Everyone had a early four week fall break. Security upgraded, and there was lots of news reporters trying to get an interview. That day I went home with Ethen to watch a movie. He set up the TV and table, while I made dinner, and popcorn. We watched some episodes of The Office while eating dinner. After dinner we sat on the couch and picked out a movie.
Ethen looked at me and asked, "Do you think I can break the wish?"
"I mean, maybe? I have no idea how you would do it without killing me. You aren't going to kill me, are you?" I had slight panic. But I knew he wouldn't do it. Maybe. "No, of course not. But if I did have a way, would you want to try?" Ethen played with his shirt. "Sure." I opened a can of Pepsi. "You trust me, right?" Ethen asked. "Of course. You're my bestfriend." I answered. Ethen looked worried, like if he was betraying me of some sort. "Okay close your eyes." Ethen told. I closed my eyes. I didn't hear of feel anything for the next half a minute. I was about to ask what Ethen was doing before I felt soft lips against mine. I widened my eyes. I saw Ethen, kissing mine. I felt my skin turn soft and my shoulders rest. My eyes turned normal, then I closed them again. I held Ethen's back of neck. We broke kiss. Woah. That felt, amazing. "Well?" Ethen's face was red. "You didn't hear me?" I asked. "No." Ethen said. We widened our eyes to realize that the wish was broken. We jumped on the couch. "How did you come up with that?" I asked. "Charlie said she made you to only love her right? So maybe that kiss would make you not love her anymore." Ethen sat. "How did you know it would work?" I sat. "I didn't. I hoped. I hoped it work...I hoped it would make you want me, instead of her." Ethen stared at the floor. "I think I've always liked you. Every time Charlie didn't want me, I wanted you." I smiled. Ethen looked at me. I looked at him. His eyes were a perfect shade of grey.
"Now that I'm here, I see how much I want you."
The End
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