wednesday x enid yum

WEDNESDAY POV:

I was writing my novel—per usual—while Enid was laying on her bed staring at the ceiling. I continued to type away until my writing time was over. I proceeded to put my stuff away then approach Enid on her side of the room."Enid." "hm?" "why are you freakishly staring at the ceiling, its been 15 minutes." "i'm thinking." "about?" "can't tell you." "and you're reason is?" Enid just stared at me. I could stare at her forever. Enid stood up and we were now facing each other. "Enid why won't you tell me you're reasoning?" Enid hesitated. "because I was thinking about you." My mouth opened slightly in shock. I couldn't believe it. Why was Enid Sinclair thinking of me? Did she want to kill me? Or kiss me? Enid looked into my eyes. I wanted to kiss her. She leaned in slowly while her eyes shifted from my eyes to my lips and my lips to my eyes. I want her lips on mine so badly. I can't take it no longer. Enid smirked and placed her hands on my waist. Oh her touch was so gentle yet so affirming. She took her hands off my waist. Huh? I wanted to feel her touch once more. She entirely backed away and lay on her bed then went on her phone!? This made me infuriated. How can she just do all that then proceed to completely ignore me. "Enid, what the hell?" I said while I grabbed her phone and put it on the desk beside us. "What?" she said with a slight smirk on her face. she giggled softly. "Enid you can't just do that." "Oh but I can." I looked at her and wondered why I was so mad. I hate physical touch. But hers felt different, there was something about her. I blushed at the thought of if she didn't back away. "You're such a tease Sinclair."
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