Committed | Ethan Dolan

Chapter 1 - Paris

~ Wednesday 7th of December ~

BELLA'S POV:

"Okay Asher you can stop now!" I groan as he threw another cheese puff at me.

"I can but I don't want to." Asher smirked as mum walked into our front room.

"Asher. You better clean this up. You're 18 now, start acting like an adult." Our mum sighed and then walked back out of the room.

"You got told." I laughed.

"Shut up." Asher rolled his eyes as he began to clean up his mess.

Me being 17 now meant that I was in college, it's been 5 months since I've seen the twins. However me and Ethan have tried to Skype everyday we can. During our time apart he had gotten a streak of purple in his hair, which was very attractive may I add. I hadn't changed much, except my light brown hair was now down to the top of my butt.

I was scheduled to be reunited with the twins at the end of their tour which was on the 20th of December so I could spend Christmas with them. This date was solid until Grayson skyped me yesterday with an idea.

Since the twins birthday was on the 16th of December, they were in France for that day for their tour. Grayson asked me if he wanted to be apart of his brithday present for Ethan. Of course I agreed.

So now, I'm flying to Paris on the 16th to surprise Ethan at the France show. I was extremely excited, I hadn't seen Ethan for almost half a year, Skype was never good enough. I could never hug him or kiss him, or even smell him for that matter.

My phone buzzed, interrupting my brain train. I unlocked it and checked my messages.

From Jordan:
Bel, me and Vi will be over in an hour. Get the food ready because I'm hungry.

To Jordan:
Who said I'm giving you food?

From Jordan:
You have to, isn't that what hosts do?

To Jordan:
I'm not a host if you invited yourself.

From Jordan:
I'll just raid your fridge anyway...

I rolled my eyes and tossed my phone on the sofa, Asher had finished cleaning up the cheesy mess and was texting on his phone. I decided to retreat to my room. Once I jumped on my bed, I turned on my laptop. I had an hour to kill while I waited for Violet and Jordan.

Suddenly my laptop screen flashed up with a Skype call. From Ethan. I smiled stupidly as butterflies knocked around in my stomach. I clicked on the answer button and Ethan's face popped up. He was clearly sat in a hotel room, two single beds were in the background.

"I was hoping you would answer." His husky voice spoke first, sending lustful chills through my body.

"I was debating if I should decline your call or not." I teased him, as I rubbed the back of my neck.

"You promised you would pick up every call." He tested me, referring to the promise I made 5 months ago at the airport. He raised his eyebrows.

"I know. That's why I'm sat here talking to you right now." I nodded and pressed my lips together, smirking.

We looked at each other through the screen for a while, frustration in our eyes. Not being able to touch each other was affecting him as much as it was me. It was obvious we were both thinking about the last time we were next to each other. In the airport. That was the first time we said 'I love you', it was the last time our lips met. Ethan exhaled deeply and leaned closer to his screen.