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CHAPTER SIX- I need more.

Enid's POV:

It's been a week.
I can't stop thinking about it.

"I don't even see you as an acquaintance."
Her words sting in the back of my head, it hurts so much, I'm not even questioning the fact I had a literal clone.

How could I cry to her about this? She's there through everything!
But god, I screwed it again.

I let myself get the wrong idea.
I don't get how the girl who doesn't know what the word means, makes me feel so loved..

She makes me feel so special, so many people like her.
She doesn't even let her family touch her...

She walks into the dorm, walking towards her bed, where I was sitting.

"Up." She whispers, sitting near me.

"Wednesday?" I pause, turning over to her.
"What are we?"

"What do you mean?"

"Are we friends...?" I ask, giving her the puppy eyes.

"I suppose."
"Why?"

"I heard what you said with the other me." I scoot a bit closer to me.

She rolls her eyes, "the 'other you' kissed my neck."
"How else was I supposed to react."

"oh." I pause,
"Uhm... what were you thinking.. when 'I' kissed you?"

"I was..." She leans her head on my shoulder.
"I had the instinct to pull away. The sensation of 'your' lips lingered on there."

"I craved it." She whispers.

God, this girl knows what she's doing.
I lift her head up, cupping her cheeks.
"You..." I hesitate.
"Wanted more?"

Her breath hitches, she slowly nods her head.

"How do you feel if.."
I lean in, laying a kiss on her cheek.

"More."

My eyes widen, her hands guide themselves onto my waist.

"Are we gonna..." I tilt my head, leaning in a bit closer.

She wore an innocent smile, my heart pounding through my chest.
God, if I wasn't trying to look cool then I would have melted into her arms.

I've never seen her smile before, maybe smirk or grin.
"You have dimples..." I whisper, caressing her cheeks.

She takes the step, closing the gap in between our faces.
Her lips are cold against mine, a pleasant feeling.

I pull her closer, getting lost in the kiss.
She deepens it, my hands sliding down to her waist as hers get lost in my hair.

It took us over five minutes to pull away, even then I wanted more.

"W- wow.." I stutter, still trying to catch my breath.
She gets on my lap, facing me. Her legs wrapped around me.

"I shouldn't."
"Enid, I trust you." She whispers.

I smile, nodding my head.

"I'm putting you in danger, you do realize that?"
"This... 'stalker' has been photographing me since the beginning of summer." She pauses, leaning onto me.
"I've seen.. it." She continues, "She was distorted. As if she's been brutally murdered."

"Aren't you in to that stuff?"

"This is different." Her voice trembles a bit,
"The things I was... thinking, was different."

"Love..." I whisper, pecking her cheek.

"I don't care if something happens to me." I pause, trying to get the right words together.
"I've been wanting to kiss you for so long, Wednesday..."

Wednesday is really pale.
It's a stated fact, so when she's blushing...

It's really obvious.

I reach my hands up for her cheeks.

"You're really strong, and a great fucking kisser too." I wink, giggling.
"We're okay."

(561 WORDS.)
(I hate this chapter omg, but they kissed!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!)
(Song- Lunch, Billie Eilish)