dear ethan | ✓

the seventh letter

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dear ethan,

okay, so seeing as you might not remember everything, i thought i'd write some things for you, to try and jog your memory in case you've forgotten all the good stuff, aka me. ;)

our moms were best friends when they were in college, and we moved here - to minnesota - when i was about 2 years old. and as luck would have it we moved just down the road from you and your family.

our moms reconnected & we practically grew up together. from diapers to juice boxes to the big scary world of high school.

you basically connected with everyone in freshman year, you joined the lacrosse team, got every girl to somehow like you, and became the school's 'it' boy. (and resident fuckboy until you settled down with satan. you might know her as melissa.)

i thought you would leave me, but you - being the amazing weirdo you are - for some reason stuck with me. thanks, best friend.

you got your heart broken a couple of times, the usual. i had zero boyfriends, the usual.

in sophomore year you met melissa. anndddd that's enough information on that slut face.

i got my first real boyfriend in junior year, matt donahue. i was absolutely head over heels for him... until he broke my heart by embarrassing me in front of all his friends and telling me it was all just a joke, a dare.

you got detention the next day at school for breaking his nose.

hmmm okay some other memories to get you to remember...

when we were seven years old we 'kissed' under the apple tree during lunch break, and then got 'married' that same day.

in sophomore year we went on a school trip to this ridiculously boring museum & we stuck together, of course. (this was before the dark ages, also known as the time you asked melissa to be your girlfriend.) you decided that it was so incredibly boring, so much that you dragged me off and we got lost for the entire day and almost broke an ancient artefact. one of the many occasions you landed me in detention.

when we were ten years old you refused to go to jamie evans' party because he refused to invite me. your mom took us to laser tag instead and we honestly had the best time ever. :)

when we started high school we started our horror movie tradition; since then every friday i go round your house and we watch as many horror films as we can fit in before we both fall asleep.

your favourite colour is red.

your favourite band is twenty one pilots.

you are literally the best singer ever, but no one but me has ever heard you.

you have a five year old sister, lacey, who really misses her big brother and visits you every day.

your bestest ever ever ever ever to infinity and beyond for the rest of your life until the grave friend is of course me, chloe louise anderson.

your middle name is bailey. (which you actually hate but i think it's adorable.)

i'm kind of running out of things to tell you?

oh, one last thing: if you forget me i will cut your balls off. please don't, i love you too much to lose you.

NOW HURRY UP AND WAKE UP, OKAY. I MISS MY DETENTION BUDDY. :)

love from your best friend who's gonna slap you if you don't wake up soon,

chloe. xx

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