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.


7. 7

Rose's point of view

Nicole sleeps over at my house that night and she walks into my room with a wicked grin on her face. 

"So." she nudges me as we sit down. "Castle boy."

I nod, eating some pizza. "Yeah, he was there today."

She screams/inhales/yelps excitedly. I don't even know how to describe half the noises Nicole makes. I don't even know how to describe Nicole full stop. She is so funny and unafraid and the only type of person I could be friends with really. She's forward. Ethan is also forward but in a very different way. I'm kind of afraid of how forward he is. Not because I'm creeped out or anything, but he's honest and I have now realised that he likes me. I didn't just realise, he made me realise. If he hadn't, I would have just ignored it and told myself I was being stupid to believe such a thing but I have no choice but to believe it. And that scares me. I don't know why, I should be thrilled, but I have no idea what to do now. All I can do is ask why.

"Did you-"

"I didn't sleep with him." 

She laughs. "You wouldn't would you? So are you going to see him again next weekend?" 

"I dunno." I shrug. "I might just stay home."

She frowns. "But what if he's there again?" 

I shrug. "I don't know. He's eighteen and he... he's very forward."

"So he likes you." she looks at me. "That's what you mean, isn't it?" 

I sigh, exasperated. "I... yes, I think so!"

"So go!" she exclaims, seeming as frustrated as me. 

"No!" I protest. 

"Why not?" 

"Because it's weird." I say, looking at her. "This isn't how it works! You don't meet and then straight away act like you like each other. What could he be up to?" 

"Maybe he's not up to anything." she suggests. "Maybe he's just honest. I'd kill for an honest boy and you've been given one and you don't even care."

"I care, it's just... it seems a bit much."

It really does.

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