A/N: Guys, thank you so much for your reviews and follows, I am just so happy. I get giddy when I find my email is full of notifications from this fic. Thank you guys, it's very sweet of you.
Since so many of you said they really liked the last chapter, I have been so worried that this next chapter and the coming chapters will not live up to it, and it most likely will not. But I must move on. Now that I'm done with making them actual friends, we can move on to the drama of university. How wonderful.
Disclaimer: Yeah, I still don't own Les Miserables. Sorry.
Eponine was sitting in the café alone, her hands around a warm mug of hot chocolate and her thoughts going everywhere. It had been a while since she had seen Marius, and Cosette for a matter of fact. But she soon realised that it had also been a while since she thought of Marius. Usually he would be on her mind all the time, twenty four-seven, now he was rarely on her mind. She realises that the mere mention of his name no longer made her heart flutter, yet if she saw him or if he touched her arm, she knew she would go back to her old ways. She questioned whether her love for Marius was fading. No, no, she denied it. How could it? She loved Marius with all her heart; she convinced herself that it was just that she hadn't seen him in a while. But is that how lovers feel when they are separated for a period of time? She pushed the thought out of her mind. There was no way she no longer felt love for Marius. But she was starting to believe that the feelings were slowly fading away.
The café door opened and Enjolras entered, his blonde hair a little damp from sweat. Eponine presumed that he must've ran, which made little sense to her, she wondered why he would run, it wasn't raining or anything. A lot of girls in the café turned their head to see him. Eponine thought that they must've found out he goes here a lot because she hadn't seen those girls before. Eponine knew of Enjolras's status on campus. He was popular, played sports, was incredibly smart. She knew that girls fawned over him and would laugh no matter what he said. She wondered why he didn't just go out with one of those girls, he practically had the entire single female student body at his feet. But instead he wastes his time in this café with his books. His books, and now her.
"I'm sorry I'm late." He says as he walks up to her and puts his bag down. Other girls glared at her, she brushed them off.
"You're not late, didn't your classes just finish?"
"Yes." He took out some money, "Nevermind. You want anything."
She raises her still full mug, "I'm good, thanks." He nods and buys a drink.
Eponine wondered if Enjolras would be the right person to talk to about the thoughts currently invading her mind. Enjolras was the only person she really trusted with these things at the moment, but she didn't want to burden him with such pathetic thoughts.
He comes back with a drink and something else. A cookie. Her eyes widened, he was aware how much she looked cookies, they were her most favourite things. If she could, she would eat them all the time, for breakfast, lunch and dinner. However, she knew that that was unhealthy and unethical. He laughed when he saw her face and gave it to her.
"Oh, no, no. It's yours" she pushed it back to him, not wanting it close to her or she'd be tempted to take it.
"I got it for you," he pushes it back to her, "and I am aware of your love for these."
"But-"
"Hey, I couldn't buy you drink today, so I got something else." She then realises how it was now him that bought her the drinks, not Marius.
"Thank you," she smiles, "but we're splitting it."
"Now tell me what's on your mind. You seem a bit off today." She wondered how he could do that. Know exactly what was up with her without her saying anything. Maybe it was her body language, or her face expressions. But now there was no spotting her from telling Enjolras everything that was on her mind. He had asked, it was his fault.
"I haven't see Marius in a while." She waits for him to respond, but he doesn't, "And I'm not sure how I feel about him any more."
"Then let go of Marius, find someone new. He isn't worth your time anyway." He says so easily, as if letting go was the simplest thing and could be done in seconds. It offended her how he could suggest such a thing to her. He knew how much she loves Marius, how could she just give up on him like that?
"I don't give up on love, Enjolras. No one lets go of love that easily."
"Well then why did you like him in the first place? Why are you questioning your feelings for him now?" She hadn't thought of doing that. Going back and thinking to the first reason as to why she was so head over heals for the boy.
She thought of it for a moment, trying to find the perfect answer. "Marius was the first person to ever notice me, he is the first to respect me as his equal. Rather then scum I'm usually treated as." Before Enjolras could ask her why anyone would treat her that way, she explained to him, knowing that she could trust him and hoping that he wouldn't judge her, "My family's poor and my parents and criminals, I wasn't exactly liked in high school." He's about to say something but she continues, "So when I came here and this gorgeous guy comes up to me and actually starts a conversation with me, I was taken aback. Did this person seriously want to talk to me? And when he found out about my financial status, he didn't back away or laugh in my face. He didn't spit on the ground I walk on; instead he ignored it and stayed my friend. That's why I fell in love with him, because he saw pass all the flaws and fact that I'm not rich like a lot of people here. He's a nice person, and he's not ashamed to call me his friend."
Eponine thought that maybe she was in fact still in love with Marius; she just had to remind herself. She knew that wasn't entirely the natural way to love someone, but it was better than not loving. She knew that tears were gather in her eyes, but she didn't mind, Enjolras had seen her cry before, she wasn't going to hide it.
Then she felt a hand on her arm. "Hey, Eponine." She was looking down. She was thinking that maybe he was going to end their newly found friendship right there, he didn't want to be friends with a poor little girl, he didn't want to be associated with her, she braced herself. She was just starting to really enjoy their friendship. "Eponine look at me." She opens her eyes and gets herself ready to face the truth, she looked at him. She looked into his eyes. They were so blue. She would miss them so much. "Eponine, I would never be ashamed to call you my friend. And the other boys will agree with me. I don't care if your parents are criminals or that you might not be rich, I don't care."
"Eponine, do you know why I like your company so much? Because you stand up for yourself and you're not scared of what people think. You're strong and full of so much joy that it rubs off on everyone. You've got this spark that everyone loves. We might argue on a daily basis, but that's what makes my day. Don't ever, ever think that I'd be ashamed of you. Never."
She definitely felt like crying now. Was Enjolras really saying nice things about her? She couldn't believe it. She thought she must have been dreaming.
She shakes her head, "Thank you. For saying those things. I don't care if you mean it or not-"
"I do."
"But thank you." She smiles at him, he smiles back. He took his hand away from her arm, and for some reason she didn't want his hand to leave that spot. "Maybe that's why I'm confused about my feelings about towards Marius. Because you and the boys, you're such nice people. And I think, I hope you think too, that we've become great friends, all of us."
"Whatever you feel, just don't forget that we're here, all of us, we'll always be here for you." He takes a bite of the cookie, "And that Marius is an idiot and not worth your time."
That makes her laugh.
She begins to think that maybe, possibly, blue was now her new favourite colour.
A/N: Hopefully that was at least okay. It was, filler-ish and kinda short, but yeah. Thank you for reading, and as always, I hope you come back to read more. :D
