hometown // ethan cutkosky

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i woke up. cutkosky still sleeping. I slowly get up. my back is killing me. I slowly walk to the bathroom, i brush my teeth, and go back to my room. i check on cutkosky. still asleep. i get on my bed quietly and just check my phone.

"one message from ashley." fuck fuck fuck. i frown. i open it.

ashley: ethans' at your house?

andrea: yeah, he's asleep on my floor. haha.

ashley: so what happened last night?

andrea: i was going to take him home but... wait, why are you still worried about him?

ashley: i cant make sure he's okay?

andrea: im pretty sure if you say "i hate him fuck him" it clearly means you dont care about him.

ashley: i do. god damn it. i lied. i love him. a lot.

andrea: i tried to take him home but he said that his parents are home so i took him to my house and slept on the floor.

ashley: okay thanks.

i put my phone down and sigh. "good morning." cutkosky yawns. making me jump. "good morning." i smile. "what do you have to eat?" he says as he crawls on my bed and rests his eyes. "well i can make something or order takeout." i say. he smiled. "make me something to eat please." he tossed to the other side. "okay then get up and help me at least." i say. i rolled off my bed and he still laid there with his eyes shut and with a smile on his face. "cutkosky hurry you maggot." I laughed as a grabbed a shoe by me and toss it over to him, it hitting his back. he shot up and look over at me. i laughed and ran down the stairs. i hear him chasing me then i feel a pain in my back. i turn to see the shoe i threw at him on the floor.

"pancakes, french toast, or—" "french toast please." he smiled while he spin around in the chair. "okay. oh! uh, ashley's worried about you cutkosky. text her or call her." i say as i get everything ready. I heard him sigh. "hey, if she told you anything like 'i hate you. go die. fuck you.' its all lies. she just doesn't wanna be seen as a weak person." i say as i look over at him on his phone.

"fuck." he says. "what?" "i kinda sent her a dumb text." he chuckles. "what did you say." i say as i walked over to him. "im okay ashley, im with luna at her house. so leave us alone." he reads off his phone. "thats bad?" i say. "put yourself in ashley's shoes." "oh my god cutkosky why would you say that." he face palmed himself. "did she say anything after that?" i ask. he shook his head. "call her, and explain that whole thing. after you're done talking to her the french toast will be done." i say. he nodded his head and im guessing walked up to my room.