How You Get the Girl

four|endure.

《unedited》

{a/n} Thank you guys so so much for 1K reads and 100 votes, honestly i'm so so happy *squeals* this is a chapter that I wasn't going to post until later on, but again after the great feedback I decided to post this chapter.

 thanks loves, feyre. <3

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My mind was in over drive and bustling with energy, whilst my eyes begged for sleep, it was one o'clock in the morning and I was struggling atop an English literature essay and was finding it difficult to find more points to prove 'Othello's love for Desdemona is genuine and sincere.' But I couldn't find anything else to say without repeating myself again.

I resorted to watching a movie, besides, it's a reward for being productive for two hours straight, I thought. But who was I trying to kid, it was another form of procrastinating and just delaying the inevitable. I had been doing that a lot lately, delaying the inevitable, just like I had delayed wanting to admit my feelings to Elliot and all it lead to was an endless pit of despair and regret.

I leant back in my chair and sighed, letting my eyes close, but there he was. I remembered every detail of his so very clearly, it hurt. He was ingrained in my mind, from his iridescent green eyes that held a glint of mischief and his tousled brown hair that was growing so ridiculously long it began to obscure his vision, to the fine dusting of freckles on his nose that could only be seen up close, in close proximity.

He deserved the best, and from the way he spoke about Erin, with such affection and adoration, she was evidently the best thing that had happened to him and I was determined to make sure he didn't lose sight of that or her.

My phone chimed with a notification, which in return revealed my background, a picture taken a couple of weeks ago, Elliot and me at Kates party, in which we both organised bidding her farewell as she was moving half way across the country. We both looked so happy, I wanted nothing more to that precise moment in time, where I had my arms wrapped around Elliot's waist and his arm wrapped around me and the both of us grinning sheepishly at the camera.

When we were together, the world and everything around us was reduced to nothing, it was as though the world was in black and white and the only thing in colour was Elliot. And I wanted nothing but for him to be happy, and I would ensure that he would attain his happiness, even if it lead to my unhappiness. I guess that's what love does to you, you're willing to sacrifice the little happiness you have, in order to ensure that they achieve theirs.

I pulled my hair into high pony tail, a habit that I had become accustomed to over the years, it was something that I had always done when I was in deep thought. I ripped out a piece of paper from my refill pad and scrawled hastily at the top 'How You Get the Girl' and began to write down a checklist for Elliot. But I had a sneaking suspicion that Elliot wouldn't need the list, because he was capable of making just about anyone grow to love him, including myself.

It took around half an hour to compile the list and I had resorted to code naming Erin 'jammy dodger' as Elliot had an uncanny habit of misplacing things and I couldn't imagine the embarrassment losing such a sheet would cause. I looked at the time and to my horror it was nearing to two o'clock and my first lesson was first period, starting at nine o'clock in the morning. I haphazardly threw my school items into my bag and threw my self under the duvet covers. It didn't take too long for sleep to overcome me and I gave into its coaxing touch.

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It was ridiculously quiet and I lay in bed dreading to check the time, I reached for my night stand trying to locate my phone and when my fingers came into contact with my phone I pressed the home button and squinted at the screen. The time displayed was 07:51 and I let my tightened muscles relax, but as my eyes began to grow more accustomed to the light of the screen, I saw that in actual fact it was 09:51.