Maybe

Chapter 5 Text me

__Nina__

I waited in anticipation for his response, but the silence stretched on. Frowning, I cautiously opened the door and peered into the empty hallway. He had vanished without a trace.

"Well, that might work in my favor," I thought to myself, closing the door securely behind me. I proceeded to the bathroom and completed my nightly routine before finally retiring to bed.

The next morning, as I groggily checked my phone upon waking up, I was surprised to see a message waiting for me. It was unusual to receive texts this early in the day.

Curious, I read Ethan's message: "Good morning, Sweetheart."

"Good morning, you nut-head," I greeted him casually.

"Watcha doing?" he asked, curious.

"He responded so quickly," I thought to myself.

"Nothing," I replied curtly.

"Wanna hang out?" he proposed.

"With you, obviously no," I retorted.

"Why?" he inquired further.

"Cause you are annoying, and I don't want to get out now," I explained.

"Want me to come over?" he pressed.

"Nooo, no, never. Do not even think about it," I insisted firmly.

"Calm down, man. I know you want it," he teased playfully.

"No you don't," I denied quickly.

"I know, dear. You don't have to hide your desire to hear my voice," he teased again.

"What?" I responded, clearly confused.

"I'm guessing you were expecting me to yell last night," he guessed.

"Nope, I didn't," I clearly denied.

"Yeah yeah, I had to go teach them some lesson," he explained.

"Elders are not someone you should mess with," I lectured.

"Why are you, then?" he challenged.

"What did I do?" I defended himself.

"You are messing with me," he accused.

"Excuse me? When did I? And you're not even older than me," I pointed out.

"I am literally one year older than you," he clarified.

"Fuck you, Ethan," I cursed in frustration.

"So, is this your desire?" he teased again.

"Are you fucking drunk?" I exclaimed.

"I am drunk in you," he flirted back.

I paused my texting session because I felt my cheeks warming up. After a refreshing shower, I settled down for breakfast. Trying to brush off his texts, I immersed myself in TV for a while. Hours passed, and my curiosity finally got the better of me, prompting me to check my phone again. There it was—a new message from him.

"I can see you blushing, aww." he said.

"Ely"

"Ely?"

"Tryna ignore me huh?"

I couldn't help but wonder, "How does he know everything?" Initially, I stare at not replying to his messages. However, unable to resist any longer, I finally texted back.