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Chapter 11- Hangover(slightly edited version)

A/N: Okay so I realized I never really established who Ethan should be and I didn't put him in the cast list. He was sort of an afterthought tbh lol. Anyway, I sort of imagine Louis Partridge while writing (don't make fun of me), but you can imagine whoever you want. Ok bye.

Chapter 11- Hangover(slightly edited version)

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It was a little past 12 when we decided to leave. I thought Nick would want to stay, but he was the first one out the door. I assumed he and Carrie got into a fight.

After dropping off Kayla and Nick, it was just me and Ethan alone in the car. To say I was nervous was an understatement. We sat in silence as he drove me home. When we reached my house, he finally spoke.

"Hey, uh. Thanks for not puking in my car."

"Haha", I giggled. "No problem." I stared at him for a few seconds. "Ethan?", I asked.

"Yeah?"

"Did you really mean what you said earlier? About how you should've kissed me sooner?"

"Yeah. Yeah, I did.", he replied. He glanced down at my lips for a second before looking back up.

I knew what he was trying to do. He leaned in, placed a gentle kiss on my lips, and then pulled away slowly. I smiled and looked down. "I, uh, should probably get inside.", I said.

He nodded. "I'll see you tomorrow, yeah?"

"Yeah.", I replied as I opened the door. "Bye Ethan."

"Bye Dahlia."

I got out of the car and shut the door. I stumbled to the studio and looked back for a second. Ethan was waiting for me to get in safely. I pulled the double doors open and went inside.

Luke was waiting on the couch. "Why are you back so late?", He asked furrowing his brows.

"Relax I already texted my Tia and Tio saying I would be home late.", I said. I laughed a little. "And what are you, my dad?" I sat on the couch next to him.

"No, I'm just worried about you.", Luke said. "Wait, are you drunk?"

"Hey, I'm tired. I'm gonna use your legs as a pillow.", I said, laying down on my back, not noticing my head going through Luke.

"Okay, yeah. You're definitely drunk.", he said.

"Hey, where did the rainbow unicorn and the golden retriever go?", I said, looking up at Luke.

"What?", he replied. "Oh...Reggie dragged Alex to the cafe to mess with people. But I wanted to wait for you."

"Oh, that's really sweet Luke.", I said. "Some ghost girl is gonna be really lucky to have you."

"Thanks. That guy in the car is really lucky to have you."

"Ethan?", I laughed. "We're just friends."

"I don't think 'just friends' kiss like that."

"Well, you kissed me and we're just friends."

"That's, that's different.", he said, getting a little flustered.

"Sounds to me like Lukey Pookey is jealous", I laughed.

"I-I'm not.", he stuttered. "But anyway, you're drunk and you can't let your aunt and uncle know. Here, give me your phone.", he said, holding out his hand. I took it out of my pocket and placed it in his hand. "What are you doing?"

"Texting your aunt.", he said while typing. "I'm just saying that you're really tired and you're going to sleep in the studio."

I don't know how he figured out how to text or work my phone for that matter, but my tia and tio never found out.