Locked in a lifelong rivalry, Lena and Theo go way back - but do they really know each other?
When Theo goes to college, leaving Elena, his best friend's annoying sister he grew up with, behind at his home town, he thinks that she will never be in...
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A few days ago, I was sure I would never do anything about what I felt for Elena. I could've sworn that nothing would ever happen.
It's amazing how a kiss can change a philosophy.
We've been outside for hours, so long that the sun is rising in about an hour or so.
The way the conversation between us flows just reminds me why I'm so crazy about this girl. She's perfect for me.
Before her, silence meant comfort. My house was always on fire, that's why. Quiet was my favourite thing in the world because it meant no arguments. No violence.
Looking at her, hearing her talk right now, I can't understand how I went this long without hearing her voice every day. Without getting to enjoy her laugh. I never want quiet anymore because that means that I don't get to have her by my side.
Elena has shown me that lack of silence doesn't mean that everything around you is falling apart, it sometimes just means that someone thinks you're worth being loud with.
"Oh my god, I talk so much..." she points out.
"You do but I love that about you, it's nice. I like hearing your thoughts."
I truly love how much she talks, it's one of my favourite things about Elena. I can't even imagine her any other way.
"We've been talking all night but I haven't asked you about therapy yet. I know it's a sensitive topic but how was it?" I ask.
"I told you it was fine the other day."
"I know you did but you told me nothing else about it. Did you like your therapist?"
"I did, she's really nice and I feel like she can actually help me, you know?"
"I'm glad." I say. "I'm really proud of you, you know?"
"For what?"
"For doing this, therapy. You're dealing with a lot whether you like to admit it or not and you make it through everyday. I'm glad you finally agreed to see someone to help you, that shows courage."
"Dr. Thompson also said that last part."
"She's a wise woman, then." I reply, pausing before continuing. "Hey, I need you to promise me something."
I grab her head between my hands and force her gaze to meet mine. God I love those eyes.
"What?" she questions.
"Always tell me when something's wrong and just don't keep things from me, I want us to last and for that to happen I need to know what is happening inside that head of yours." I point to her forehead and leave a kiss on it.
"Only if you promise me the same thing. Since we're talking about therapy, we should also talk about the fact that you need it too, don't you think?"
