Real Love

Even Best Friends Fight

Chapter 3

You felt warm and secure as a muscular arm was holding you by the waist. You looked up to see Ethan (or so you thought) he was sleeping, you couldn't see his face all you could see was his chin and throat. You then remember last night, how Ethan drove you home but as you looked around you could soon tell this was not your room. You looked down to check your clothes because you felt more then your bikini. They were different then what you remember wearing last night, you were wearing someones sweats! You got up because you had the feeling that you needed to pee, so you got up without trying to wake sleeping Ethan. After you were done, you came back into what you thought was Ethan's room to get your phone only to find he gone. You looked around and turned around to get scared by... Ethan?

"Good morning gorgeous. Sleep well?" asked the mysterious guy that looked like Ethan but didn't at the same time.

"Uh good I guess? What happened to your hair Ethan?" I asked unsure.

"Aha you think I'm Ethan, oh no  I'm Tony the hot twin brother." Tony said while smirking.

"TWIN! WHAT THE FUDGE CHOCOLATE CHIP COOKIES WITH WHIPPED CREAM AND A CHERRY ON TOP!!! I never knew Ethan ha a twin brother, and I slept in the same bed with you for god knows how long and I had no freak en idea this whole time!" I shouted loud enough to wake up anyone one else in the house.

"Hey Loren whats- WHAT THE, TONY, WHY THE HECK ARE YOU HERE!" Ethan's eyes filled with anger.

"Um I live here, whats your excuse?" Tony argued back which made Ethan even more mad.

"Okay before World War III starts I should go." You said trying to subtract yourself from the problem starting. (Math joke lol)

As you were leaving Ethan grabbed your arm and apologized for everything and told you he would talk to you later. As you were walking home you heard shouts and bangs and god know what else from Ethan's house. (You only live down the rode.) You finally reached home. Home sweet home right? Not so much. You got to your bed room and saw Aaron sitting on your bed with his head down and flowers and chocolate in his hands. You stood there in anger while your mind replayed what happened last night. You felt tears in your eyes then they started to run down your face. Aaron looked up with red puffy eyes and got up to walk over to you and give you a hug. He put his arms around you, the arms you used to feel safe in, the arms you fell asleep in on cuddle night, the arms you used to love. But now those arms where just arms and you felt nothing, it was just a hug, just a mean less hug. You pulled away still crying. Before he could say a word you slapped him right across the face, you knew it hurt by the way his head flew when you hit him and the way your hand felt afterwards. He just stood there, quietly.

You broke the silence by asking, "Why?"

He was shocked you said anything, he didn't know what to say. "No excuses Aaron, you did it your here in my bedroom so tell me why you cheated on me." You pushed again to try to get an answer.

"I-I d-don't k-k-now?" He tried to speak between sobs.

"Get out." you said trying to remain calm.

"W-why?" He managed to say.

"Because Aaron, you cheated on me, you cant look me in the eye when I am trying to talk to you, and you brought flowers and candy to try an apologize and think that can win me back. So get out of my house." You sternly stated.

He wasn't moving so you grabbed him by the arm, dragged him down stairs, opened the door and throw him outside. Right before you were going to slam the door in his face you took the chocolate, because come on why not free chocolate. Plus it was your favorite. After finishing a tub on ice cream, a bag on chips, chocolate, and three bags of popcorn (because that is breakup/ you cheated on me food) you decided to go to your room watch Netflix and go on your phone. While on your phone you see all these twitter notifications, emails from the school where that girl from yesterday goes, text messages from everyone (most people you have no idea who there are and how they got your number). You then start to think about who recorded it and posted it on social media, then start to think about who was there. Then you think about it more and more tell you narrow it down to three people. Ethan, Aaron, and Liz. Ethan was to busy carrying you out of the room before you killed the beach ball (my way on cussing), Aaron was too shocked, then there's Liz. Before you think of way she would you start to think of why she didn't, because you know your best friend you call her.

Ring, Ring, Ring

"hello?"

"hey Liz"

"oh hey girl how are your knuckles? lol"

"oh there fine, hows the video? Getting a lot of views?"

"oh heck yea girl you beat the sh- I mean what video?"

"nice try but you can't lie to me."

"true true. are you mad?"

"a little but I think I'll get over it"

"okay good because I think it affected your fans...PLEASE DON'T BE MAD, plus you said you would get over it right? Best friend?"

silence

"best friend???"

bleep bleep bleep

end on convo

OMG FLIPPING GOSH WHY IS EVERYTHING GOING WRONG?!

Then you hear moving trucks outside.