Open Your Eyes, And Open Them Wide- An Evril Story

The Story Of Smile

Avril POV: 

2010

After me and Evan finished Everybody Hurts we hung out for a while. 
"Bring out the Limoncello, baby!" I screamed in my slightly-tipsy voice. We were laughing like we were high. Evan got out 2 bottles of Limoncello and I continued to sip from my beer. 
"And I will drink as much Limoncello as I can and I'll do it again and again and..." I sang a bit off-key. I fell back laughing and Evan had to  help me back up I was laughing so hard. He held my back for a bit until I calmed down. We drank and talked and laughed all night. I couldn't keep myself from smiling. I guess it was contagious because I didn't see a second where Evan wasn't smiling either. 
"You know that I'm a crazy bitch I do what I want when I feel like it, all I wanna do is lose control oh oh and you don't really give a shit you go and you go and you go with it cause we're fucking crazy Rock N Roll!" 
All of a sudden, Evan wrote that down. The rest of the night was a little weird after that. We drank and worked on riffs for that verse. Then, I got next to him, picked up the guitar, and I kissed him. I don't know why. We were both drunk as fuck. But hey, I got to kiss Evan. And just when it was getting good, I blacked out. 
That morning I woke up, Evan was gone, and I still had the tingle on my lips from when I kissed him. I walked over to the parlour where we were writing the other night. There were 2 empty bottles of Limoncello, 2 empty 6 packs of beer, and 1 1/2 empty bottles of vodka. No wonder I blacked out. Just then I noticed the stinging-sore feeling  on my rib. I lifted up my shirt to reveal Evan's initals tattooed on my rib. 

Evan POV: 

Oh my fucking God, am I seriously kissing Avril right now. My mind was so fargone with ecstacy I couldn't even comprehend whether I was dreaming, awake, or hallucinating. She & I were both drunk so there was no way (if this was real or not) I was going to take this further. After a while I pulled back and she was laughing and smiling. 
"Avril, are you okay?" I asked, a little concerned. 
She just laughed and shook her head 'no'. Okay, so that kiss meant nothing. I was fine with that, honestly. If there was even the smallest, slightest chance she and I would end up together, drunk was not the ideal way to start our romantic relationship. I drank a little more and eventually I blacked out. I woke up the nest morning in my apartment with a stinging-sore pain on my shoulder. I looked over and saw Avril's name tattooed. 

Avril POV: 

I looked over the lyrics and riff we wrote last night. I added on a part:

Last night I blacked out I think
Did-did I have too much to drink?
I remember making out and then (oh oh)
I woke up with a new tattoo
ya name was on me it's gonna leave a bruise
I would do it all over again

I called Evan. Sure, I was a little scared  but I needed to order some shit out. 
"Hey, Evan..."
"Oh, hey Avril. Are you alright?" 
"Yeah. God I drank way to much last night. I think I blacked out. Do you remember anything?"
"Depends what you want to know."
"How I got your name tattooed on my rib would be a start" I said laughing  little. 
"I honestly have no clue. I'm kinda trying to figure out how I got yours on my shoulder."
"Oh. Do you remember anything at all? I'm just looking for some answers." 
"No, sorry." 
I hung up a little sad, but also a little happy. I love Evan, and always will. I don't care that we will never end up together. But I sure do hope we will.