MPHFPC ONESHOTS

Jealousy

          You were watching Enoch from the upstairs window. He had his arms firmly around Emma's hip as he was helping her come down from the tree after putting the baby squirrel back in the tree. You knew he was only doing his chore, and he and Emma were only friends. But something inside of you was raging with.... what was it called? Jealousy??? 

          Emma began walking back towards the house, and Enoch stood still, watching the blonde go. His head turned towards the window, and you two locked eyes for a second, before you abruptly stalked back further into the room, so Enoch could not see the sudden tears springing from your eyes. 

         You leaped onto your well-made (now slightly messy) bed, face first. You screamed frustatedly into the pillow, letting all the confused emotions absorb into it. 

          A feeble knock on the door startled you, and no other than Enoch appeared. The most genuine and breath-taking smile was plastered onto his face. "May I come in?" He asked, rather charmingly. You turned around so Enoch could not see the tear-tracks on your rosy cheeks. "Oh comeeeeeee on" Enoch silently walked towards your bed, hugging you from behind, brushing your black hair softly. "Are you mad at me?" You turned you head slightly so you were able to see Enoch's face. He was giving you the goo-goo eyes, now giving you a smirk. 

          As stubborn as you were, you could not be mad at that face any longer. To yourself you admit you could never get mad at that face, but that was a secret Enoch would not know. 

          Finally, you sigh and say, "Nooooo, I'm not mad at you." Enoch used this moment to hold your warm body to his cold one. "I just see how you sometimes look at Emma, and how maybe I'm not good enough...." You let your eyes drop to your bare knees, to embarrassed to look Enoch in the eyes. 

          To your surprise, you heard Enoch laugh. He put a delicate finger under your chin so you had to look back into his eyes. "I would never look at Emma like how I would look at you. I have one girl, and forever will. You are my girl." Enoch got up from his spot on the bed, and for the mere seconds his body left yours, you craved him more than ever. Enoch walked towards your side of the bed, standing in front of you, obviously holding something behind his back. "I love you." He revealed a perfect red rose, and leaned in to give you a kiss. 

          You wished this moment will never end.