Chapter 7- My Love

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Edmund's pov

It's been about 2 months, since I met Y/n. She's my favorite person on Earth, but something has been wrong lately. She's been more on edge; she's been like this, since we confessed to one another.
Y/n bites her bloody nails every second she gets! I wish we never told each other where our hearts lay, for Y/n would be more comfortable around me...
It breaks my heart seeing her like this.

My thoughts are interrupted when I hear giggling outside my shared room with Peter. I stood up from my desk and trudged over to the door to see Lucy, Susan, and Y/n.

Y/n.

The girls looked at me and Susan slightly pushed Y/n towards me. She stumbled on the carpet and stood right in front of my view.
"Hey Y/n." She slowly looked up at me and chewed the inside of her cheek. "Hey," she mumbled in response. I frowned at this.

What can I do to make you more comfortable?

I came up with a solution quickly and asked, "Do you wanna go hang out by the willow tree?" Y/n's eyes lit up and she nodded greatly. She took my hand and we ran down the stairs,
and out the front door.
She laughed as we tripped down the hill gaining speed with every step.

We eventually made it to the willow tree, Y/n was gasping for air, as she placed her hands on her knees.
I, on the other hand, lie in the long grass— although it was quite ticklish on my neck. Y/n walked over and sat behind my head,
she hovered over my face and we gazed at each other's upside down smiles. She chuckled and played with my hair, adding a few daisies in it.

"Edmund." I hummed in response, my eyes were closed; I was focused on her fingertips shooting tingles throughout my mind, as she played with my hair.
"Did you know, Jess asked Peter out?"
I opened my eyes,

Peter is such a nimrod.

"Yeah, Peter was too scared to ask her himself!" Y/n laughed dearly, "What a nimrod!" She said jokingly, I smirked,

Ha! Great minds think alike.

We sat in a peaceful aura, when Y/n spoke again,
"Edmund?" This time she didn't wait for a response and continued on, "You still like me, don't you?"
I sat up and turned my body to face her.

Grabbing her hands, I ardently spoke. "Of course. Not only that, but I love you. You may as well take my heart, Y/n. It's already full of you." I watched her eyes grow wide, welling up with tears in the process. She backed away from me and stood up.

"Please go!"
I've made a grave mistake.

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Y/n's pov

"Of course. Not only that, but I love you. You may as well take my heart, Y/n. It's already full of you."
My heart pounded, as the world's tight grasp on me slipped, the color in it brightened, but the clouds darkened.

I hadn't realized, but I was standing by the time I had really heard what he had just said. I can't commit to this. I'm only fifteen... Tears ran down my face and I sobbed, as my chest tightened,
"Please go!"
Edmund's eyes formed tears rather quickly. "What is it? What's wrong, my love?"

I backed up against the willow tree, he was cautiously walking towards me; as if I would break if he walked any faster. "You know nothing about me," I stuttered,
"You've known me only two months!" —Truth be told, I didn't know why I ever confessed about my little crush on him.

Of course I like him, but I'm too scared to admit I might love him...

"Two months? Y/n, I've known you all my life!" We were both a mess by now, mascara had run down my cheeks and his hair was messy, for he had ran his hands through them.

"All your life!" I chuckled, regretful.
"It's true!When I heard beautiful music I thought 'she'd like that,'"
He stopped walking, towering over me and looking into my regretful eyes; his filled with hope.
"I've looked at flowers and known that one day, I'd give them to you." Our tear stained faces became closer, as Edmund slowly leaned in.

"Oh, stop... Stop." I whispered, sobbing still. "Listen to our hearts, Y/n," he gently grabbed both my hands and placed one on each of our pounding chests. "Feel them pounding."

I cried harder and tore my hand off my chest, using both mine to hit his. I fell to the ground choking up sobs. "No, I hate you! Why do you lie? You don't love me, so don't say you do!"
Panic filled my lungs and I gasped for air,
bending my back,
so my eyes can cry into my lap.
I hung my hand over my head, protecting it from Edmund's cruel lies...

Edmund stood in defeat, "Y/n..." He whispered, as he slid down the trunk of the lonely willow tree, staring at my weak condition.
The sky was strewn with gray clouds that started to drip small drops of watery tears. He must've left,
after that because when I looked up an hour later,
he wasn't there...

'Please go!'

The sound of my crooked words bled throughout my ears.
I didn't actually want him to leave... but it's my fault he did. How could he pretend to love me?
And how did I once fall for it?

The rain came down heavier, and my once white dress,
became light brown and soaked up all the mud beneath me. I suddenly stood from my depressive seat and ran far, far away—or so I hoped.

In the end, I found myself in-front of the café. Only twelve minutes away from the willow tree.
I watched Jess through the window and wondered if it was okay for me to interrupt her work. Before I could fully process my decision, she spotted me and pulled me inside closing,
and locking the door.

"Y/n, what are you doing! You're going to catch a cold!" She flipped the sign on the door and led me to the 'employee's only' shower room, handing me a towel.
I gratefully wrapped it around my shaking body and soundlessly cried, as Jess sat beside me; concerned to a great extent.
"I...fought with Edmund." She frowned, "What about?" She hugged her arm around my shoulders, and I told her everything.

"Wow..." She breathed. I was now in her clothes she brought for after work, and she was walking me home. "I don't know what to do, Jess."
I looked to her, tears were threatening to brim my eyes again,
but I forced them down, for I focused on my desperate gaze I had set on the dark woman.

Her curls seemed extra coiled, since the air was damp and her mind was cautiously finding a solution. "You need to stay away from him for a couple of days. I know it'll be hard,
but you both need time alone to figure out what you truly want."
She spoke angel-like, as if I was her daughter that she was trying to lead on the right path.

I attempted a smile, "Thank you. You have no idea how much I care for you." She chuckled. "Same goes for you,
Y/n." I walked inside my house and went straight to my room to sleep.

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