Years passed and Enoch and Nathalie grew closer together.
Enoch and Nathalie were both used to isolation and they prefer to keep to themselves. Olive accepted the fact that she wasn't relevant to Enoch anymore and made truce to Nathalie after a few years of one-sided hatred.
Victor and Nathalie also grew closer and little did she know that he too was falling for her but alas, Enoch was too possessive of her. Not that she mind, of course. She was used to it.
Abe left them. He left Emma to join the war. He left to visit other loops. He was growing older and they stayed the same, and never aging.
Victor was acting very strange lately but no one seemed to notice.
Miss Peregrine is busy as ever and so was everyone, except Enoch and Nathalie who was outside, just relaxing. Enoch was on the ground , leaning on the tree and watching clay dolls fought while Nathalie is laying her head on his knees, napping.
After the years, Enoch new every single thing about Nathalie and vice versa. He also knew that she's a heavy sleeper and that she loves to sleep .... VERY MUCH
Enoch slowly turned Nathalie's head facing him. Enoch started to lean but he saw Nathalie stir so he went back to leaning to the tree and as if on cue, Olive and Victor walked towards them.
"Hey" Victor smiled and looked at Nathalie who sat up and placed her head on Enoch's shoulder.
"Hi..." Nathalie greeted making Victor's smile wider. Enoch saw this and felt a sudden rush of jealousy so he wrapped his arm around Nathalie's waist, pulling her closer.
Victor saw this and sighed at his friend's possessive nature and sat beside Nathalie whilst Olive sat beside Enoch.
"Hey Enoch." Victor said.
"How can you tell a girl that you love her?" Though the question was directed to Enoch, Victor was looking at Nathalie.
Olive whistled
"Victor has guts to ask Enoch. Face-to-face" Olive giggled. Enoch saw the hint and his eyes held a tiny bit of anger, a dash of possessiveness and a crap ton of jealousy.
"Depends on who the girl is. and what the type of person they are into." Enoch tried to sound nonchalant.
"What's your type Enoch?" Olive asked. Enoch sighed and sat up straight. Looking at Nathalie and smirked.
"I like a cute girl, who is smart, who isn't afraid but still keeps to herself. I like a girl who isn't afraid to show her true self and has a cute laugh." Enoch described as he looked back at Olive and Victor.
"What about independent girls?" Victor asked. He always liked a girl with a pretty face. The one who you would imagine as a perfect housewife, doing the cooking, cleaning and taking care of their house while he was away.
"I don't like them" Enoch simply said. Victor raised his eyebrows and asked,
"Why?"
"Because, they're independent. I like a girl who is very dependent.. Especially to me." Enoch said and closed his eyes. An image of Nathalie flashed his mind.
Victor swore he saw Enoch's lips curled as he closed his eyes.
'Just who are you imagining..' Victor wondered and asked again,
"Why?" Enoch sighed in annoyance.
"Because dependent girls will need you, they will make you feel loved." Enoch answered.
"How about you Nathalie.. What's your type?" Olive asked.
Suddenly, Enoch sat a bit straighter than before as this spiked his interest.
"Well..." She hesitantly answered.
"I like a boy who is very caring. I don't care about appearances but I do care about his loving heart... I find a mysterious boy interesting . The kind that you won't instantly read. Someone I could greatly depend on and someone who isn't stupid. I like a boy who is very determined about everything he does. Sometimes, I like boys who are easily jealous or possessive." Nathalie mused.
"Easily jealous or possessive? You know if a boy is like that, you'll have no absolute freedom." Olive reminded. Nathalie nodded.
"I know. But that it means that the boy is scared of losing you. That' why he wants to have a tight grip on you, to make sure you are his." She explained.
"Oh.. okay.." Olive nodded. Bronwyn and Claire ran towards then and started pulling Olive away while Hugh and Milliard started to talk to Victor before pulling him away too, leaving the two alone again.
"Hey Nathalie..."
"Hey Enoch..."
They spoke in unison. Nathalie giggled and gestured Enoch to speak.
"Never leave me." Enoch softly said. Nathalie smiled held out her pinky.
"I promise." She said and Enoch linked his finger with hers.
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Jar of Hearts (Enoch O'Conner)
Fanfiction"Who do you think you are ? Running around leaving scars... Collecting your Jar of Hearts, tearing love apart... You're gonna catch a cold from the eyes inside your soul.."
