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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Rosy's point of view

I walk home from school with Nicole and we go straight up to her room. I sort of feel relieved once we're in there, sitting on her bed like we always used to. It's been a while since I've spent any time in this room. This room is where I can just say anything I want to, where I can tell her any secrets. I know I can tell Ethan those things to, but Nicole already knows everything. I practically grew up in this room. 

"So." she smiles. "How are you and Ethan?" 

I feel a glow of happiness. I like that we're a pair, Ethan and I. I like that even though I'm here with Nicole and I'm not really anticipating the moment I can go back to him, he's always there in the back of my mind. I like that when I am done here, I'll definitely go back to him. It just feels natural to be with him. 

"Good thanks." I smile back. "How are you and Mr Hyperactive?"

She laughs. "Adam and I are fantastic thank you. Look at us, asking each other about our first serious boyfriends! When did we grow up?" 

I sigh, happily. "I don't know but it's great, isn't it?" 

She grins. "Yeah it is. I wish we could hang out like this more often but the boys have taken up our time more and I'm working and you can't really get here easily and I can't get there easily- it's just difficult."

I sigh. I am scared that maybe we're choosing boys over each other which is something we swore we'd never do, but it's not like we're not friends anymore. If it was really going to ruin our friendship, we'd leave the boys, however hard that would be. In our eyes, our friendship is more important than anything, it's just hard to make time for each other these days because we do love the boys and she loves working. I try not to worry. I'm sure we'll figure it out when we get used to it. 

"What made you wanna come hang out anyway?" she asks, curiously. 

I shrug. "It's actually kinda weird. Ethan told me I should come- not that I wouldn't anyway, but y'know, he suggested it."

She frowns, smiling. "Didn't he try to stop you from going to school? I mean, he like gets high off spending time with you, that is kind of weird."

I laugh. "I'm sure he was just being nice."

"He is lovely." Nicole nods. "Then there's Adam who is just an absolute douchebag."

We both laugh loudly, just thinking about Adam and how naturally funny he is. "He's a good guy though."

She sighs, happily. "He is."

We hang out for a little while longer. She does my makeup, we bake, we eat, we watch TV. I feel content, the kind of content I felt when I was going to sleep last night. I start to wonder whether the secret to not being a moody teenager is just not seeing your family very often. 

Just as we're starting to watch a movie, there's a knock at the door. I frown.

"Ethan?" Nicole asks. 

I shrug. "I didn't ask him to pick me up yet."

We both go to answer the door and I feel the colour leave my face. My dad stands there. 

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