I love you, Miss Strawberry - My Wattpad Love - One Shot Entry

Hello! This is my first one shot ever, and I tried to do something a little different, I'm not sure if anyone else has done it so I am not trying to copy at all!

Constructive critism would be amazing! 

Also, I would like to say thank you so much Arix! My Wattpad Love was truly captivating, and I can honestly say I did not study for some of my finals or complete homework for a day because I was too busy reading it. 

xx Enjoy!

My old aged finger pressed against the screen, sliding down it and leaving a finger mark stained across it.

It had been so very long.

 

It had been a year to this day I lost Evan, when he passed from this world into another life, a new start for him, that start he needed so much.

It had been a stormy dismal day as he lay in the hospital bed. His aged tired face still bearing a smile, just for me he said. The air smelt like anesthetics and the air-conditioning was on to circulate the air.

I held his hand tightly; I felt as if I let go, he would let go. My clasp on him felt unbreakable.

Our daughter Ella sat in the corner, sobbing softly into her hands. Her husband had his hands wrapped around her shoulders.

He had just closed his eyes, but before he had closed them for the last time he whispered something I could never forget.

“Miss Strawberry, I love you.”

 

Even though his voice was tired and aged, his huskiness still broke though it, that sexy voice I first heard over that phone so many years ago.

And here I am, sitting down on his old computer chair that he sat on almost everyday.

It had been years; decades even, since I had signed into my Wattpad. To be totally honest I thought it would have aged and disappeared along with the existence of twitter. But it hadn’t, it was still strong, and brimming with new members.

It had taken me a while, to go through my comments. My story had gotten quite the attention and it had quite a while to attract the comments and votes. But after searching, and searching I found it.

“Your story is really girly, don’t you think? It is not good if you ask me, I do not understand how it is so famous, its plot is not original at all.”

A smile crept onto my lips; this very message had put me in a bad mood the first time my eyes set upon it. But now I can feel the tears threatening to spill across my keyboard and I compose myself, Evan wouldn’t want me to do that.

I click opened Dark_poet001’s page, my heart freezing as it undergoes the memories that had once been so fresh in my mind.

Name: Don’t need to know, stalker.

Location: Read the above.

Gender: M

Language: English

Member since: Dec 2010.

Votes received: 334,436

I wondered what he would have thought if he had seen how many votes now belonged to him. Most likely shrugging it off and claiming that I made that many accounts and voted for him to make him feel better.

I close the webpage after a couple of moments, I couldn’t bear to look at it any more, because now the once threatening tears were rolling down my face and filling the crinkles in my skin.

I take a deep sigh and shuffle off for bed, I felt older than I ever had.

Moving in the covers I closed my eyes, darkness swelling and taking over my mind and that was all I could see.

We were at Dawson’s park; the air cold and sharp like the first time it had been when I met him.

Him, Evan, he must be here!

 

I frantically looked around, as if my ruffles were missing. And my heart skipped a beat like it did every time my eyes gazed upon him.

But he wasn’t old, he was young, vibrant looking.

He stood across from me on the other side of the lake, he wore the same dark faded and jeans and that black hood. But he was not leaning against a tree, and his hands were not in his pocket. They were extended to me, he wanted me to come to him.

And with every step I felt younger, my arthritis pain subsided, my loose skin started to tighten and my hair got longer. When I reached him, it was if it was the first time we had met. But this time we were both happy with life, both ready for the next chapter of what life brought.

I placed both my hands in his and he brought his lips to my ear, brushing across them and sending shivers down my spine.

“You’re safe now, Miss Strawberry.”