The Boy With The Silver Lighter **ON HIATUS**

**Sequel to 'The Boy With The Red Sunglasses'.** It has been a week since the funeral of Evelyn James, a funeral that shouldn't have happened. Because Evelyn is not dead, although she might as well be. With the order to stay away from her friends, family and the boy she loves, Evelyn has no choice but to go back to the boy who caused her death - the boy with the silver lighter.

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20. Clean

"Woah!" I stop as I enter the apartment. "What have you done?"
"Cleaned." Evelyn shrugs happily.
"But... It's so..." I search my mind for an appropriate adjective. "Different."
"You don't like it?" She raises an eyebrow.
"No, it's not that, I just..." I glance around the apartment again. Everything is organized and tidy. It's weird. "Hmm."
"Hmm?" She follows me further into the apartment.
"I knew where everything was before."
"Surely, it'll be easier to know now." She grins, taking my hand and dragging me over to the kitchen, yanking open the cutlery drawer. "See! Knives in one section, forks in another, and spoons in the middle."
"Why would you..." I trail off, picking up an old, decorative spoon I haven't seen since I moved in.
"Are you impressed?" She asks excitedly, a proud grin across her face.
"I guess." I blink down at her. "When did you even-"
"When you stormed out!" She cuts me off. "I wanted something to show you I was sorry, and I'm not great with gifts, so I did this."
"But- But- It was fine!" I moan.
"No, it was disgusting." She laughs, wrapping her arms around my waist.
"I liked it." I mumble. Yes, she put a lot of effort into this, and that's great. But it's my home. I knew were everything was... Well... Most things. I guess it might help a little. And the sofa no longer stinks, so that's nice.
"Stop being so negative about everything, hot stuff." She giggles, taking my hand and pulling me up to the bedroom.
"Please don't tell me you-" She clicks her fingers and numerous embers shoot out and light a variety of candles that are placed around the bed. There are no clothes on the floor and there is a note on the end of the bed. "Woah."
"Do you like it?" She bites her lip and looks up at me expectantly.
"It's... Wow... So, this is how you do romance?" I laugh. She sits on the bed in front of me and holds up the note.
"Read it." She urges. I pluck it from her fingers and unfold it.
The words "I'm Sorry" are written in complex, swirly writing over the top of the page and below is a small message.

Hi John,
I know you must hate me right now, and I'm certain you don't want to talk to me, but I needed you to know that - despite what comes out of my foolish mouth sometimes - you mean a lot to me.
We both know that we're more than friends; I was just being stubborn before, because I was hurting. So, if you'll take it, this note entitles you to a romantic picnic in bed with me. I'll cook or buy you whatever you want to eat and I'll talk as little or as much as you want me to.
Essentially, what I'm trying to say is that I'm sorry. You're really important to me, St. John Allerdyce, and I can't escape the feeling that I'll always need you in my life. X-Men or no X-Men.
So, what do you say, hot stuff?

"I wrote it last night." She blushes. "So, I apologize if it doesn’t make total sense."
"Can I redeem this right now?" I tease, holding the paper up.
"If you like." She giggles.
"I do." I wrap my arms around her waist, pulling her closer and kiss her. Sometimes - at moments like this - I wonder how everyone in the world isn't madly in love with Evelyn James. After all, she is pure perfection.
"So," She separates our lips. "What do you want to eat, Mr Allerdyce?"
"Why don't you order a pizza?" I suggest. "Then you don't have even leave the room."
"Needy." She teases.
"Only for you, Miss James."

 

**I know, I know! That took ages. I’m super sorry. I’ve actually been concentrating on RP recently, but once I get back to college my focus will most likely fall back to this again. I’m super duper sorry. Love me?**

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