Chapter Text
Bono's POV
There she is again. With her Doc Martens, her jean jacket and ripped black jeans. Entertaining her friends. With her laughter, so carefree like there's nothing bothering her. Her face, free of made up colours. Like I said, she doesn't care. Nothing's bothering her. How can someone be so confident? How can someone be so... enchanting?
Now, I am not a stalker or anything. But, I am just here to say that I have been noticing her for the past, I don't know... weeks? I have no feckin' idea. Point is, there is something about her that lights up the fire inside me. I just want to know. Who is this girl? What does she do? What makes her so appealing to me?
Every day after school, during recess or whatever chance I have of seeing her. I make sure, I see her. The most usual spot is there, on the grounds in front of the school lobby. She and her girl friends would tell each other stories that amuse one another. They would probably gossip or eat cakes, from what I saw 3 days ago. One time, she brought macaroons. They were so keen on it. I don't know where she got it. But, she looks ecstatic.
My most usual spot is here. Under this big tree with branches spreading widely. Sunlight doesn't exist under this tree. I sit, watch and wonder. I never dared to walk over, I don't know why. I find it enough, just watching. She's lovely to watch. She beams when she smiles and I love seeing her smile. What a beau--
"Don't be a creep, Hewson!" A posh boy practically screamed in my left ear as he took a seat next to me.
"For fuck's sake, Adam." I sighed. "I am not being a creep. Like I said in our previous meeting. I am observing." I tried to justify myself.
He rolled his eyes. "She's below our year. She's 16. Her name's Ella."
"Wha--"
"I got some people. They give me information. You can thank me later." Adam grinned.
"O...kay." I nodded. I looked at Adam with curiosity. "What else?"
"She's in the photography club. She's almost a straight-A student." He continued with his pieces of information which I find to be the most enthralling.
"Almost?" I raised an eyebrow.
"Almost. She's not very good at math, apparently." Adam explained.
"Ah, happens to a lot of us, huh?" I giggled.
I turned my sight to where she previously sat down and shocked to find that the girl, who's supposedly named Ella, has gone. "Shit," I muttered under my breath. "Fuck. She's out, Adam!" I cursed myself as I have missed the opportunity to see more of her.
"Oh, well there's always tomo--"
"Paul Hewson!" A girl ran towards my spot, stopping right in front of me. She stood holding a piece of paper. "Paul Hewson, right?" She asked.
"Yes, that's me. And y---"
"El, she told me to give you this." She handed me the paper and walked away. I looked at Adam, who's giving me a nod.
I sighed and opened the crumpled piece.
You.
I don't know what you're up to.
But, I know and noticed enough that the past creepy week you've been sitting there under that big, shady tree.
Don't do that. Whatever it is you're doing. It's rude.
We're humans. Humans communicate.
Talk, you idiot.
E.G
"Wow." Was all I could manage to say by the end of it. I read it once again just to make sure it's real. Then, I looked at Adam.
"What? What does it say?" He looked at me, full of questions.
"Nothing that will make me back out of this," I said with a smirk. "She'll see."
And so with that, I walk home. She wants me to talk.
Ella, I will.