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.


72. 72

Ethan's point of view

Rosy and I don't get to see each other for five days after that because she goes on some trip to Paris with school. I mean, I'm glad she got to go, but I'm even more glad that she's back. I drive over to her house the evening she gets back and knock on the door. I was going to wait but I just can't. She opens the door and a grin creeps up on her lips.

"Oh my god, hi!" she exclaims, jumping onto me. I laugh, hugging her tighter. "I didn't know you were coming over!"

"I just came to say hello." I smile. "If you're busy, I can go-"

"No!" she shakes her head. "No, come in. Mum, Ethan's here!"

Her mum and I do the usual nice little conversation about how I am and how university is and how I should come around to see Rosy more often and how I'm always welcome. Her mum is just so lovely. We then go up to Rosy's room and sit on the bean bag.

"How was Paris?" I ask. 

"Good, thanks." she nods. "Rainy but I like that."

I smile, shaking my head. "You would wouldn't you? It was so boring here without you."

"I'm glad you didn't have too much fun." she jokes. 

I laugh even at the thought of seeing some other girl. "Good. By the way, can I ask you something?" 

Adam and a couple of the other guys in our group of friends are going camping this weekend and they invited me. At first, I said no, not really wanting to spend the weekend away from Rosy, especially now that we're not living together. But then I realised that it would be fun, I've missed spending time with all of the guys rather than just Adam. Plus, Rosy would want me to go. 

"Of course."

"Me and a couple of guys and Adam have a camping trip planned for this weekend, we're leaving tomorrow, is it alright if I go?" 

She laughs. "Ethan, oh my god. You don't have to ask, just say to me 'Rosy, I'm going on a camping trip this weekend'. Of course you can go, stupid, I'm not going to stop you."

I laugh, feeling a little stupid. "I know you're not going to say no. It just seemed a bit unfair because we haven't seen each other in ages and you only just got back. It seemed a bit crap of me to leave as soon as you get back."

She smiles a little, looking me in the eye. "Ethan."

"Rosy." I give her the same look back. 

"Never am I ever going to stop you from having guy time. We don't have to spend every second of our lives together."

"But I happen to like spending every second of my life with you." I smile at her, grabbing her waist and pulling her onto my lap. 

"Well don't like it so much." she winks. "Go be a guy in the woods. Pee against trees, drink beer, swim in the lake naked, start fires for no reason."

I laugh. "I will, I will. I'll text you though."

"Don't you dare!" she says with mock horror. "You devote your attention completely to Adam and your other friends this weekend! I'll still be here when you get back, don't you worry."

"Rose?" we hear her dad call and she gets off my lap, sitting beside me again just as her dad peeks his head around the door. He smiles at me. "Rose, dinner's ready. Ethan, you're more than welcome to stay if you'd like."

"Thank you sir, but I'd better be getting home." I smile, getting up. He nods and goes down to dinner. I kiss Rosy slowly and she kisses me back the same. We both smile and laugh a little.

"See you on Monday." I murmur, my hands running down her arms and finding her hands.

"See you on Monday." she says back, taking my hands in hers. "Have fun."

I tell her I will and drive back to my flat. I know that I'll have fun this weekend, I'm not going to be sad about the fact I'm not with Rosy, but there's always this little nudge in the back of my mind that is counting down the days until I get to see her again and I don't think that's a bad thing.

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