Memories
Looking At The Mirror
Evelyn's POV:
A few days later, after I had admitted my feelings to Niall, I was so very confused. Harry had helped me, he had loved me, he had given me everything, and yet I rejected his affection and went for Niall. Why was I so cruel?
I kissed Niall's cheek and he smiled briefly at me before turning back to his video game. I'm not going to pretend I didn't see Harry's arms tense and his eyes glare at the television screen (btw, I'm American, I don't know how British people say stuff).
"I'm going to the grocery store," I announced, just because I wanted to get out of the room with Niall and Harry in it and plus, we were short on ice cream. "Do you guys need anything?"
"Chips!" Niall said, and then dropped the game controller on the ground. "Crap, Harry, why do you have to be so good at this?"
Harry smirked and his dazzling green eyes flashed towards me. "Grab some chips for me too, love?"
"Okay, see you." I waved at them before stomping out the door. I decided to walk because, you know, a girl can't just eat and never exercise!
Everything was in walking distance from the hotel so it was easy to walk to grocery store (after I talked to so many people, asking where it was). Well, everything was fine until I saw a guy holding a One Direction magazine.
First thought: One Direction has guy fans?!
Second thought: Hey, is that me on that magazine cover?
Third thought: Someone might know I'm in America because I'm with One Direction...
Crap! The way he leaned against the building, the way he kept looking up from the magazine, no wonder it all seemed familiar.
Even though his sunglasses covered his eyes, I knew he was looking for someone. And when I felt his gaze land on me, a shiver crawled up my back.
I whirled around, hoping I was just imagining things, and I quickly tripped onto the sidewalk.
And then his warm hand grabbed my shoulder harshly, his fingers roughly digging into my jacket.
Panicking, I tried to jerk my shoulder away, but his grip was too strong. Avoiding his gaze, I angrily shouted at myself (mentally) for not running away when I first saw him.
"Evelyn," he said, his voice throaty and soft, his grip loosening, and I knew that could have just dashed away, but his voice stopped me.
Everything happened at once.
I saw me, from someone else's point of view. My blonde hair was short and glinting in the sunlight, and I was young, like four years old. Niall was with me, crawling ahead of me on the grass.
The other Evelyn (the four years old one) laughed, and it was just like the sound of silver bells. I saw the younger version of my dad, who had disappeared when I was young, arguing with a woman a bit younger than him. Mom.
I wanted to go over to her, hug her or something, because I had found out she had died after Harry left for X Factor. But my body wouldn't respond for some reason.
Dad yelled at her, and he slapped her in his moment of anger. I opened my mouth and shouted at him, and Mom grabbed my arm, yanking me away from him.
The other Evelyn and Niall were both oblivious to the noisy scene happening just before there innocent eyes. Dad screamed at me and pushed away Mom. He snatched my hand and said something to Mom.
I wished he didn't say that.
"Good-bye."
And he walked away, pulling me with him. And Mom just kept staring at his back. And Evelyn and Niall just kept playing on the grass. And she never said good-bye to me.
I guessed I was glad because sometimes, good-bye means good-bye forever. And I didn't want that. But why did I still do what I did?
"Good-bye, Evelyn."
I gasped, and turned to the man. Hesitantly, I pulled off his glasses, and it clattered to the ground when I saw his eyes.
Blue. So blue. It was like looking at a mirror and seeing yourself for the first time. Because I saw his deep blue eyes, and the blond hair under his cap. I touched his rough cheek gently, my fingertips brushing the skin lightly.
I knew him.
"Luke?" I asked.
And then the world spun around, and soon the sky was the ground I was standing on, and the clouds evaporated into nothing. With my head spinning, my knees buckled, and everything went black.
A few days later, after I had admitted my feelings to Niall, I was so very confused. Harry had helped me, he had loved me, he had given me everything, and yet I rejected his affection and went for Niall. Why was I so cruel?
I kissed Niall's cheek and he smiled briefly at me before turning back to his video game. I'm not going to pretend I didn't see Harry's arms tense and his eyes glare at the television screen (btw, I'm American, I don't know how British people say stuff).
"I'm going to the grocery store," I announced, just because I wanted to get out of the room with Niall and Harry in it and plus, we were short on ice cream. "Do you guys need anything?"
"Chips!" Niall said, and then dropped the game controller on the ground. "Crap, Harry, why do you have to be so good at this?"
Harry smirked and his dazzling green eyes flashed towards me. "Grab some chips for me too, love?"
"Okay, see you." I waved at them before stomping out the door. I decided to walk because, you know, a girl can't just eat and never exercise!
Everything was in walking distance from the hotel so it was easy to walk to grocery store (after I talked to so many people, asking where it was). Well, everything was fine until I saw a guy holding a One Direction magazine.
First thought: One Direction has guy fans?!
Second thought: Hey, is that me on that magazine cover?
Third thought: Someone might know I'm in America because I'm with One Direction...
Crap! The way he leaned against the building, the way he kept looking up from the magazine, no wonder it all seemed familiar.
Even though his sunglasses covered his eyes, I knew he was looking for someone. And when I felt his gaze land on me, a shiver crawled up my back.
I whirled around, hoping I was just imagining things, and I quickly tripped onto the sidewalk.
And then his warm hand grabbed my shoulder harshly, his fingers roughly digging into my jacket.
Panicking, I tried to jerk my shoulder away, but his grip was too strong. Avoiding his gaze, I angrily shouted at myself (mentally) for not running away when I first saw him.
"Evelyn," he said, his voice throaty and soft, his grip loosening, and I knew that could have just dashed away, but his voice stopped me.
Everything happened at once.
I saw me, from someone else's point of view. My blonde hair was short and glinting in the sunlight, and I was young, like four years old. Niall was with me, crawling ahead of me on the grass.
The other Evelyn (the four years old one) laughed, and it was just like the sound of silver bells. I saw the younger version of my dad, who had disappeared when I was young, arguing with a woman a bit younger than him. Mom.
I wanted to go over to her, hug her or something, because I had found out she had died after Harry left for X Factor. But my body wouldn't respond for some reason.
Dad yelled at her, and he slapped her in his moment of anger. I opened my mouth and shouted at him, and Mom grabbed my arm, yanking me away from him.
The other Evelyn and Niall were both oblivious to the noisy scene happening just before there innocent eyes. Dad screamed at me and pushed away Mom. He snatched my hand and said something to Mom.
I wished he didn't say that.
"Good-bye."
And he walked away, pulling me with him. And Mom just kept staring at his back. And Evelyn and Niall just kept playing on the grass. And she never said good-bye to me.
I guessed I was glad because sometimes, good-bye means good-bye forever. And I didn't want that. But why did I still do what I did?
"Good-bye, Evelyn."
I gasped, and turned to the man. Hesitantly, I pulled off his glasses, and it clattered to the ground when I saw his eyes.
Blue. So blue. It was like looking at a mirror and seeing yourself for the first time. Because I saw his deep blue eyes, and the blond hair under his cap. I touched his rough cheek gently, my fingertips brushing the skin lightly.
I knew him.
"Luke?" I asked.
And then the world spun around, and soon the sky was the ground I was standing on, and the clouds evaporated into nothing. With my head spinning, my knees buckled, and everything went black.
11/29/13