A story about a young girl named Everly Mae Hartweck, who lives with a mother that doesn't care for her. Little did she know that she would soon be living with her English teacher of 24 years when she makes an escape out of her household.
The movie finishes for about an hour and a half later. Im still curled up on Ezra's side. We barely had any of the popcorn. I close my eyes for a minute, letting the safety of Ezra's arms around me engulf me.
"Kitten?" Ezra asks. Aww, more cute names.
"Yes?" I ask, opening my eyes.
"Do you want to go to the mall?" he asks "You didn't bring many clothes, so I figure you could use some."
"Sure," I say "But you aren't getting them for me."He has been too nice already with me.
"Yes I am," he says "Anyways, you don't have money to pay for it."
I open my mouth to disagree.
"And that's the end of the discussion," he says.
I mutter an 'okay'.Ezra stands up from the bed and puts out a hand. I take his hand and follow him to his room. I break our hands from being together to start getting ready.
My hair is slightly messy from laying down. My makeup is all kinds of messed up. Ezra rummages through his drawer and finds another shirt he wants to wear. He places his hand on his back and takes off his shirt. He is fit, Jesus. He puts on the new shirt, to my disappointment. After removing my makeup and combing my hair, I'm ready.
Ezra notices and takes my hand in his to move. We arrive at the mall 5 minutes later. Girls are already checking out Ezra once we get in. I squeeze his hand tighter. Ezra smiles down at me reassuringly.
"Where do you wanna go first?" Ezra asks.
"How about H&M?" I ask.
"Sure," he says "Anywhere you like."
While I'm in H&M every time I look interested in a piece of clothing Ezra gets it for me. He shuts me down every time I try paying. Ezra undoes our hands. I frown, looking up at him. He places his arm around my waist, pulling me closer to him. I smile, but what was that about?
"I don't like those guys staring at you," Ezra says protectively, knowing I'm confused. My forms an 'o' shape. He just wants those guys to stop looking at me.
He kept his arm around my waist until we left the mall. I got so many new clothes, it was like Christmas. I still can't believe all of this.
It is at 1 pm when we get back. I decide to put on a fashion show for Ezra. I walk out of the bathroom in a white dress at red cloak with knee-high socks.
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"Adorable," Ezra says and claps. I smile really big, I can't help it, he makes my heart flutter when im near him.
Ezra's POV
"Gorgeous"
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I say and clap as she walks out with her 5th outfit. She has a great taste of style, it's unique, to say the least. Her fashion is very...childlike, but it is womanly enough to look cute on her. Then again she can make anything look cute when she wears it. Her pale white skin accentuates her cherry red lips, that I want so badly to place mi-
"What do you think?" Everly's sweet voice fills the room as she shows me her 6th outfit.
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"I love it," I say honestly. She looks so pure and innocent. Her small figure hidden beneath the babydoll dress is adorable on her.
I just wish she would act more her age. She is too shy and I want her to feel more comfortable with everything. I am gonna try to get her back her innocence
At first, I was going to keep my distance from her but once I saw her crying my actions had a mind of its own. She seemed to enjoy me very much as well so I don't see anything wrong with just being affectionate. It's not like im dating her.
Everly comes out of the bathroom in her old clothes. It's about lunchtime now.
"Kitten, what do you want for lunch?" I say, heading into the kitchen.
"I don't know," she says "How about mac and cheese?"
"Sure thing, kitten," I say.
I finish making the m&c soon after. Mae and I have some great conversation while we eat. I m glad she feels so comfortable around me.
I get a strange desire to touch her again, so I do. I rest my hand on her thigh and immediately feel better.
The conversation died down, Mae got out her phone. We went to the couch together. I sit down and she did too, putting her head on my lap. I tuck her hair behind her ear and caress her face.
Mae starts to drift off into a peaceful slumber, I smile down at the precious girl sleeping on top of me.
