I usually bathed with extremely hot water, burning my skin so if I take a long time I start to feel very sick because the fiery water vapor made me dizzy. So here I was, with my eyes shutting down in the shower because I was too tired after spending all the day visiting Paris´s attraction when I heard my mother shouting again “I’m going to the reception I want you fully dressed when I return” and she left the room shutting the door strongly.
I took the shampoo off my hair and turned off the water. When I got out of the bathroom I had to face the coldness of the room, I had my clothes on top of the bed…
“Wow that is truly sexy”. I found Evan sitting very comfortable in the room´s bed. What the fucking hell? I ran back to the bathroom to hide my not so dressed body as I just had a towel enveloping my body.
–WHAT ARE YOU DOING HERE!?- I shouted at him from inside the bathroom making him laugh.
“I just wanted to talk to you, sorry for breaking in but you didn´t answered the door” he finished.
“Yeah that was because I have just finish showering! And by the way get out of here right now! My mum will come up and if she finds you here…” I said quickly but I was interrupted.
“No it´s okay she won´t come back for like half an hour, the reception manager is going to keep her busy, I want you to come somewhere with me” he said.
“Okay, I’m not going to ask because this is too nuts for me, just let change myself in something more than a towel and we can go” I said just wanting him out of my room. As I open the bathroom door I found him leaning in the wall with that arrogant face of his.
“Oh but I have no problem with only the towel” he said, but shut up when I punched him. I grabed my clothes changing into dark blue jeans and a white short shirt. As I walked to the door he grabbed my hand and stop me.
“Where are you going?” he asked stupidly.
“You said we were going…” I said tired of his silly games.
“Yes, out but who talk about using the door? We will go out the window” he finished with a smile.
“No freaking way” I found myself saying.
After a few minutes I had already slide out the window and climbed through a pillar up to the roof. I just couldn´t believe how suicidal this whole situation was! Yet the view was amazing, Paris was a shining star with all the lights of the city blinding my brown eyes.
“It´s amazing” I said admiring the city and Evan rapidly answer “Beautiful” so I look at him and he was staring at me. At me. Not the city.
“The city, you know, is awesome” I said nervously- no one had ever used the adjective beautiful to describe me- he laughs and said “Sure”.
“So you wanted to talk about…” I said trying to change the subject
“Um yeah I was wondering if tomorrow you would like to…” he said we a lot of confidence, but I interruped him
“Evan my fight leaves at 5 am tomorrow”
“What!? I thought you weren´t leaving until the end of the week… but in the reception…” he said very confused.
“Yeah I know, they had wrong our check out date, that´s why my mom went down to talk to the receptionists…” I explained. I stopped talking when I realized how upset he looked.
“I´m moving to Washington next year” he suddenly bursted out.
“WHAT!?” I asked freaking out. Okay that was turning so damn weird! First this cute guy starts talking to me, buys me a millionaire bracelet, kisses me and tells me he is moving where I live. Crazy much? I don´t even know him... Evan was silent, don´t knowing what to answer. I probably look like a maniac because of how I freaked out but I also had my rights, all this was extremely odd.
“I was wondering if you would like to give me the name of your school, I know you would love me to be your school mate” he finally spoke with an enchanting smile.
“I don´t know you! I´m not telling you anything and I also think this is all a joke else you are a serial killer ” I said bitterly.
“What do I win by joking?” he asked cutely ignoring my acussation. “
Well… Em… Laughing?” I said causing him to smile widely.
“Come on I´m telling you there is no trick here, you have to tell me!” he said while smirking.
“No why would I? You can´t block mail me with the photo because you already promise nobody would ever see it again” I told him smartly.
“If you say it to me I promise you I won´t be kissing you again” he said as he looked straight at my lips. God he was staring at my lips! Who told him I didn´t want him to kiss me? Come one Cece focus- I told to myself. Why this piece of arrogant thinks he can kiss me if he wants? If I don´t want him to kiss me, he wouldn´t and I was about to tell him that when I look my watch. In like 5 minutes my mother was supposed to be in the room. I didn´t wanted to start a argument with this jerk so I just asked him to hand me a paper and I wrote Clarkston High School – the stupid name of my stupid school just to give the stupid Evan what he wanted and leave me alone. Plus I didn´t believed I would see him again.
“Great!” he said with a charming smile when I handle in the paper.
“Yeah now please can we get out of here?” I said.
“Of course baby” he said and jumped from where we were to the balcony of my room. That was quite a long jump and I must admit I was really afraid because we were on the 17th floor of a hotel in Paris, so yeah, jumping freaked me out.
“Come on I´m going to catch you” he said from down there as he could read my thoughts. Hesitantly I jump shouting at the top of my lungs.
“Shhh…” he hissed laughing as I landed in his arms. We were extremely close and his dark eyes were burning in mines.
“Promising not to kiss you was the most painful thing I have ever done” he whispered with his lips on my cheek and finally letting me go off his arms.
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12 hours. 12 was the number of hours I had to spend in the airplane from Paris to Washington. Twelve hours would Evan spend coming here too. 12 hours my masochistic brain wasted thinking about Evan. The way he talked, the way he looked, the way he kissed me, the way he held me and the way he made me angry. My feelings were so messed up, because I was dying to see him again and it was hard to image don’t seeing him again, yet I still didn’t believed this was the truth. It all happened too quickly, in the wink of an eye he kissed me and became pretty much the favorite topic of my mind. Knowing that I might see him again made my hairs stand on end. I was terrified; back in the real world, Washington, I’m no one. I’m not the pretty, I’m not the especial. Knowing he may come and just figure out who I really am- or how people see me makes me sad. I imagine him coming here, with his perfect smile, though he is not going to smile to me, but the billions of prettier girls that will fall for him.
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Jugendliteratur“It’s okay dear Cinderella it´s not 12 yet”- he said pulling me closer to him. “Really my name is Cece, umm….” I said kind of asking him his name. “Nice to meet you, Cece my name is Evan”. So he was call Evan… “I guess you have something very imp...
