𝐋𝐨𝐧𝐠 𝐬𝐭𝐨𝐫𝐲 𝐬𝐡𝐨𝐫𝐭 |𝟏𝟖+|

20.

Miguel Raffetò POV

Etta feels safe with me.

Etta feels fucking safe with me.

Hell yeah, she does.

After I dropped her off home last night, I'd received two more sweet, sweet hugs off of the beauty and it's safe to say I was having withdrawals.

Something was definitely up with her yesterday, and whilst I didn't know what, I couldn't deny that something seemed to have shifted in our friendships dynamic.

Nothing drastic, just different. Good different.

Today was Tuesday, and Etts must still be sleeping because she hasn't texted me yet.

Now that might sound obsessive and creepy, but I've got an innocent reasoning behind it.

When I said goodnight to Miss Valentine, I told her to shoot me a message so I knew that she was awake because I had a surprise for her.

Of course she was suspicious and demanded answers but I shushed that cute little mouth of hers by kissing her forehead.

The way she stuttered over her words and the way her eyes widened to that of a cartoon characters, I think it's safe to say I had her lost for words.

I loved making her blush. I genuinely think it was my favourite thing to do.

But no, back to my surprise. I had a guy on standby, ready to deliver Etta breakfast. But not just any breakfast, the exact same breakfast that she arranged for me that day in the cafe.

I just hope it's not too forward? I don't know, but all that I do know is that I wanna spoil this girl. I wanna give her the world because she makes mine seem like I'm living again.

She makes me feel-

"Guel, are you even fucking listening?" I rubbed my face from where Romeo had just thrown a pen at me.

"Oww dumbass, what you do that for?!"

Rome rolled his eyes. "Oh please. As if that hurt." I went to say something stupid but he literally held up his hand and threatened to throw another. Dick. "Now that I've got your attention, can you please listen? This is important guys, I really don't wanna fuck it up."

Me and Zero looked at each other, sitting straight in our chairs as our buddy leaned against the front of his desk looking hella stressed.

"You okay man?" Z asked carefully, both of us sensing the tension emanating off our virtual brothers shoulders.

Rome nodded. "Yeah. Well no. But yes. Fuck, I don't know. I just wanna get this right. It has to be perfect. She deserves perfect."

Once again, me and Zero looked to each other. Only this time, smirks aligned on our faces as realisation dawned upon us.

"You're finally gonna propose? Fuck buddy, about time." I launched up from my chair, pulling my brother from another mother into my arms as Z piled atop us.

Romeo laughed, hugging us back with an air of nervous excitement.

"You think she'll say yes?" He asked almost insecurely as we settled down moments later.