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

"That was interesting." Ethan chuckles, pulling the covers up around us. 

"It was." I laugh. "I wasn't expecting that to happen."

"I was." he winks and I shove him as we both laugh. "I love you." 

"I love you." I roll over onto my stomach, resting on my elbows so that I can look down at him. He's more beautiful than ever. "I'm never going to regret that. I was scared that I would one day, but I don't think I ever will."

He shakes his head. "Never."

"What about you?" I ask. 

He tucks a piece of my hair behind my ear thoughtfully. "Obviously I'm never going to regret it. I have absolutely no reason to. You do though-"

"I don't care about what reasons I have to regret it." I cut him off, not wanting to hear it. "I never ever will."

He smiles, kissing my head. "Good."

I smile back. "Good."

"You're adorable." he hugs me tightly as we both start to laugh. "You're actually just really cute."

I squeal because it tickles. "Let me go!"

He laughs, lying me back down beside him. "I like you very much, Rosy."

I smile. "I like you very much also, Ethan. I don't want to go home right now."

"Stay." he rolls over, kissing my neck, chuckling. "You've got nowhere to be."

I laugh, pushing him away a little. "My parents won't let me sleep at yours, not on a school night."

"But I really don't want you to go." he says in a sulky tone but there's a small smile on his lips. 

I kiss him, happily, pulling my dress back over my head. "I'll see you tomorrow."

"Of course." he gets up, resting his hand on my cheek and kisses me gently, giving me a meaningful look. "Night, Rosy."

I smile. "Night, E."

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