Scars. / / Evan Peters

s e v e n

SCARS;

SEVEN:

AZALEA;

I sat there, wondering if the man got away or not. What if he didn't? What if he knew where I lived? What if he was going to kill me too..? Am I going crazy? I hear all this voices in my own home but never have I ever seen where they come from. Evan. He's the only one keeping me from screaming and crying my eyes out. I looked up at the boy who was holding me so tight. His eyes were shut, and he had this small smile on his lips. Our legs were tangled together, and his arms were tight around my waist. I ran my fingers through his hair, smiling. He smiled, knowing it was me. I kissed his lips ever so softly.

"Evan. Wake up." I said softly. He moved a bit, closer to me. He opened his eyes, looking at me. He slipped his hand onto my cheek. I could feel the love coming from him with everything he done. He made me so happy, surprising my parents are very bi polar with him. First they get onto me about drawing him then let him stay with me during the night to keep me safe. I didn't understand it at all. All I knew is I liked Evan, and Evan liked me. He made me happy, and hopefully I made him happy. He stared me in the eyes as I continued to think about him and I. He rubbed him thumb against my bottom lip, making me smile. 

I felt his lips press against mine, making butterflies fly into my stomatch. It felt like I was watching a movie about two teenagers falling in love all at once. I didn't know why I felt this way about him, but I knew I loved the feeling. I loved the feeling of his lips pressed against mine. He made me perfect even though I wasn't. He smiled against my lips after the kiss. I looked up in his eyes, bitting my own lip. He was beautiful. God damn he was beautiful. 

"Babe, Lets do something today." His husky voice sent the chills down my back. God, his morning voice was beautiful, I could listen to it all day if I could. I nodded to his comment. He tried to get out of bed but I simply pulled him back down to lay beside me once more. I didn't want to get up, now, of course. He chuckled at my actions. 

"I don't wanna get up, now." I smiled at him, then kissed him once more. I felt something in the kiss, it was like the pain was taken away from me. Like all the memories from that guy was gone, It was just him and me. We were alone in my bedroom, enjoying the simple things. Even though my house was creepy as fuck, and playing with my mind, I knew everything was okay with him around. The voices only came when he leaves. I rather keep him around for them to stay away. It was like Evan had was once apart of this home, and they liked him here. He kept the home at peace. 

I buried my face against his neck, closing my eyes once more. He ran his fingers through my hair, whispering something in my ear I couldn't understand. It was like he was whispering sweet nothings in my ear. 

"Babe, if we don't get up now, we won't get up later." He laughed softly then kissed my forehead. I just nodded. I felt him slip out the bed, leaving me freezing. I groaned, knowing I would have to get up too. I didn't like not being by his side. I know that sounds really cheesy but that was me. Then something hit me, I haven't had a cigarette since I started talking to him. He was keeping me from my other addiction. Smoking gave me something other than pain. Pain from the memories were gone when I smoked. I hid my smokes in my drawer, and to a surprise my parents haven't found them again. It was like they stopped caring once again. Like before, like always. 

I sat up, running my fingers through my hair as my strap from my tank top fell down my shoulder. I watched Evan jump up pulling his black tight jeans on, then pulled a baseball tee shirt over his head. He then ran his fingers through his hair. He looked hot. I bit my lip, blushing at my boyfriend. Boyfriend. It made me happy just saying that.

"Boyfriend.." I mumbled, looking at him. He smiled then crawled onto the bed, pressing his lips against mine.

"Girlfriend.." The way he said girlfriend made me laugh. It was cute, more than cute it was adorable. I liked it, a lot. "Now get up and get dressed, my princess." He leaned down kissing my collar bone, making me get goose bumps. It was a simple action but damn did it make me go crazy inside. I pushed him aside, smiling. 

I got up, finding myself in my panties and just a tank top. I walked over to my dresser, finding my tight black jeans then my Sleeping with Sirens tank top. I threw my hair up into a pony tail not really caring what I look like. He never said where we were going so mind as well, go simple. I looked over at him, he was scrolling on his phone, typing away. I crawled over to him, taking his phone away. I pressed my lips against his. I kissed him hard and long. I didn't wanna admit it but I was falling for the simple things we done together and him. 

A/N I know this is a short and simple chapter and nothing really happened in this chapter but Next chapter there will be MORE drama. I love you guys. Have a nice night or morning at school or work. 

Night/Morning.

~Kurt.