Fragile // Sequel to Torn

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// Ethan's point of view //

"What do you want to do tonight?" Chris asks as I'm putting my plate in the sink. That was the best lasagne Chris has ever cooked.

"Do we have to do anything?" I sigh, running a hand through my hair to push it out of my face.

"Yes," he smirks, "we're going to pick up Jakob, sneak him out if we need to, and go somewhere."

"He won't come." I decide to not think positively for once.

"Yes he will. Where do you want to go?" Chris insists. I sigh and start thinking.

"Luna Park?" I suggest, half joking.

"Now we're talking," He nods with a smile. "Get ready and we'll leave in twenty minutes."

"Okay." I sigh, giving in.

Looks like we're going to Luna Park tonight.

We pull out the front of Jakob's house around 8:30pm. I decide to try and call him, not wanting to start anything if it's the wrong time. I don't know why I'm not surprised when he doesn't answer, but my heart still sinks. For some reason, I want to ask Chris to try and call him, but I'm scared he won't pick up either- or worse, he will pick up. Getting out of the car, I quickly run to the left so I can see the side of the house. Jakobs bedroom light is on. After a quick inspection, I realise that the only other light on in the house is the lounge room and that's on the complete other side. I'm glad Jakob's house is only one storey because I don't think I could climb up the side of it. I quickly run up to his window and try to look in, except I can't see much through the partially open blinds. Part of me wants to give up and go back to the car, saying Jakob wasn't there and just go, but a bigger part wants to see him. After taking a deep breath, I lightly tap on the window. Will I scare him? I hope not. Surprisingly, the blinds open. And Jakob's tear stained face appears.

"Ethan? What are you doing here?" He asks, looking behind him quickly.

"You've been ignoring me, Jake, I've come to see if you're okay and then take you on a drive. Chris is in the car." I explain, trying to smile out of him with one of my own. I'm not successful.

"You need to go." Jakob almost whispers in a worried tone, stepping away from the window.

"Please just come with us." I'm literally ready to beg. His expression doesn't change. I want more than anything to climb in his window and wrap him up in the tightest hug I can possibly give, and knowing I can't do that is killing me.

"I can't, Ethan." He sighs, taking a step back from the window. My heart drops further.

"Jake, what's going on? Are you okay? Are we okay?" I was dreading to ask the last question, but I need to know. My hands grip the bottom of the window too tightly, scared to let go, because that means I'm leaving him.

"Eth..." He trails off, his eyes softening. What's going on? Slowly, he walks back up to the window and opens it fully, reaching out to touch my hand. Reluctantly, I let go of the window and let Jakob take it.

"What are you doing?" I whisper, letting the chills ripple through me from his touch.

"Can I please kiss you?" He asks, looking right at me. I nod.