thantophobia ; enoch

VII

hayley's point of view /

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The knock at the door is what snapped me back into reality, as I awoke from a nights rest. A male voice could be heard from outside of my closed door.

" Breakfast " is all that was said, the voice belonging to who I'm assuming Millard.

I rubbed the excess sleep out of my eyes and stretched my arms over my head. I then removed the covers and made my way downstairs. Everyone was gathering around the table, Emma and Olive in nightgowns, as I realized I was dressed in a pair of shorts and a tank top. " You certainly look modern " Olive said, rolling her eyes.

" Sorry, it's all I had, and it was hot last night " I said, defending my choice to wear somewhat of a revealing outfit.

" Come with me, don't want Miss Peregrine to see you like this now do we " Emma said, taking my wrist and guiding me upstairs to her room.

She opened a drawer, throwing a white gown at me. I took it graciously, slipping it over my body, over my shorts and tank top that couldn't be seen through the thick fabric of the dress.

" Thanks Emma, I appreciate it " I said.

" No problem, now c'mon, don't want to be late to breakfast " she said.

I followed her out of her room, shutting her door because I trailed behind her, and that being a courteous action.

As I made my way down the stairs, I felt a hand press against my shoulder. " Good Morning Hayley " Enoch's voice sarangi in my ears.

Taking me by surprise of his morning voice, I jumped ever so slightly.

" Good Morning Enoch " I said, turning to face him.

He smiled at me, " How'd you sleep " he asked.

" Fairly decent, how about yourself " I responded.

" Good " he answered.

We made it to the bottom of my stairs, turning a corner to make it to the main dining area. Three seats were left, Emma's being clearly visible with the restraint being already on it. The two that were left over were right next to each other, clearly left for Enoch and I.

I felt Olive's stare burning into me and Enoch and I made our way to the empty seats. Breakfast was already on the plates. Miss Peregrine still hadn't sat down in her seat, so the children and I waited for her arrival.

In the free time, Enoch started a conversation with me.

" Nice nightgown " he said.

" It's not mine, but apparently I chose to wear a ' too revealing ' outfit, so Emma let me borrow hers " I said, doing finger quotations when saying too revealing.

Enoch chuckled, looking me in the eyes. " What year is it, what year are you from " he asked.

" 2016 " I told him.

" You and Jake came from the same year " he told me.

" Oh, really " I asked.

" Yeah, what's in 2016, anything exciting " he asked, his eyes glimmered with curiosity.

" Sorry to bring you down, but nothing too mind blowing " I said.

Disappointment was evident in his face, my heart breaking with the look.

" How old are you Hayley " he asked.

" Seventeen " I answered.

" Only seventeen " he asked.

" Yeah, why how old are you, you sure do look young " I asked, examine his teenager-esque face.

" You wouldn't believe me if I told you " he said.

" Try me. "

He inhaled, then exhaled, " I'm one hundred and eighteen years old. "

My jaw practically hit the table. " That's impossible " I said, " Wouldn't you be dead? "

" When you're in a loop, your age adds up, your body doesn't follow " he explained.

I simply nodded, taking his words in. Miss Peregrine walked in, and commenced breakfast.

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a/n : another filler :/

the next one I started writing and is already 3,000 words and it's nowhere near done so get fucking ready bc romance :))))))

+again, this won't be edited at all, just wanted more Enoch and Hayley interaction + i had the idea of Hayley finding out Enoch's age over breakfast.

I'm sorry for another shitty chapter, but the next one I assure you will make up for it ;) xxxx