Precious // h.s

thirteen

Evelyn~

"What do you mean I can't?" I snatch my hand from his.

"You can't love me. This isn't even supposed to be leading up to that." Harry shakes his head and runs his hand through his hair.

I'm so confused? He literally called himself my boyfriend yesterday and now he's saying I can't love him? I call complete and major bullshit.

"You only love the money."

"Stop saying that!" I scream, aware that were in public.

"I'm sorry-"

I take the glasses off of my face and shove them into the bag it came in and hand them to him. I'm not just here for the money anymore because I thought the feelings I had for Harry were actually going somewhere.

"Evelyn, please-"

He's gonna say some shit like 'you don't actually know me' or something like that. But I am actually done with him this time. He keep repeating the same things over and over, knowing that I hate them!

Like the adolescent I am, I stomp away from him, not even caring if he's calling after me. See? Every time I try to go back to him and it works, he always has to fuck it up in any possible way he can.

I grab my phone from my Givenchy bag- I should probably give him that back, too- and dial the first person I see. Ryan. Wow, great.

"Evelyn! Slow down," Harry catches up. "Please."

He answers on the second ring, "hey, Eve, what's up?"

"Pick me up from the strip mall. The one near my house, please." I say quickly.

"Okay, I'm coming. Is everything all right?" He asks.

"No." My voice cracks and I'm on the edge of tears.

"I'll be there soon. Just hang tight." He hangs up.

"Don't go." Harry says to me and I want to push him, slap him, and punch him.

I fucking hate this! I hate Harry and I don't want to be anywhere near him or with him for that matter. I take my things from out of the purse and it's a handful of things. I then hand my bag to Harry.

"What? No- keep it- Evelyn, please don't do this."

"I try. I try so hard, but I can't do this anymore, Harry." I mumble. "Don't call me or text me or come over."

I turn my back towards him and cross my arms over my chest. I feel his big hands on my shoulders and I shrug out of his grip.

"Don't touch me! Go home or something, I don't fucking care, just leave." I snap, tears already falling.

"I'm not going anywhere- can we just talk this out?"

"No. You always say the same thing over and over when I specifically told you not to buy me anything."

"I know, I know and I'm sorry."

"Stop fucking apologising! I'm not going to take it and forgive you again. I'm sick of doing this. Go back to your ex or some shit. I'm sure she can out up with you."

"Eve!" I hear someone yell.

I look up and Ryan is in his car, waiting for me. I begin to walk to the car when I hear Harry say something.

"Fuck, no." Harry seethes.

"Goodbye, Harry." I don't turn back to look at him.

I'm so disappointed in myself for always going back to him when I know it's no good for me.

"Wanna talk about it?" Ryan softly asks when I get in the car.

"That's the last thing I want to do." I say.

I lean my head against the window. Most of my tears have ceased, but now I've succumbed sadness. Not sure where Ryan is driving. I told him he could take me where he wanted to.

The radio plays in the background and I just watch as we drive past things. After half an hour later, Ryan stops and I open my eyes. Aw, he took me to a drive-in movie. This is where we had our first date.

"Thought you'd need this." Ryan says to me.

"I do need this, but the movie doesn't start for a few more hours, what do you want to do?"

"Thought you never ask." He smiles at me, driving out of the parking lot and I got confused as to where he's going to take me now.

I'll just go with the flow because this is just what I need right now. I don't want to worry about anything and I sure as hell don't want to think about Harry.

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