Abigail's POV
One and a half weeks since I saw my mother, meaning we only have 4 days to get the dance down pact.
Since our first disaster of a lesson Edwin and I have actually done pretty well, we learnt most of the dances except one which is for his new song healthy and lyrically we're both good.
Today I have a private meeting with Simon meaning I'll miss the rehearsal but it's not that important anyway seeing as Edwin and I are further ahead then any of the other pairings, despite our constant conversations about random shit like how we warm up our voices to our favourite sex position
Yikes, I know.
I can't stop thinking about what I said to him, about trusting him.. I don't think I regret it which is what's scaring me, I should regret it, I hardly know the kid.
His eyes held something strong, an emotion I think, and they were filled with sincerity. Other things helped with me trusting him too, like how without even even trying he had the ability to calm any anxiety I felt, his understanding nature and the tenderness of his touc-
No no no no.
My thoughts are interrupted by Simon entering the lobby of this business building type thing
"Ahh Abigail, lovely to see you again" he said as he embraces me
"Whatever Simon, what's this about?" I scoff as I pull away
"Got your edge back I see? Come with me" he said, I nodded my head and stood up from a couch that felt like marshmallows and began to walk to the elevator, the lobby had a high roof and the theme was grey and red. It was very fancy, too fancy for my liking.
As I step into the elevator I hear my phone ding, indicating I got a message
Eggwin 🥚: you busy?
I quickly type back a text but I don't fail to notice Simon looking over my shoulder, I don't really care though, it's him.
me: yeah, I'm in a meeting why?
Eggwin 🥚: i was gonna ask u if u wanna meet up for lunch but if ur in a meeting then nvm. Do you reckon u will be free for dinner?
me: i promised zion i'd have dinner with him and nick or some shit like that
Eggwin 🥚: okie, later.
I wasn't planning on going with Zion and Nick but I also really don't want feelings for Edwin, and although I've tried distancing myself before and I know it doesn't work I also know it lessens feelings to an extent so whatever.
"He's changing you" Simon says as the elevator comes to a stop and he steps out, I walk next to him and look up at him with curious eyes, but I'm still unable to catch his.
"I'm an independent woman, I love the fuc-"
"Language"
"I love myself and I know my worth, I know that boys will just lower my love for myself and I cant have that, I won't have that. Edwin may be changing me, but not in the ways you think he is"
"He's opening you up"
"NO- no he isn't Simon, you and I both know i can't tell him anything anyway" I say as he and I come to the end of a hallway, coming face to face with a door, he swiftly pulls out a key and unlocks it with one smooth twist and it opens to the office I've become very familiar with over the past year.
Simon turns to face me, his gaze soft "You will eventually, even a fool could see that. I had a conversation with Austin actually, he said you two were getting along?"
YOU ARE READING
Change; An Edwin Honoret Fanfiction
Fanfictionwhat a common thing it is, to fear the unknown. • A story in which a stubborn girl, who happens to be apart of a band, is forced into a relationship with PRETTYMUCH's own Edwin Honoret.