Double Vision [On Hold]

3: Behind The Shelves

Easton's POV

I pull Eva by the elbow back towards the door but go behind a bookshelf that reads "History". there is a door to our left that reads " Artifact storage" with a small do not enter sign on it. As I finish reading the sign Eva tugs on my sleeve "Could you grab that book for me?" She asks. I try to reach the book she's pointing to but can't. It's at least a foot above my head.

"Get on my shoulders." I tell her. She has to crane her neck to frown at me, being only 5'1" and me being a whole foot taller than her. She walks around me so she's behind me and I squat down.

"If you drop me I swear to God Easton I will kick you were the sun doesn't shine." 

Eva stands on one leg and swings the other over my shoulder then the other leg. She gets comfortable and lightly grips my shoulders to keep from falling over. I slowly stand back up and she reaches for the book, grabs it but tips over and she falls over screeching bringing me down with her. She lands on top of me, my stomach on the ground and I start laughing at how ungraceful she was being for once.

"I'm so sorry! Are you okay?" She asks, thinking that such a small thing like her could hurt me. Laughable.

"I'm fine. Are you okay?" I ask as she shifts on top of me letting me flip over so I'm now on my back. I sit up so now she's on my lap. She leans into me her face less than half a foot away.

"Better than ever'' she murmurs as she leans in even further, her forehead almost touching mine. Then before I could even think about doing anything else she jumps up off my chest and squats down besides me "Not today East!"

Evalie's POV

With my back to Easton I feel my shoulders turned so now I'm facing him. He backs me up into the wall his hands tangled with mine.

 His incredibly blue eyes swallow me whole.

I've never been kissed before so i have no clue as to what to do if this actually happens. I'm terrified by even the thought of kissing him. What if I lose my best friend? What if he hurts me? What if I hurt him? I don't want love. I don't want someone to be able to hold my heart in their hand and be able to crush it so, so easily. One of his hands cup my face, the other tucks a strawberry blonde curl behind my ear. He leans in and I'm frozen to the spot he has me pinned to. He slowly leans in. I can tell he's hesitant to do what he wants. He knows about this fear of mine. He kisses the corner of my mouth.