The Missing Texts

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My alarm clock goes off at six thirty in the morning. I press the snooze and snuggle into Ethan, who wraps his arms around my waist.

My snooze goes off and I struggle to get out of Ethan's hold. I eventually pry his arms from my waist, getting out of the bed.

I throw on a pair of jeans and one of Ethan's sweatshirts. I look down at him, all snuggled deep in my bed, before leaving my room.

I walk down to the kitchen and make myself some breakfast.

Just as I am about to leave, Ethan comes barreling at me, struggling to get his shirt on. I hold the door open and he pecks my lips.

"If I didn't know any better, I would say that you were running from an angry father." I laugh, as I get into my car.

"That's why I love you." Ethan smiles, resting his left hand on my thigh.

"You coming to school with me?" I giggle.

"I wish." He rubs his thumb in circular patterns.

"It's senior year. Can't you just skip?" He asks.

"I get out at eleven-thirty. Can you handle three hours with your family?"

"I guess." He groans.

I pull into his driveway and he pecks my lips before getting out of my car.

"Bye princess." He waves.

I shake my head, smiling at his goofiness.

The 11:26 bell rings and I leave, making my way to the office to sign out for the day.

ethan: my house?

me: of course :)))))))

ethan: see ya in a few :)

I pull into the driveway. As I am getting out my car Ethan comes running at me with Grayson running after him. Ethan hides behind me, crouching. I turn to look at him and he lets out a cheeky grin.

"What are you two doing?" I question.

"Ethan don't be a puss!" Grayson stands in front me with his arms crossed.

I move an inch and Ethan grabs onto me. I look down at him and roll my eyes. He pouts a little. I try moving again. He grabs my waist and I remove his hands.

"Ethan Grant!" I shout, and Grayson goes back inside.

He stands up and wraps his hands around my waist one more time. He lifts me up and I look down at him. I try not to smile, but he cracks me.

"I love you." He says.

I squeeze my eyes shut and Ethan fake drops me. I latch onto him, making him laugh. I playfully hit his shoulder.

"Can we go inside?" I ask.

He sets me on the cement and I make a dash to the front door. I run through the door, earning a glare from Grayson, and head straight for Ethan's room. I hear faint footsteps behind me as I close the door. I couldn't get the door closed in time. I shove it against Ethan's strong arms, but fail, as Ethan shoves the door making me slide along the wood floor. He runs in and grabs me, kissing me. I fail at being angry at him and melt into his lips.

"Want to help us film?" He practically begs.

"I guess." I answer.

He grabs my hand, dragging me downstairs.

I watch as the boys set up everything for the video. Finally, they get everything ready and begin recording.

"Today we are filming the not my arms challenge with mouse traps." Grayson cheered.

They explained the rules and set up the mouse traps.

About five minutes into recording Ethan was paying no attention and staring at me.

"Bup! Chill!" Grayson yelled.

Ethan jumped, hitting a few traps and let out an ear piercing screetch. He quickly got up, running into my arms. I head was nuzzled into my neck and he was letting out little sniffles. I pulled away to look at his bright red finger.

"C'mon Ethan! Stop being a baby!" Gray complained.

Ethan looked up at me, raising his eyebrows, as if asking "Am I okay to go back?" I smiled and nodded my head. He walked back and they finished recording.

They cleaned their mess and Ethan pulled the memory card from the camera. He grabbed my hand, taking me back to his room to edit.

He hopped onto his bed, grabbing his computer from his beside table. I joined him, laying by his side.

Before putting he put his headphones on I said "see you in a few hours."

He let out a laugh "just take a nap." He patted his pillow.

I was woken up to Grayson and Ethan talking. I opened my eyes to look up to Ethan. He smiled down at me and continued talking to Grayson, as I wrapped my arms around his torso. Grayson finally left, taking the computer with him to do his share of editing. Just as Ethan and I got comfortable my phone started buzzing.

mother dearest😊: come home!

mother dearest😊: Samuel is home

mother dearest😊: no Ethan. sorry

me: :))))

"Bup, I have to go. Sammy is home." I can't help, but smile.

"Go have fun." Ethan smiles, shoving me out of his bed.

"I am really sorry." I frown, knowing that his mad.

"It's fine." he stays in his bed -he normally takes me home.

I crawl back into his bed and give him a passionate kiss before leaving.