Chapter 8: The Confession

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~Evie's POV~
It was later that night when I found myself returning to the dorm room. I began to look around, but it seemed as if no one else was there. Millie was still out celebrating the big tourney victory with the cheerleaders. And the boys were off in their room doing who knows what.

I sat down on my bed, unloading my jacket pockets, placing my mirror and my lip gloss on the bedside table beside me before getting ready to take a relaxing bubble bath.

"Ah! What a nice way to unwind from this hectic day." I sighed, sitting there in a candlelit bath with roses, as well as turning off the bathroom light, totally not meaning for it to get romantic at all.

I got into the bathtub, and the warm water was perfect. It wasn't too hot, but it wasn't too cold. It was very relaxing. All the tension in my body slowly released as I closed my eyes and started to think about Mal.

I loved Mal. I really did, but not in a bestfriend type of love, the kind of love you have when you want your crush to ask you out. 

She is this perfect girl, and everything about her was stunning, yet she didn't show emotion a lot because that's what her mom taught her.

Look at Maleficent. Do you see her showing emotion a lot? No, because she got hurt, and she kept all emotion in, and no emotion really ever showed until she had Mal and Millie. 

It's sorta heartbreaking to see that Mal really doesn't show emotion that much. But, when she's around me, everything changes, and she shows her emotion. I think I'm really the only one other than Millie that's seen Mal show her true emotions.

The thing that scares me the most is what if Mal doesn't like me the same way that I like her. I don't want to lose my best friend. She means everything to me, but at the same time, I want something more.

Everything about Mal is amazing. She's so nice and sweet to me anyway. She's not like that with anyone else, so I think that's a sign Mal does like me, but I don't know. 

The truth is that I want Mal as my girlfriend, not my best friend, because I love her so much. The scariest thing is telling Mal how I feel about her. What if she rejects me? Then what will happen to our friendship? Why me?

Why did I have to fall in love with my best friend? But at the same time, I want something more. I just don't know how Mal would react if she rejects me. Will this friendship of many years fade away into nothingness? I was so deep in my thoughts that I didn't hear Mal coming into the dorm.

~Mal's POV~
"Is anyone here?" I asked as I looked around. I couldn't see anything other than Evie's mirror and lip gloss on the bedside table. It was a little odd. I sat down on the bed and took my jacket off, laying it on the bed.

Then I untied my boots and took them off. It felt amazing to get my boots off. Then I got off the bed, putting my boots in front of the dresser that had most of my stuff in it. I needed to go to the bathroom but decided to get into more comfortable clothes. 

So, I got into my dresser and pulled out some biker shorts and an oversized shirt. Then I took my leather clothes off and changed into comfortable clothes. I went into the bathroom, flipping on the light switch. I jumped in utter shock and surprise, for there was Evie in a bubble bath surrounded by lit candles. She seemed completely overtaken by relaxation, so much so that the flash of the bathroom light turning on didn't phase her.

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