chapter 3: are you okay?

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enid's POV:

i wake up to the sound of the door closing, i look around me realising i was in my bed, how did i get hear? i hear thing tapping on my bed side table, i turn to him and try figure out what he was saying, i learnt his language just sort of forgot it over the break, i watch him carefully catching the words 'wednesday, you, hugging' and 'like'

i nod along still completely confused, after a second he stops and just stands there, i stare back at him, i open my mouth to say something but the door opens, we both turn to it seeing wednesday with a her bag "oh you're awake" she says as i stand up to hug her, surprisingly she doesn't pull away, i smile as she pulls away "how are you?" she says as my smile drops a little "im okay" i say as she squints her eyes slightly,

i chuckle slightly as she nods, she turns to her side before stopping "i got you something" she says turning back to me "really? wednesday i don't need anything, you already got me a phone" i say pointing to my phone "well too bad you have this aswell" she says pulling out a MacBook, my mouth hangs open as she hands it to me "i thought you could use it for school or movies"

"wednesday no, that's too much" i say shaking my head, i watch as she shrugs and walks to my side "hey what are you doing?" i say following her, she doesn't respond but instead opens the drawer on my desk, i watch as she puts the laptop in my drawer before shutting it again and turning back to me, "there i didn't give it to you" she says before walking back to her side,

i feel my face heat up as i watch her walk to her bed "oh i got you these too" she say as i roll my eyes, she turns back around with my favourite glazed doughnuts, i haven't had these in ages my mother never let me, she said i needed to loose weight "no i'm good, i don't want them" i say as my hands cover my stomach, i see her raise an eyebrow "but these are your favourite?" "im actually trying to lose weight so um no thank you"

"lose weight?" i nod "enid you're already underweight, if anything you need to gain weight" she says stepping forward, i look up at her seeing her eyes full of worry "no i don't want one" i say stepping back slightly "okay, i'll just leave them on your bed side table if that's alright" she says taking one and eating it,

i watch as she goes back to her side and continues drawing? i never know what she's doing, i feel my stomach rumble as i look back at the doughnuts, 1 wouldn't hurt right? am i underweight? should i eat more? no i think i should eat less, mabey i should eat more? i'll see what wednesday says "wends?" i say hoping she won't mind "yeah?" she says not turning to me "do you think i should eat more or less"

i see her turn to me "i think you should eat more" she says looking at me "really? won't i get even fatter" i watch as she furrows her eyebrows "enid" she says stepping to the line, i watch as she hesitates for a second before stepping over, i raise my eyebrow at her hesitation, she steps closer and closer "enid, you're not fat" i was taken back at her words, my hands gripping tighter around my waist,

"but-" i get cut off by her stepping the last step and putting her hands over my arms "you.are.not.fat" she says with her eyebrows raised slightly, i look down not able to look her in the eye, i feel her hand move to my hand before pulling it slightly making my arms move away from my stomach, i feel her replace them by placing her own arms around my waist,

i feel my face heat up as she moves closer, my arms finding their way around her neck, she looks up at me the light from the window hitting her face making her all the more beautiful, i smile at her as i see the corners of her mouth lift slightly exposing a little bit of her dimples, i gasp as she rolls her eyes "can you do it again?" i say my smile growing, i watch as she looks back up at me a small smile growing on her face,

my smile gets bigger as i watch her dimples get deeper, i reach my hand out as my thumb softly goes over her cheek

*Knock knock*

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