'Yes..and I'm willing to hear this.."long story"..of yours..' Jordie said as she sipped some of her Pepsi. So Evelyn explained, most of it, some of it through tears, some of it through laughter. They both hugged after that, it'd been a while since they'd had a chat. Jordie told her about training to be a makeup artist, she offered to do Evelyn's. 'C'mon I'm not a model!' Evelyn laughed. 'Well the makeup can REALLY make a difference..especially if you wanna win Kurt over!' Jordie teased her but Evelyn knew she was just playing, or was she..? Evelyn maybe felt something for Kurt..? No no..it was totally platonic. That's what she thought.
Her and Jordie just relaxed for a bit, until she FINALLY persuaded Evelyn to let her do her makeup. She caked foundation onto her face and painted her eyelids beautiful colours with her eyeshadow. Her sister helped her get her hair properly brushed and even straightened for the first time in fuck knows how long. Evelyn looked in disbelief at her face. 'Holy shit!! I've never looked this good in..forever!' She chuckled as she smiled at her sister. 'I knew you'd like it. Now..the outfit..? Because I'm not sure if sweatpants and one of lover boys flannels are really selling this..' Jordie teased again, causing a slight gasp from Evelyn when "lover boy" was mentioned, of course meaning a boy who's name begins with K.
Evelyn was just getting into her outfit, a black checked skirt and a red jumper with a couple of holes in and of course her Docs, when Kurt walked into the house. 'Look who's here!' Jordie exclaimed as she heard the front door open. Evelyn quickly got dressed and looked at herself one last time, feeling content, as she went down the stairs to see Kurt and Jordie. Kurt's eyes went slightly wide for a second. He put his guitar, in its case, down near the bottom of the wooden stairs and looked Evelyn up and down, just in admiration. Jordie saw Kurt looking and raised an eyebrow. 'Hey that's my sister' She said playfully as Kurt blushed a little. 'Leave him aloneeee!' Evelyn teased her, but giving her a hug nonetheless because she was leaving. 'Take care, hopefully I see you soon?' Jordie inquired, looking at Kurt and Evelyn stood close together. 'Yeah of course! Have a safe trip home' Evelyn said, pulling away from the hug, but just as she was pulling away, Jordie whispered very quietly in her ear 'He feels the same way..'. And then just like that, she left.
Kurt finally spoke. He heard what her sister had said, but decided to push it to the back of his mind, like most things. 'So..you had a good time?' He chuckled. 'Well she somehow persuaded me to let her make me over to look like this!' Evelyn said, looking down at her outfit. 'Well uhm..I think you look cute..maybe even better than when I saw you all dressed up the other night..' Kurt mumbled, looking down at his hands. 'R-really? You think I look uh cute..?' Evelyn said quietly and quickly. Kurt took her by complete surprise. He gently stroked her cheek and looked right into her blue eyes. He kissed her, so softly, treating her as if she was a china doll. Evelyn was quick to pull away. 'Kurt..it's too soon after Tracy..' She whispered, her face painfully close to his, she loved the kiss.
'No..I don't want her Eve..it's you I want..I've always liked you..' He said, kissing her again. This time the kiss deepened, her hand lightly gripped round the back of his neck as his hands ruffled her , now silky soft, hair. When they pulled away, too quickly for Evelyn's liking, she said to him 'I've always liked you too Kurt..' Kurt looked at her and smiled. This was the happiest he'd been in some time. 'But..what does this mean..?' Evelyn said, confused. 'Well..can we take this slow..after uhm Tracy..but just know, I really really want to be with you Evelyn.' He said, looking right in her eyes as she kissed him again, forgetting all about the outside world for a minute because this was THEIR world now.
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beautiful son
General Fictionthe turbulent story of the relationship between Evelyn Alys and Kurt Cobain. Enter at your own risk..