Evelyn's POV
6 hours.
It's been 6 hours since Evan left this morning to go to the shops, and he hasn't come back. I've called him over a dozen times. Yet, no answer. I'm really worried.
In those hours that went past, I decided to go to the doctors to see and work out why I was in so much pain last night. He told me that I had an unusual amount of pain, which was caused by my period. He said I need to rest for a few days until my month is over.After hours of waiting Evan finally stumbled through the door, drunk. He's fucking drunk. He had one job, one job and he couldn't even do it. "Were were you?" I yelled at him "and why are you drunk?." he look up a at me worried "babe! Come here gimme a hug" he slurred. Well I'm not going to get any answers out of him, so I'm going to bed. "I'm going to sleep, go to bed." I told him. I think he's part sober, he doesn't get crazy like most people when he's drunk. "Ooookaaaaay, but can you pleeeeeeese bring me my teddy, I'm going to be lonely" he told me. I giggled because his voice goes an octave higher when he's drunk. I walked to the kitchen and grabbed him a glass of water.
I placed the glass on his bedside table, I walked back downstairs to find him slow dancing with his teddy, in the living room, he was dancing to 'give me love' by Ed Sheeren. I started to crack up laughing, he looked up at me, I smiled. He dropped the bear and walked over, grabbed my hand and moved me to the middle of the room. The beat was nice, "dance with me." He said, "you're drunk" I said raising my eyebrow.
"I can assure you, I'm sober. Dancing with teddy really sobered me up." He said smiling. I lowered my head and laughed. It's really hard to stay mad at someone like Evan, I've never met anyone like him before. It made we wonder how many times we forgive just because we don't want to lose someone. Even if they don't deserve our forgiveness
"Where were you?" I asked him, "well I was in the shops, getting food. And a couple of my old mates from primary school, showed up. We talked and ended up drinking at the bar." He confessed. "I'm really sorry," he whispered. "It's ok just please tell me next time, okay?" I said. "Okay, I promise." He claimed.
Evan's POV
I woke up to a pounding headache, I took some Advil that was on the bedside table. I walked down stairs to see Evelyn sitting on the piano stool, she looked frustrated. "Hey babe," I say. My voice sounds deeper then usual. She turns around and smiles "hey, how's the alcohol paying off?" She says. I shake my head and laugh. "What are you working on?" I ask. "Oh nothing special" she said smiling down at her shoes. "Show me" I whispered. She smiled and played the tune, I have know idea what she was playing, but it was beautiful. After she had her 'moment' I just stared at her, how could I not.
"Kiss me" she whispered. "Gladly" I replied. I smashed my lips onto hers, she was so beautiful, not like those girls in the magazines. She was beautiful for the way she thought. She was beautiful for the sparkle in her eyes when she talked about something she loved. She was beautiful for her gift to make people smile even when she was sad. But most of all, she wasn't beautiful for something as temporary as her looks. She was beautiful deep down in her soul.
"I love you." She whispered. I don't know why we were whispering but she was cute so I kept going. "And I you".
2 weeks until her birthday, that's the day I'm going to propose to her, 2 weeks. We have been dating for about 2 years, it's time. "Do you want to do anything today?" She's asks, I shrug "if you want, I don't mind." "Well I have to go deliver this today, and I won't be back until 5:00 pm so wanna do something before then?" She asked holding one of her drawings I guess, wrapped in something I don't know. "How about we go shopping?" I ask, "yeah sure, sounds good. Give me a minuet." I nod as she walks to our room. After she's ready we walk out hand in hand.
Evelyn's POV
2 weeks, i only have two weeks until i have to fly to England. two weeks. I have to leave on my birthday, it sucks. Hopefully Evan will understand. Its going to kill me as much as it will him. i know i have to leave him, but i don't really have a choice. if My art piece I'm delivering today, doesn't get accepted then, il stay here with Evan, and i don't know become a designer or something. but if it does, then I'm screwed. i don't know if i should tell him. i mean i know i should and i want to, but long distance relationships don't always work.
As we walk into the post shop thing, to ship my painting, i can't stop to wonder what life would be without him, if he loves me, he'll will either let me go, or fight for me.... " you're birthday's coming up." Even said jumping me out of my thoughts. i gulped nervously and replied "uh, yeah. what do you want to do?" damm it, why did i ask that. "i have something special in mind." he mumbled.
as we finished from the shops we drove home in silence, for some reason Evan was smiling like an idiot. we arrived home and walked up to Evan and i hugged him. I just full on bear hugged him. he was a bit taken back at first, but then soon returned the gesture. "you okay?" he asked worried. "i think so, I'm just stressed about this painting, i mean it means a lot and if they hate it, then i don't know what I'm going to do." i sob. he pulls me in tighter and assures me it will be okay.
Il show him, one day. i just don't know when. i know he's desperate about seeing these so called "amazing" artworks of mine. We sit down, drink wine and laugh for the rest of the night. "wait so you're saying you actually had a crush on Caleb O'riley in 8th grade?" he asked laughing hysterically. i was on the floor crying, in laughter.
"hey don't judge okay, i thought he was cute." god this wine is really making me high, "i better get you some water, you don't want a hangover" he said smiling and walking to the kitchen. "haha you know enough about that" i manage to say while dying in laughter. I hear him laugh from the kitchen and then the rest of the night was just a blur...
Hey! so i hope you like it so far, if theres anything thing i should know please tell me. Il put up the cast soon but its just how i picture them, you can differently if you want...
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Learning to let go
Hayran KurguThere's just something about you that I’m scared to lose because i know i won’t find it in anyone else.