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🌻This is a short story inspired by a song I like listening to. I think I'll make these occasionally. Enjoy.🌻
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The night sky has never looked as beautiful as it did tonight. The stars look much better when you are sitting under them with someone who means the world to you.
Ella is cuddled next to me in this huge blanket we found in the trunk of my car and the fire we made with wood we collected is keeping us warm as well.
We got stranded in the woods on our way to her friend's birthday party. We called for help and now all we can do is sit and wait.
She's the most beautiful creature I've laid my eyes on. I've known her for a while now. I can't help but smile.
I'm thinking about how she smiles when she sees me walking towards her in the school hallways. If I could make her smile like that every second of my life, I would.
I love everything about her. She hates her smile, she hates herself. I've seen the way she looks at herself in the mirror.
She doesn't even know how beautiful she is, she always compliments others on their looks, but she can't take one. It's sad. I wish I could show her what I see.
She's the cutest when you get her small meaningful presents. One time, I got her these sunflowers I picked from the school's garden and her whole face lit up. She almost resembles a sunflower. She has a bright exterior, but a dark interior.
I would choose her over a rose any day. I would give anything to hold her for the entire day and have her tell me her troubles and talk to her about dumb things like why she names things. She named a moth we found in her room Jeff and cried when I killed him for bothering her.
She is too pure for this world. She always tries to see the best in the worst situations and even worst people.
This is why I don't get why she won't dump her stupid boyfriend. He only hurts her. I have had to console her everytime they had a fight and he said something hurtful that made her cry.
I love being her best friend, but being the love of her life would be better.
"Jean-Claude, why do you look so sad?", Ella asks me.
"It's nothing, I'm just thinking about this girl that brings me so much joy, I would do anything to see her always happy.", I tell her.
"I wish someone thought about me, the same way you are thinking about that girl.", She says with tears in her eyes.
I put her small face in my hands and say, "I bet there are plenty of guys who think of you like that."
I let go of her face and sigh. I wish I could hold her without feeling guilty about it. I wish I could hold her without knowing that she would be going back into someone else's arms.
"For example, myself.", I don't look at her while saying this.
"I-, I never knew you thought about me in that way, you're out of my league too. You could be with any girl you want.", Ella says sounding surprised and confused at the same time.
"I'm confused, why would you like anyone like me? I'm not even pretty, I have nothing to attract someone as amazing as you."
"Ella, have you met yourself!", I practically scream.
"You're the most beautiful girl I know, inside and outside... you're the cutest when you say dumb things and cover your face with your tiny hands when you are shy. I love watching you read, because your reactions are the funniest. I hate it when the authors write stuff that breaks your heart, it makes me want to end them and end anyone who has ever made you cry."
"People say green and blue eyes are beautiful, but I would gladly drown in your dark brown eyes any day.", I realise that I've been talking too much and stand up.
I'm about to walk away, but Ella grabs my hand. My heart constricts for a second.
"Jean-Claude. I know I'm with John, but I like me better when I'm with you."
I hug Ella and hold her so tight in fear of losing her. I was going to kiss her when we heard a tree branch snap.
"What the hell is going on here!?"
I would know that dumb voice anywhere, it's John. He has come to save us.
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Lolololololololololol😂this was dumb, but fun. Thanks for reading my one-shot story.
I wonder what my next short story will be about.
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Sunflower
RomanceHe loved her ,but he was too scared to tell her.Before that night in the woods,he would have never confessed his feelings to his best friend.