Forbidden Love
Fragile. (50th Chapter)
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Evelyn's POV:
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Its like nothing has changed, everyone has actually showed up to see me; but there is a missing soul to make the image complete. Each one of my friends, begin to take their turn in hugging me and showering me with kisses over my cheeks; making me blush at the friendly affection. “You’re still yourself, you’re just sitting down that’s all.” I giggle at the light joke that Louis mentioned, while bobbing my head in approval.
“(She speaks in complete sincerity) We didn’t believe when Niall told us that he saw you. (She frowns a little) But you are more than fine, and your still pretty as you always are.” I wait no longer to reply to Lilly: “I just needed all of you, to make me feel like nothing has changed. I’m so pleased that you all came, really thank you so much.”
“(He smiles at me) Don’t mention it at all, Evelyn. If we’d have known earlier, you’d see us here at all times.” I mouth my ‘thank you’ to Zayn, appreciating his words to the highest extreme. “(He jokes) Are you going to serve us anything, or shall we go have a drink somewhere, and come back?” I swat Liam’s shoulder in a playful matter, since he is seated beside where my chair is placed. I glance at something that I haven’t noticed before, huge and wrapped like it is fragile.
Its in a shape of a square, a large one to be precise, placed directly beside Niall. Any person with even a vague sight ability would notice it, but I guess I was just busy with greeting each one of them. “(She smirks) What? To eager to know what this is?” I nod while I laugh at Summer’s comment, feeling anxiousness build bigger blocks in me.
“(He stands up, carrying the large-wrapped object) I’m going to place it in your room. (He rolls his eyes) We all were warned not to allow you to open it, until we leave.” I was estimating that this was a shared gift from all of them, but now I am sure that none of them got it in the first place. Who would take this so serious, and send it with my friends?
As I know from my etiquette background, a person gifting you something should personally come over and hand it to you. Niall walks away, while Annette guides him to the direction of my room. “Enough about that thing, now tell me. (I turn my face to look at him) How have you been?” I sigh, accepting the handhold given from Liam, as I nod slowly. I guess I need to telltale everything, but I also need to discard the fact that made me and Harry split.
… Meanwhile (At the Style’s Mansion)…
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Harry's POV:
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“Please, you don’t need to burry yourself in you room, Sir. It’s almost supper, and you haven’t had a single bite in your system.” I exhale my breathe, agreeing to Mrs. Higgins’s words. My body does not want food, water, nor oxygen. All I need is to rest the questioning devils in my mind, about how Evelyn ended up on a wheelchair. The sight of her yesterday, was enough for me to escape the party and lock myself in the bedroom.
I walk slowly behind Mrs. Higgins, as she escorts me to the dining table. Once I sit on one of the endless chairs, Mrs. Higgins’s voice reappears: “Sir, do you mind if I asked you something out of my own curiosity? (I bob my head, staring at her) Is it true that Miss Evelyn was here, last night? I really wanted to see her; it has been a long while since I got the chance to do so. How is she doing? Is she still that vibrant, beautiful, el-…” Mrs. Higgins stops herself from talking, when she notices my tears dropping; while I squeak out the internal pain.
Evelyn's POV:
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Its like nothing has changed, everyone has actually showed up to see me; but there is a missing soul to make the image complete. Each one of my friends, begin to take their turn in hugging me and showering me with kisses over my cheeks; making me blush at the friendly affection. “You’re still yourself, you’re just sitting down that’s all.” I giggle at the light joke that Louis mentioned, while bobbing my head in approval.
“(She speaks in complete sincerity) We didn’t believe when Niall told us that he saw you. (She frowns a little) But you are more than fine, and your still pretty as you always are.” I wait no longer to reply to Lilly: “I just needed all of you, to make me feel like nothing has changed. I’m so pleased that you all came, really thank you so much.”
“(He smiles at me) Don’t mention it at all, Evelyn. If we’d have known earlier, you’d see us here at all times.” I mouth my ‘thank you’ to Zayn, appreciating his words to the highest extreme. “(He jokes) Are you going to serve us anything, or shall we go have a drink somewhere, and come back?” I swat Liam’s shoulder in a playful matter, since he is seated beside where my chair is placed. I glance at something that I haven’t noticed before, huge and wrapped like it is fragile.
Its in a shape of a square, a large one to be precise, placed directly beside Niall. Any person with even a vague sight ability would notice it, but I guess I was just busy with greeting each one of them. “(She smirks) What? To eager to know what this is?” I nod while I laugh at Summer’s comment, feeling anxiousness build bigger blocks in me.
“(He stands up, carrying the large-wrapped object) I’m going to place it in your room. (He rolls his eyes) We all were warned not to allow you to open it, until we leave.” I was estimating that this was a shared gift from all of them, but now I am sure that none of them got it in the first place. Who would take this so serious, and send it with my friends?
As I know from my etiquette background, a person gifting you something should personally come over and hand it to you. Niall walks away, while Annette guides him to the direction of my room. “Enough about that thing, now tell me. (I turn my face to look at him) How have you been?” I sigh, accepting the handhold given from Liam, as I nod slowly. I guess I need to telltale everything, but I also need to discard the fact that made me and Harry split.
… Meanwhile (At the Style’s Mansion)…
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Harry's POV:
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“Please, you don’t need to burry yourself in you room, Sir. It’s almost supper, and you haven’t had a single bite in your system.” I exhale my breathe, agreeing to Mrs. Higgins’s words. My body does not want food, water, nor oxygen. All I need is to rest the questioning devils in my mind, about how Evelyn ended up on a wheelchair. The sight of her yesterday, was enough for me to escape the party and lock myself in the bedroom.
I walk slowly behind Mrs. Higgins, as she escorts me to the dining table. Once I sit on one of the endless chairs, Mrs. Higgins’s voice reappears: “Sir, do you mind if I asked you something out of my own curiosity? (I bob my head, staring at her) Is it true that Miss Evelyn was here, last night? I really wanted to see her; it has been a long while since I got the chance to do so. How is she doing? Is she still that vibrant, beautiful, el-…” Mrs. Higgins stops herself from talking, when she notices my tears dropping; while I squeak out the internal pain.
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3/29/15