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 to Nicole's house. I'm not allowed to stay because she's grounded. I go to a hotel before realising I left my wallet at Ethan's. I stand in the dark and the rain for an hour thinking about going to my families and telling myself why I shouldn't before I realise I really should. However awkward it will be around my dad to admit that I was wrong, I have to do it. They're family, they'll accept me no matter what. 

I get to my house and knock on the door seeing as they've locked it for the night. My mum comes to the door with Noah and I could cry. I haven't cried about Ethan yet. I'm trying not to. If I cry then I'm admitting that it hurts. But to see my mum's familiar face and to see little Noah who I care about so much- it's overwhelming. 

"Mum." I say desperately. 

She smiles but there's a weird edge to it. "Rose, sweetheart, hi. What are you doing here?"

"I need to come home." I say, a lump in my throat. "I'll tell you about it, can I come in?" 

She sighs. "Look, I don't think that's a good idea. Your dad is really angry, coming in will just start arguments. He needs more time to cool down."

"He's never going to cool down if it's taken him this long." I frown. 

"Look, Rose, we'll work it out, just not now." she whispers, kissing my cheek. 

"Can I at least see Rain?" I ask, desperately wanting to see his face.

"You have to go sweetheart."

And she shuts the door. I feel so much pain and I could either cry and admit that it hurts or I could run. I could just run as fast as I can and distract myself. I run. I run so fast, into the rain which isn't refreshing like it was with Ethan, it's just cold and it hurts but it doesn't hurt as much as crying. It does hurt to know that I'm running straight back to Ethan's though. 

I'm not going to forgive him. I'm not going to tell him I'm sorry, either. I just need a place to sleep for the night. 

I knock on the door and he opens it, shutting it again immediately afterwards. I knock again.

"I don't want to speak to you." he says bluntly. 

"I just need to crash here." I say in the same tone. "I don't want to speak to you either but I'm pretty much homeless."

He doesn't ask me about it, he doesn't look concerned, he just lets me in and goes to the bed, making it clear he doesn't want me there. He doesn't give me a pillow or any blankets, he just turns the lights off and I sleep on the floor as far away from him as possible. 

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