As soon as class had came to a holt and the bell had rung, Ezra finally had something to say to me. I must of forgotten how easily he could send me from one emotion to another in a matter of seconds. I think this had to do with the fact that every word, every action, and every fiber of him had to tease me with his existence.
"You should come over after school, we can do homework together- as I can recall English was always your favorite, Mary kitten," the way he said this overdramatically made me want you to punch him in the arm.
I scrunched my nose at him while leaning my body against random lockers that were abandoned then he looked smugly at me with patience.
"Fine, I've missed you very much- but don't call me kitten, got it?" I uttered as I clutched my hands around his neck in a hug.
"You never knew how to have any fun, kitten." Ezra mocked while hugging me back with all his might.
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Classes had flown by incredibly fast which made me have a good feel of how the year would unravel. Lunch was always my most dreaded period though- trying to be social with people I had nothing in common with always tired me out rather quickly. Estelle and Katy had joined me in the hall to the lunchroom- our normal formation as we were one of the top girls in the entire school.
"I have second block with Ezra and you never told me how jaw dropping he is! God the things I could do to that smug face!" Katy awed in amazement.
"Oh shush Katy, you know how Mary doesn't share her toys!" Estelle yelled as we all laughed while the nudged me in the arm.
After finally getting out of line, I beeline to my typical table where all the "popular people" sat to see Ezra standing against the table while Sebastian sat talking to both Estelle and Katy. I rolled my eyes as Katy was practically drooling over both the boys. Everyone glares caught on Ezra and me while he politely took out the chair for me to sit in-pushing it in softly as I sat. I tried my hardest to contain my smile at the sweet gesture he had made in front of everyone around.
Our table was twice as large as anyone's around, something that was a tradition for only the elite to have. Everyone laughed, gossiped, flirted, and even judged during this time at our eating area. I looked up to see Cayden Smith googling over me. I bit the inside of my cheek when his mouth started talking.
"So Mary, do you want a ride home after school or. . .?" his face was getting as red as a tomato. I was flattered greatly, he was sweet and was the perfect guy- but I never liked him like he had me. All my friends waited for a response, I gulped down wondering what to say when Ezra stepped in and confidently said,
"Actually Mary will be at my house. Better luck next time?" Cayden's face was flaming red at this point- causing me to smack Ezra's arm.
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Before I knew it, I was in Ezra's bedroom- awkwardly standing parallel to him, biting the inside of my cheek. I didn't know what to say or how to act anymore with him around. I constantly thought he could see right through me and how I felt- like I didn't even need to say anything.
Looking around his childhood room, I flinched at the sight of his records and record players- a gift I had given him only a year before he had abandoned me. The room was a taupe grey and was a complete mess- boxes and shirts were flung around the room like nobody's business. Granted, he did just move back.
" I know i'm selfish- horrible even," Ezra uttered looking so deep into my eyes I thought I would crack open right then and there.
"I may agree that you're selfish, but never horrible, idiot!" I stubbornly called hoping he couldn't tell how bad my voice cracked with every word.
" Kitten, you never were good at lying. You should hate me more than anything in this world. I left you all alone. I didn't even tell you- just poof and I was gone, never to be heard from again."
His jaw was set hard- looking at my sternly like I was a child that wouldn't listen to what the adult was saying.
I then heard raspy music-Frank Sinatra to be exact and I couldn't help but smile so wide. His songs always made me feel at home- like I was where I belonged.
How had the music started playing? The fuck?
"Ezra, how did the record player start?" I asked while he smirked with a boyish charm.
"Dance with me," he nearly whispered as he laid out his hand, waiting for mine to join.
I looked down and blushed. He would be the death of me sooner or later. Grabbing onto his cold hands, he pulled me closer for a slow dance my heart beat grew quicker.
I knew my hands would be sweaty- as always. It was often annoying when moments like these arrived. I tried to ignore it and focus on Ezra, hearing him whisper the words to the old song made me smirk wide and feel alive again.
"Some day, when I'm awfully low
When the world is cold
I will feel a glow just thinking of you
And the way you look tonight"His hand on my back was spelling out words which sent goosebumps throughout my entire body. Even though he was so tall, I could feel his warm breath again my neck and shoulder.
Abruptly, the music had stopped and Ezra's body froze. I turned around to see Sebastian leaning against the door frame with his arms crossed. He looked mad. Not at me though- as normal, but at Ezra.
"I should go," I Stomached and raced out of the room avoiding both of their hard gazes on me.
Shit, I have to walk home.
Earlier , I assumed one of the boys would offer to take me home. I had no idea they would have a brooding staring contest right in between me and I'd have to blast from the scene to avoid those rigid boys.
How did the music start anyway? How did it even
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