Sleep is something I've never struggled with before, in normal situations I'm out cold the second my head hits my soft, fluffy pillow. Tonight however isn't a normal night, as I'm currently being eaten away by the overwhelming anxiety that comes with taking Edwin to Australia tomorrow.
I don't know what caused me to crack so easily. I know he wouldn't have broken up with me if I didn't go, but something about the look he was giving me made me feel, just for a split second, like it'll be okay.
Edwin has the ability to do that to me. I could be drowning in a sea of sadness and anxiety, and his fucking smile and amazing way with words would be able to simply grab my hand and save me. It doesn't make any sense, but it's just the way it is.
Realising that I have to wake up in two hours, I groan loudly and remove the heavy duvets off of my body, a sharp chill immediately hitting my bare legs, and quickly walk out of my new room and into the rather large kitchen.
I impulsively decide to text Edwin, despite the fact he'll be asleep.
Me:
i miss you :/
Read, 2:37am
Eggwin 🥚:
you need to sleep baby girl
Sent, 2:37am
Me:
hypocrite, and stop calling me bby girl I cringe every damn time.
Read, 2:41am
Eggwin 🥚:
You love it, and I miss you too. A lot.
Sent, 2:42am
Butterfly's erupt though out my whole body.
Me:
I'll see you tomorrow though, on a plane, to Australia.
Seen 2:44am
Eggwin 🥚:
You're still nervous?
Sent 2:45am
Me:
Go to sleep Ed, goodnight x
Read, 2:45am
Eggwin 🥚:
Ihy, goodnight x
Sent, 2:45am
I turn around and slightly jump when I see Hanna's silhouette silently watching my from the kitchen doorway.
"Hanna, go to bed" I sigh, unhygienically sitting on the kitchen top.
"Why don't you?"
She's got a valid point.
"I was messaging Edwin about tomorrow and getting a glass of water" I lie.
"Mmhmm, well stop texting your boyfriend and go to sleep, you're going to be so tired for tomorrow"
I sigh and explain what I've had to explain many times in the past month, "he's not my boyfriend"
She cautiously walks over to me, and I can already tell where this conversation is going.
"Do you want him to be"
"Jesus, Hanna!" I scoff, slapping her arm slightly, "I'm not discussing this right now. Not with you, not in this kitchen. Goodnig-"
She swiftly grabs my arm as I try to walk away from her, causing me to stay in place.
"Hanna" I say softly, "last time I spoke about it, I almost lost my best friend. I cant do that again"
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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.
