Eva's POV
~3 days later~
I sat in the library with my text books, drumming my highlighter repeatedly as I struggled to memorize whatever crap my History teacher was making me memorize. I had finished two pages in my booklet that she had assigned us, I just had seven more to go.
I got this.
I was about to flip the page and commence in asking myself what I remember when somebody sat down in front of me. I looked up and sat up straight when I met the green eyes of the one boy who had been on my mind since we started talking again.
I opened my mouth to speak but he beat me to it.
"I have a spare," he explained, "and I was going to go the cafeteria but I walked past the library and saw you here so I figured I'd come join you? If that's okay?"
I bit my lip and nodded, "I have to study though. So I can't talk much."
He nodded and put his backpack on the table, opening one of the pockets before digging out an apple. He twirled it in his hand and smiled at me, winking mischievously as he grasped each side of the fruit. He clenched his jaw and pulled the apple apart, splitting it in half. I gaped at him, slightly shocked as I had never seen someone do that before. He extended one half to me and looked at me expectantly, as I set my pen down hesitantly and took it.
"How did you do that?" I asked. He smirked and shrugged.
"Can't you do it?" he asked. I shook my head. He huffed and shook his head as he took a bite out of his piece.
"I thought a lot of people could," he mumbled, looking at his fruit thoughtfully. He shrugged and swallowed his bite before he leaned forward and smiled at me, green eyes sparkling.
"I can teach you later," he offered, "it's not too hard. I'm sure even the infamous Evangaline Whitman can do it."
I rolled my eyes and threw my eraser at him, snickering when it hit him right in the forehead. He gaped at me, face ridden with mock hurt and pain. His eyebrows furrowed to cause small wrinkles to appear in his forehead, and his mouth was in an "O" shape.
In the past three days, Harry, Evan and I had gotten quite closer as friends. We hung out more often and Evan and I had started to consider letting Harry in as a friend. Well, Evan had let him in already - they were already planning guys' night's out.
Evan's reasoning?
"Well, I can't watch action movies with you and enjoy them, can I?"
Which was true. There was always something in action movies that I found unrealistic and I always called it out. I was pretty annoying when it came to those movies. But put on the Notebook, and you had me sitting quietly until the credits finished.
Me, however? I was still a bit hesitant around him. I figured I had the right to be, and he understood. I could tell that he wanted to go back to the way we were, but he knew what he had done to me - him and his friends. He knew it would take more than just hanging out and going to the movies on Fridays again to get me back.
I didn't make it too easy on him either.
I was constantly putting him through tests. When he asked me to hang out, I'd tell him no because I was busy, but I'd go shopping with Evan and post a pic or two online. He was following me on Instagram and he would always like my picture regardless. It did make me feel bad, but he had to know that he needed to gain my trust back.
"So," he mumbled, munching on his apple, "can we please hang out after school today? Just us?"
I was about to open my mouth to make up some lie when he interrupted me.
"And please don't blow me off for Evan this time. I understand that you two are way closer than you and I are, but Eva, if you're going to give me this chance that you keep talking about, you have to let me try," he reasoned. I sighed and looked down to my notes, biting my lip.
I knew he was right. Despite everything, I had to think about his perspective. Maybe he was telling the truth when he said he wanted to be friends. But then again, he's lied before.
Just give him one chance.
I bit my lip and looked up at him timidly.
"Fine," I said, "but don't think it's going to be like it is whenever you and Evan hang out."
He nodded, "well I'd hope not. You're a girl and Evan's a guy."
I rolled my eyes, "Harry? You're such a dick."
He snickered and shrugged, "true. But what else is new?"
I sighed and rolled my eyes, not even fighting off the smirk that made its way onto my face.
"By the way," I said, looking back down at my notes, "I hope you realize that if I ever find that you have lied to me about anything or are currently lying to me right now, I will destroy you."
I looked up at him to find him looking at me a bit scared. He gulped and nodded, clenching his jaw. His green eyes sparkled as he stared at me, transfixed on my eyes. I closed my booklet and placed my notes in a neat pile, before I folded my arms over each other and leaned forward on the table.
"I'm not the same shy Eva you used to know back in middle school Harry. I've changed. I've learned to stand up for myself and not let people like your friends and well, what used to be you, I guess, bring me down. And if you think for one second, that I'm going to stand for it while you scheme with your friends to ruin my last year as a teenager, think again," I ranted, "do I make myself clear?"
He nodded.
"I promise I'm not hiding anything from you," he murmured, looking at me intently. I sighed and nodded, looking at him before I stood up.
"We'll see about that, Styles," I replied. I gathered my books and slung my backpack over my shoulder. Just then, the bell rang, signaling the time for our next class. I smiled softly and nodded at him.
"Text me when you're picking me up," I said, walking away, "I'll see you, Harry."
This hang out better go well or I swear to God.
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