Begin Again

Chapter 5

Who I picture Evan as.

It's also easier to find actual pictures of them together cause they actually dating (or were).

Eva's POV

Evan was nice.

According to him, he had come shopping with his big sister but he'd rather be anywhere but there. And he said he wanted to get to know me. So here we are, I guess.

He made a joke about how his name had my name in it. He didn't seem like too much of a mean person, and soon I began to feel myself opening up to him. Not too much, though. I had to be careful. He was patient with me though. I think he realized I was a bit shy and decided to be respectful and take his time. I appreciated that a lot.

"So, Eva," Evan smiled as we walked around the mall, "you're not from here. Where are you from?"

I bit my lip and began to twirl a piece of hair around my fingers. I felt my hands get clammy as I pursed my lips and considered answering. I didn't know if I should; everyone at school thinks I was a loser for coming here. I never knew why. Nonetheless, something about the way Evan smiled at me told me that I could trust him. So I did.

"Canada."

He smiled and nodded, "that's so cool."

I looked at him stunned. I was definitely not expecting that. It shocked me if I'm being honest.

"R-really?" I asked. He nodded with a raised eyebrow.

"Yeah...why?"

I shook my head and looked down at my feet as we walked around the mall. It got silent between us. I'd glance at him from time to time. He had beautiful blue eyes and nice blonde hair. He was a bit taller than I was and had a nice smile. He seemed like a nice person.

"Do you go to school here?" I asked, fiddling with my sleeves. He nodded.

"We just moved here," he replied, "I'm going to go to Holmes Chapel Comprehensive next week."

I smiled, "that's the school Harry and I go to."

"Who?" he asked. I looked up at him.

"Harry," I said, "the boy that was with me earlier."

He nodded in realization and looked down at me, "is he your boyfriend?"

I felt myself blush. My eyes widened and I looked ahead trying to cough to cover my uncomfortable demeanor. I didn't know why his question made me feel so weird.

He wasn't my boyfriend.

But that didn't mean I hadn't started to want it...

"Um, no. He's my best friend," I murmured. Evan hummed.

"You don't seem too sure," he said. I shrugged. I looked up at him to find him smiling deviously down at me. I furrowed my eyebrows.

"What?" I asked.

"You like him."

I blushed even harder and looked back ahead, "do not."

"Do too."

"Do not."

"Okay, keep lying to yourself."

I sighed and shrugged.

"Maybe I do," I sighed, "maybe I don't."

He snickered and I felt my cheeks heat up. I sighed and clasped my hands together and continued to walk around with him.

"Why don't you tell him if you do?" he asked. I shrugged.

"He's my best friend. I doubt he sees me that way," I sighed. Evan shrugged from next to me.