seventeen: do you see what i see... i mean hear?
Without Matthew, Amber's life was slowly coming back to normal. She was working regular shifts at McDonald's, but every happy meal box she handed out reminded her of the man she kissed, the man that couldn't leave her mind.
Almost.
It was a cold evening when Amber unlocked the door of her apartment, silently coming in and closing the old wooden door. Her heart stopped beating for a second when she heard strange noises coming out of Ellie's room.
Amber's eyes went wide when she realized what those sounds were. She grabbed her phone.
amber: dOMINIC SHERWOOD
dom: aMBER FERRIS
dom: how may my glorious self help you today?
amber: facetime.
amber: now.
Amber watched as Dominic's face appeared on her screen, his blonde hair messy and and his face sweaty.
"Well, someone had fun." The blonde actor rolled his eyes.
"I was filming, you ass." His eyes went wide, just like Amber's did a few minutes ago. "What is that sound?"
Amber giggled quietly and walked over to Ellie's room.
"Do you see what I see... I mean hear?"
"Oh my God. Ooooh my God," was all you could hear from Dominic, who was paler than ever.
"I'm going in," Amber whispered and slowly opened the door, turning the phone around so Dominic was able to see what was going on.
The two of them almost died at the spot, seeing Ellie, who has recently turned 17, in quite an inappropriate position, her laptop in front of her.
She obviously didn't notice Amber come in, so the older sister mouthed to Dominic something by the words: "Don't tell Harry and Matt." The actor nodded, trying not to laugh.
Their first thought was porn, but no. There was someone else on the screen.
"Ellie Caroline Ferris!" That was when Dominic couldn't resist the urge to laugh. He exploded, laughing louder than ever.
Her cheeks as red as a tomato, Ellie put the screen down and messily pushed the laptop off her bed, silently praying it didn't break.
"Oh my God, Amber, I-" she tried to say something, but was interrupted by Dominic's hysterical laughter.
"I-I can't w-wait to t-tell Matt!" Amber was pretty sure tears were running down his cheeks.
"His special lady's little sister, caught having Skype sex with... wait, who was the guy anyway?" he questioned, receiving a deathly stare from both of them.
With her phone still in her hand, Amber walked to the place Ellie dropped her laptop.
"It was our dearest friend Dylan Sprayberry," she said, picking it up and placing it onto the bed, "who has some explaining to do."
Ellie was now as pale as death.
"C-can I please call someone? I can't do this alone," Dom said, still laughing a little, with a sigh here and there.
"No!" both girls said at the same time.
"Jesus," Dylan spoke up from the screen.
"Oh, you!"
"Hi weaky."
"Stop the chit-chat, Dom! This is serious!"
"We were just-"
"Shut up, Sprayberry," Amber ordered, making Dylan sink in the chair he was sitting on.
"NO, MATTHEW, PRIVATE CONVERSATIONS!" Dom screamed, pushing his friend out of the view.
"This is what I call a fucked up situation," Ellie said.
