

He opens the hood of the car and a cloud of smoke comes out. We both look at each other, shocked and not knowing what to do for a moment and then we burst out laughing. This is exactly the kind of thing that would happen to us. He motions for me to roll the window down and I stick my head out, letting the freezing rain soak my hair. 

"Go over and step on the gas!" he shouts over the noise, still laughing. 

I do and more smoke billows into his face and I almost run him over.

"Sorry!" I shout out of the window but we're both still laughing. 

He does something with the engine and tells me to step on the gas again. I do and this time nothing happens. He groans and I laugh at him. How typical is this? Of course this is what would happen to us. We're stranded in the pouring rain without a working car on a deserted little country road. He notices me laughing and raises his eyebrows playfully. 

"Come here!" he calls. 

I shake my head. "No way, it's freezing!"

"No seriously, Rosy, I need your help!"

I step out into the freezing rain. It soaks my clothes and my hair and I feel makeup running down my face but it's so refreshing that I just don't care. I walk over to him and he points into the engine. 

"Touch those wires together." he still has to speak loudly over the rain. 

I sigh, not knowing what I'm supposed to do. 

"I don't know where you're-"

I'm cut off and I yelp as he sweeps me up off of the ground, laughing. He starts running down the road with me in his arms. We're running right against the wind so the rain is raining against us but we don't care. He sets me down for a moment, just to wrap his arms around my waist from behind and lift me into the air, spinning me around. I scream but I don't hit him to get me to put him down, I just put my hands over where his are clasped to make sure he doesn't drop me. However, it doesn't work. He accidentally lets go of me while we're still spinning and I go flying through the air and skid across the ground into a massive muddy puddle. It hurt quite a bit but I'm too happy for it to really affect me. I act like I'm hurt though, lying in the freezing puddle, covered in mud. 

"Rosy!" he yells, running over to me.

I have to stifle a laugh as I groan, pretending to be hurt. He goes to pull me up but I pull him down into the puddle instead. I push him down as I get up and sit on top of him keeping him there. We're both laughing so hard now, aware of the rain but enjoying it. He's strong enough to get out from underneath me and he picks me up out of the puddle, putting me back on my feet. We are both soaking and absolutely covered in mud. His hair is not blonde anymore and I giggle as he shakes his hair and mud flies off, some of it landing on my face. 

"Oh you twat." I laugh, pushing him away from me but he pulls me along with him. 

We get back into the car and he puts the heating on straight away. The seats are covered with dirt now but he hasn't even complained once. This memory will always be one of the best, it wasn't expected, we didn't know that it was going to happen but it did and in that moment, we were just having fun. 

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