self loved | e.d.

eleven

{recommend listening to Here For You by Orloe}

water droplets drip down off of the window seal while his face laid back blankly looking at the bright screen.

his facial features glowed in the light. shining immensely with boredom and curiosity.

the way his dark chocolate hair swoops up over his forehead, so smoothly and wispy.

lighting shatters brightly through the black covered house, thunder rolling underneath it.

the boys chocolate hazel eyes still focuses on the tv show previewed in front of him.

his neck stretches out when he swallows the air stuck in his throat.

a pink blossom tint covers his swollen, plump lips. matching the colors applied to his cheekbones as dimples pop up from the smile plastered onto the teenaged boys face.

white dots reflect in his eyes.

he raises his hands over his head, stretching out more onto the couch. still drawing his attention to the mysterious screen.

the night booms once more with a strike of flash coming across it.

a blue sweater covers his top half, with a fuzzy blanket covering his lower half, over top of his black skinny jeans. the same blanket that's covering mine too.

his hands run through his soft, dark hair. trying to keep it up above, away from his eyesight.

my lips curve upwards from the sight i'm seeing.

his head turns over to me. "how are you feeling?" smiling compassionately.

i open my mouth, yawning. "drowsy."

he chuckles lightly. "let's get to bed then."

my head turns over to the clock. reading it saying 2:36 am.

i yawn once more before pushing the blanket off of my lower half, and standing up.

"i'll get some extra clothes for you." he offered.

i nodded my head as an 'okay.'

minutes later the boy hands me an over sized black tee shirt with some adidas sweatpants.

"go get changed then come upstairs." he told me walking away.

my face froze in confusion. "wait." i spoke softly.

he stopped in his tracks, turning back to me. "yes?"

"i'm sleeping in the same bed as you?" small hair pieces fall in front of my face. "ethan i can't."

he stood there looking at me. "why? we aren't doing anything."

worry filled my emotions. "i don't know."

"just go get changed." he turned back around. "nothings going to happen."

after he left the room, fear twists into my heart.