editing ; e.n.

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Hey guys! Sorry for a short and late chapter this week, I've been suuuuper busy with a shit ton work work, I will post a longer chapter next week!
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Ethan's POV
It's been a couple days since the 'incident' and I've been doing my best to keep Belle's head up. She's told both the gang and her grandma and both are providing tremendous amounts of support. It's sweet really. As Belle went out with Amy and Kathryn for a girl's day, I took the time to think about how Belle and I were at our high school graduation. She walked up and took her diploma in a beautiful dress that couldn't be seen under the gown. Soon, I went. And I swear, to this very day, she stared at me just like I did.

I remember going out to buy the dress with her and to buy my clothes. Her dress was a beautiful white dress that went down to her knees, sleeves that went just past her elbows and a gold belt around her waist. Her heels complimented the dress so perfectly. When she walked out of the dressing room, my jaw dropped. She looked stunning, absolutely stunning.

I wanted to grab her by the waist and kiss her right at that moment, but I held back. I knew it would mess our whole relationship up, and more importantly, I knew she didn't feel the same way back then. Why would she want me? Why would she ever want me? I felt tears welling up, I wiped them away quickly and picked up my ukulele. I started strumming and soon started playing Can't Help Falling in Love, once again.

Wise men say only fools rush in
but I can't help falling in love with you
Shall I stay
would it be a sin
If I can't help falling in love with you

Like a river flows surely to the sea
Darling so it goes
some things are meant to be
take my hand, take my whole life too
for I can't help falling in love with you

Like a river flows surely to the sea
Darling so it goes
some things are meant to be
take my hand, take my whole life too
for I can't help falling in love with you
for I can't help falling in love with you

I played it, over and over again until I was sobbing. It hurt. I knew she didn't want me, I knew she never will want me and yet, I still think I can get her. It hurts trying to get something you know you'll never get. It hurts knowing you'll never achieve something you oh-so-badly want to. It hurts knowing that even after so many heartbreaks, you'll keep making the same mistake. It hurts knowing you can't change because you're so addicted to being in love it's like morphine.

It hurts because you'll never set an expectation low enough to see how something will turn out. It hurts because you can never get away from it. It hurts because even though your feelings can be strong, the other person will never consider them.

It hurts because I can't help falling in love with you, Belle.