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(Enids POV)

I'm going to talk about what happened with Wednesday in the closet.
I have thought a whole 3 days about it.
Mostly about her.
I can't think about anything else right now.
She's just such a sweetheart and we've been pretty close lately. I really want to believe that she likes me back but the chances of that are so low that I don't even want to think about them.
But I want to talk about the kiss.
And see where it goes.
So I enter the dorm.

(Wednesdays POV)

I have thought about what happened.
If I'm honest it is the only thing I've thought about.
I haven't written a single page in my novel.
I've also thought about what Charlotte said.
And I really don't know what is happening to me.
I can't explain my feelings towards Enid.
They don't feel like with Eugene.
They feel bigger.
But even if I would have a... crush on her, she deserves better, and I would probably break her heart so...
Stop stuttering in your thought Wednesday Addams.
This girl is not yours.

Enid opens the door and steps inside.
"Hi wens!"
"Hello Enid. Are your headaches gone? Do you need something?"
"No I'm totally awesome wens! I actually did. want something though... can I talk to you for a sec?"
"What is it. Make it quick it's my writing time soon."
"Well Wens... I really think we should talk about our kiss. In the closet."
I can feel her get nervous.
Shit.
I didn't want to talk about this.
Not now.
"It was a stupid thing to do." I say.
"Then why did you do it?"
Enid asks.
"I don't know."
"Be honest with me wens."
"God. Fine. Sinclair. I... you looked... not bad that night and I just wanted... or... I don't know I just... felt like I wanted to."
Why the fuck am I stuttering.
"And when I kissed Ajax. Why did you leave?"
Enid asks.
"Because I was mad."
"At what."
"That you kissed your ex obvious."
"Does that make you jealous?"
"Stop sounding like my Therapist."
"Wens please..."
"Fine maybe a tiny little bit. Happy?"
"Does that mean you like me?"
I turn around.
Enid has moved and is very close to me now.
I didn't hear her so I am startled.
"Wens... I think I... really like you. And I'm fully aware that you probably don't because you don't love anyone but I just had to say it. Sorry."
I Look at her.
"Enid do you really think... no... look Enid I wouldn't be a good girlfriend in any way you want me to be. Even if I would... like you I can't be together with you. I might hurt you."
"So what?! Every relationship has its ups and downs. If you really do then just please try at least. Please Wednesday."
God how I hate that name coming from her.
"Sinclair. Do you really want this."
"Yes wens. Please just try."
Then I look up at her and I kiss her.
I really really kiss her.
I'm so fucking stupid around this girl but I can't do anything else.
Around her I just can't think straight.

(Enids POV)

Omg. I am Kissing the girl I like and it is super hot. We don't stop After 1 min either. We are like full on making out.
I feel myself get red.
I put my hands around her face to pull her in and she puts hers around my neck.
"Sinclair..."
She mumbles.
I love it when she calls me that.
I can feel her pull away, but I am not done with this kiss so I push her against the table behind us.
This way she can't pull away.
I hover over her on the table and her arms are still rapped around my neck.
"Sinclair..."
She mumbles again.
This is a dream I swear.
It's to good to be true.
After 15 min I finally let wens pull away.

(Wednesdays POV)

I am trying really hard to 1. Stop panting and 2. Stop blushing.
It takes me a whole 2 min to gather myself.
Enid just stares at me surprised.
I just haven't ever kissed someone like that.
And even though I hate to admit it...
I kind of liked it.
"Wens are you ok?"
She giggles a bit.
"Sinclair... I am going to kill you one day."
She giggles more.
Then she gets kind of serious.
"Does this mean we're together now?"
"... Would you like to be Sinclair?"
"Yes. Wens will you be my girlfriend?"
"Cara mia... yes."
I'm being weird but I can't stop saying these things.
And they are all true, I must admit.

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