Disclaimer: I don't own Everwood or any of the characters. Though owning Ephram wouldn't be so bad . and anyways, if I owned any of the Everwood stuff would I really be writing fanfic? Please don't sue. You won't get a lot.

Reviews: Please? Flames are alright. As long as they aren't TOO mean.

A/N: This may just be a one timer. I'm not all that happy with my other work so it may not be posted. Actually not that happy with this either. Oh well. This fic was inspired by the song 'As If We Never Said Goodbye' I was listening to it and this just popped into my head. Weird huh? Yeah, the part that inspired me was 'Whispered conversation, in over crowded hallways' Lol yeah just that part.

Thanks: Ditey couldn't have done this without you! Literally! Lol

Paring: Mentions of Amy/Collin, meant to be a Ephram/Amy Spoliers: None, it's just a thing that can happen . whenever pretty much.

Ok this is the same 1st chapter except I just spaced stuff out more. I WILL eventually be making a second chapter. Hopefully before I leave for New York in 18 days. Can't wait!

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Deep inside the school, early in the morning, stood two young teenagers in a small hardly used hallway.

"Please Amy, just a few more seconds." Ephram silently begged Amy to stay with him as he stood by her. Amy reached up setting her hands on his shoulders lightly.

"I want to Ephram. But I can't. I need to go." She whispered looking into his eyes, something she had promised herself to avoid. Ephram sighed as she looked away.

"Don't Amy. Please don't leave. Stay with me. Be with me." He whispered almost wistfully as he tilted her head up.

"I can't," She whispered back "I couldn't leave Collin. I couldn't. It would kill him. I can't hurt him like that."

The sadness in Ephrams eyes was suddenly replaced with anger and hurt. Amy winced slightly looking away from his eyes.

"It would hurt Collin?! God, is he all you EVER think about? Can't you see how much this is hurting me Amy? Seeing you with him? Him holding you? And wishing it could be me? Knowing it can't?" He said harshly his voice getting louder.

Amy looked into his eyes once more seeing something else besides the hurt and angry and saw the thing she was hoping not to. Love. She stood with staring at him before turning around and dashing down the hallway.

Not looking back.

Not seeing as Ephram leaned against the wall and sliding down looking hurt and defeated. Not seeing as he put his head against the wall trying with all his will not to cry. Not hearing as he whispered the thing she dreaded to hear. The thing she wanted to hear so badly. The thing she wished she could say to him.

"I love you"