Only Eve [h.s]

Chapter 11

Hey Everyone! Happy November!! I hope you all had a safe and happy Halloween! Before you get to reading I just want to tell you all that I made a slight mistake (that comes out in your favor) and found that there are actually 14 chapters in this book, not 12! So with how I've been posting, the last chapter will be out on Saturday, November 7th!

I hope you like this chapter! We learn some new info...

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Eve's POV:

I show up to Mitch and Sarah's house wearing a beige sweater, black jeans, and my hair up. I take a deep breath before walking inside, prepared to be bombarded with hugs and 'good to see yous'. I walk in to see Sam and Clare sitting on the couch, arguing over who got kicked off the bachelor, I see a few people I don't really know talking to Mitch and Sarah, I see Jeff on the phone, and I see Harry, staring off into space by himself in the corner of the room.

I walk over to Sam and Clare, my eyes still on Harry as I sit down.

"Hey you made it!" Sam says as she gives me a side hug. I give her a nod, clearly not paying attention to what she's saying. Clare and Sam both notice who I'm staring at.

"He's been like that since he got here. He seems really out of it. I think he's at a low after being at such a high from performing on stage. It should wear off soon." Clare tells me, trying to reassure me.

"He looks like he needs someone to talk to." I say under my breath, getting up from my seat, I walk past Harry, giving him a signal to follow me out to the balcony.

He follows me, keeping a distance. We are both unsure of the imaginary boundaries that are set between us. I lean against the railing, looking out over Los Angeles. He stands a few feet away from me, doing the same. Finally, he speaks up.

"You would've liked the views I saw on tour. They were incredible." he says in a low tone, like he's scared he's going to say something he's going to regret.

"I can imagine. Just the views in Paris we're amazing." I said, instantly wishing I could take it back.

"Paris." he recites, recalling everything that happened. "Feels like forever ago."

"Yeah, it really does." I respond. There were times that all I could think about was what happened in Paris. Now, I can go for weeks without thinking about it.

"You okay?" I ask after some time has passed. "Yeah, I will be." he responds. 

"You know you can talk to me, right?" I reassure him.

"Can I? I mean we haven't spoken in months. I didn't know you still cared." he says, passive aggressively.

My heart breaks a little. He thinks because I didn't reach out it means that I hate him. Boy is he wrong.

"Hey look at me." I tell him, my tone sharp. He looks up, but his eyes don't meet mine. 

"No matter where we stand, I will always care. It doesn't matter if you are halfway around the world, or if you're right here in LA. If you need someone to talk to, I'm here. Talking helps. You taught me that one of the first times we met." I tell him, being more honest than I intended to be.

"Jeff wants to release a break up article announcing that we have broken up. He thinks it's the best time now because I have a few weeks off from touring." he blurts out. I can't read the expression on his face.

"Well, what do you think? Is it a good idea?" I ask him, not even knowing my own opinion. "I mean I'm sure you probably want to move on at some point, and I guess I should too." he says, something taking up his mind.

"But you're scared of something. What is it?" I ask, pushing him to open up. "Just because our fake relationship is over, does that mean our real one is? Our friendship, I mean." he says in almost a whisper. He really is nervous about this.

"Of course not. I meant what I said Harry, no matter where you, or I am for that matter," he perks up at that last part. 

He cuts me off. "What do you mean?" Oh no.

I didn't tell Harry about the offers I have gotten for obvious reasons. I've told a few people that I have been getting offers, but I haven't told anyone that I just recently started taking them seriously. They are good pay, and would look really good in my portfolio, but there is one thing stopping me. Harry.

"It's nothing. I just have a few offers from different people wanting me to write songs for them. Unfortunately, none of them are in LA." I tell him, making less of the situation.

"Eve, that's not nothing. That's incredible. Where are these people located?" he asks, showing interest.

"Utah, Vegas, Nashville, and New York. I'm leaning towards-" he cuts me off. "Don't tell me. I don't want how I react to make you change your mind. Go with your gut, Angel." he tells me, calling me my nickname out of habit.

"A part of me doesn't even want to leave, if I'm being honest. I like it here." I say as I turn back to face the view.

"But there is a voice in your head telling you to go, isn't there?" he asks, watching me as I look at the stars.

"It's screaming at me." I say as I turn towards him. "I guess I have to do this." I tell him, finalizing my decision. "Of course you do. But Eve, don't forget about us here in LA." he says, genuinely worried.

"How many times do I have to tell you? I could never, and will never. I will only be a phone call away." I say and he nods in return.

"Does anyone else know?" he asks, motioning to the people inside. "Not everyone, no. Guess I should tell them I'm leaving." I say, dreading it so much.

This whole thing has been scary. I've only seriously started deciding which jobs to take and where to go in the last week or two. Now I have to pack, find an apartment, call to accept the job, and all in a matter of weeks. That right there is scary.

We walk inside and immediately everyone is looking at us. I clear my throat, getting ready to announce everything.

"Hey everyone, um I have an announcement." I start. 

"Oh my gosh, you're pregnant! Congrats, you two are going to make great parents!" Mitch jokes, lightning the mood. Harry and I look at each other and shake our heads at Mitch.

"No, I'm actually leaving LA in a few weeks. I don't know how long I'm going to be gone for, but it's going to be a while." I tell them, conquering the lump in my throat.

"I knew you were going to take the job." Sam says, loving being right. She is the only one who knows where I'm going, she knows me that well.

"We're so happy for you, Eve." Sarah speaks up. "But we're gonna miss the crap out of you." she says looking around the room.

"Immensely." Mitch adds.

This is good, great actually. I need change, I need to move on from my old fantasy life. I need to get back to work, back to reality. I'm ready for it to be just Roman and I again. No pressure, no relationships, just writing.

Change is good.

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I hope you liked this chapter!! Can always count on Mitch to lighten the mood!

How do you think Harry is going to react to Eve leaving? How do you think Eve is going to handle it? 

I love this book, but oh wow I am so excited for you to see what book three has in store. It's my favorite of the three by far!!

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