the day we met

chapter 7

ashton pov:

I woke up in my bed, tucked in very well. Everything that happened recently felt like a blur. As of now, I had too many questions. What was the time? And where was Evelyn? As far as I remember she was here before I fell asleep, and I don't think she's the type to leave like this without telling me. I walk out my room and hear her in my kitchen. Did she really make me food? As I make my way to the kitchen, I observe that my house is very clean and doesn't have any of the messes I was too tired to clean. This girl is an angel, I thought to myself. I'm greeted by Evelyn and the smell of food and as if on cue, my stomach growls loudly. Evelyn looks at me and laughs, then puts some pasta and potato wedges on a plate, then hands it to me.

"So how'd you sleep?" she asks. I nod my head and say, "that was surely a wonderful escape from reality. By the way this pasta is really good, thanks for making it.''

She smiles at me. I look at the clock, and see that it's 11 pm. I wonder how she'll get home as the metro has closed for today. I asked her how she planned to reach home, to which she said she would probably figure something out. I told her that was unsafe at this time and that I'd drop her off with my car. We got in my car, and 5 minutes after I started driving, she fell asleep so I turned down the music in order to not disturb her. When we arrived at her place, she wouldn't wake up. I eventually gave up and carried her out of the car, and opened her door with her keys. I placed her in bed and tucked her in nicely. Seeing her sleep so peacefully felt so good, knowing she had done so much for me the past few days. I walk out the door and drive back home. I went back to bed as soon as I reached, thinking of all the things that had happened, and how supportive Evelyn had been through all of it.