One Shots-Måneskin

Ethan's ex

TW: someone shaming y/n. ED
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I was nervous as I got ready for my date with Ethan. It was our fourth date, and things had been going well so far. But I still felt like I had to make a good impression. I put on my favorite dress and did my hair and makeup carefully. I was determined to look my best.

When I arrived at the restaurant, Ethan was already there, waiting for me. He looked up and smiled as I approached the table, and my heart fluttered. We hugged briefly, and then sat down to order our food. Everything was going smoothly until I saw her.

His ex-girlfriend, Emily, walked into the restaurant with her new boyfriend. She and Ethan had dated for three years before he broke up with her, and I knew she still had feelings for him. But I never expected her to show up on our date.

My heart sank as I watched her walk towards our table. She was tall and thin, with long blonde hair and perfect features. I couldn't help but compare myself to her and feel inadequate. I was shorter and curvier, with frizzy brown hair and a few extra pounds.

"Hey Ethan," she said, smiling sweetly at him. "I didn't expect to see you here."

"Hey Emily," he replied, trying to keep his tone casual. "What are you doing here?"

"Oh, just grabbing dinner with my boyfriend," she said, gesturing to the man beside her. "But I had to come say hi to you."

I tried to smile and be polite, but I could feel Emily's eyes scanning my body, taking in every flaw. She was always so judgmental, and I knew she didn't approve of me.

"So this is the new girl, huh?" she said, smirking at me. "Ethan, I thought you had better taste."

My face turned red as Ethan glared at her. "That's enough, Emily. We're on a date, can you please leave us alone?"

She rolled her eyes and turned to leave, but not before giving me a once-over and whispering, "You might want to hit the gym, sweetie."

I was mortified as she walked away, and tears threatened to spill from my eyes. Ethan reached over and took my hand, trying to comfort me.

"Don't listen to her," he said. "You're beautiful just the way you are. She's just jealous."

But his words didn't make me feel any better. I couldn't help but think that Emily was right, that I wasn't good enough for Ethan. I tried to enjoy the rest of the date, but I couldn't shake off the feeling of insecurity.

When we got back to his car, Ethan hugged me tightly and kissed me on the forehead. "I had a great time tonight," he said. "Can't wait to see you again soon."

But I knew things weren't the same. Emily's words had stuck with me, and I felt like I had to work twice as hard to prove myself to Ethan. I went to the gym more often, i barely at1e, and spent hours on my appearance before our dates.

But despite my efforts, the damage had already been done. The incident with Emily had left a deep scar on my self-esteem, and I couldn't shake off the feeling of inadequacy. Every time Ethan complimented me, I wondered if he really meant it, or if he was just saying it to be polite. I became hyper-aware of my body and appearance, constantly criticizing myself and comparing myself to others.

It wasn't until a few weeks later that I realized how much the incident had affected me. Ethan and I were out on another date, walking through a crowded street, when we ran into Emily again. She was alone this time, and I could see the same sneer on her face as before.

"Well, well, well," she said, looking me up and down. "If it isn't the little chubby girl. Still trying to keep up with Ethan, huh?"

I felt my cheeks turn red with embarrassment and anger. I wanted to shout at her, to tell her to leave us alone, but I was frozen in place.

Ethan, however, was not. He stepped forward, his face a mask of fury. "That's enough, Emily," he said, his voice cold. "You have no right to talk to her like that."

Emily smirked, but I could see the flicker of fear in her eyes. "Oh, what are you going to do? Beat me up?"

"I don't need to," Ethan said. "I just need you to leave us alone. Now."

With that, Emily turned and walked away, her head held high. I watched her go, feeling a mix of relief and sadness. Relief that she was gone, but sadness that I had let her affect me so much.

Ethan turned to me, his eyes softening. "Are you okay?" he asked, taking my hand.

I nodded, feeling a lump in my throat. "I'm sorry," I said. "I don't know why she gets to me so much."

Ethan smiled, squeezing my hand. "It's okay," he said. "We all have our demons. But you don't have to face them alone. I'm here for you."

His words warmed my heart, and I knew that he meant them. For the first time in a long time, I felt safe and loved. And I knew that no matter what happened, I would always have him by my side.

We continued our walk, with Ethan gently teasing me about my choice of ice cream flavor, trying to lighten the mood. I couldn't help but smile at his antics, feeling grateful for his presence. As we talked and laughed, I realized that Emily's words no longer had the power to hurt me. I was stronger than I had thought.

When we reached a small park, Ethan suggested we sit on a bench and enjoy the sunset. I agreed, and we sat down, still holding hands. As we watched the orange and pink hues of the sky, Ethan turned to me.

"You know, I meant what I said earlier," he said. "You don't have to face your demons alone. I'm here for you, always."

I felt a lump in my throat at his words, feeling the weight of his sincerity. "Thank you," I said softly. "I don't know what I'd do without you."

Ethan leaned in and kissed me gently, his touch sending shivers down my spine. "You'll never have to find out," he whispered, his voice low and reassuring.

In that moment, I felt a sense of peace and contentment wash over me. With Ethan by my side, I knew I could face anything, even my own insecurities. As we continued to watch the sunset, I felt a sense of gratitude for his presence in my life, and knew that I would do anything to keep him by my side.

The memory of Emily's cruel words still stung, but I knew that they no longer defined me. I was more than my appearance, more than the sum of my parts. And with Ethan's love and support, I could conquer any obstacle that came my way.