foresight [FINISHED] | e.d

six

saturday 9:00 a.m.

| ETHAN'S POV |

her legs shook due to nerves as she stood in front of me in line.

where are we?

i looked around to see grayson, brett, tyler, alex and blair all laughing/making conversation as we waited together to ride a roller coaster at a theme park.

since when do we all hang out?

everyone looked to be having fun, except eve of course. she's always so nervous.

i watched as she tapped her foot, biting the inside of her cheek. i wanted to bad to rub her shoulder, or do something to help ease the nerves. but i couldn't.

i couldn't speak, or touch anything. all i could do was look around, feel the cool air, smell the fried food and listen to the conversations around me.

"nervous?" grayson stepped closer to her, making my cheeks feel hot.

"is it that obvious?" a nervous laugh escaped her lips as her body stiffened.

"don't worry, i'll sit next to you." he smirked.

his hands were about to grip her hand, when a white haze overtook my sight.

-

once again, i woke up before i could beat the shit out of him or stop him in some way.

my eyes adjusted to my white ceiling as the cool air that was once around me turned into the soft feel of my bed sheets.

not wanting to get up at all, i let my mind race thinking about everything that was going through my head last night.

i've never acted like this, but i know exactly why i did what i did. the dreams, i only have them about her and the fact that each of them are slowly starting to come true is scaring me, yet making me-

fuck. i cant say it, i can't admit it but i want to so bad. i can't even admit it to myself, never mind her. she's probably confused, or she hates me. either way, i wouldn't doubt if she completely ignores me from now on.

| EVE'S POV|

i laid on my back against the soft blankets on my bed, looking at the ceiling. my mind just couldn't fathom what happened last night.

ethan dolan wants to change the way he's been his whole life, because of me. it seems impossible. why? why am i so important to him? he never explained while he drove me home. i wanted to beg for an answer, but i stayed quiet.

"evelyn! come down for breakfast!" my mothers' voice rung through my ears painfully, the way she called me by my full name just made it worse.

"coming!" i tried my best to sound somewhat enthusiastic.

i stepped out of my room, groaning due to being so tired from all that happened at that party. i couldn't focus on anything, except him. the fact that he was in my head angered me even more and i'm not sure why. i didn't want to let myself fall for him, yet i wasn't bothered by the thought of it.