I stay in my bedroom all day looking like shit and feeling like it too. I've tried calling Ethan but he doesn't pick up. I know he's trying to avoid me because he would always answer my phone calls. Who am I kidding, it's my fault he's hurt. Ethan knows how I feel but I deny it every time.
I lay on the floor staring at the ceiling, thinking about everything I should've said. Tell him how much I like him too and be honest with him and if he doesn't respect that, then it's not my problem. I rack my brain over and over again, it's giving me a headache. I call him one more time but it goes straight to voicemail. The only person I can call is Hannah. Maybe she can make me feel a little less shit about all of this.
The phone rings.
"Hey girl, you okay?"
"Hey, not really... Something happened between Ethan and I and now he won't return any of my phone calls, can you come over?" I need some of her wisdom and good vibes.
"Girl I gotchu, I have a plan, I'll be there in 20." She hangs up before I could ask.
I decide to take a shower and freshen up. I make the effort to put on my makeup but I honestly don't care about what I look like right now, all I care about is seeing Ethan and finally telling him the truth even though I don't want to. An hour later the door bell rings. I rush downstairs to open it and see Hannah holding a duffle bag.
"Heeey Hann, whatcha got there...?" I say in a nervous tone.
"Aren't you gonna invite me in... I have a brilliant beyond brilliant idea."
I gesture for her to come in. I'm curious as to what is in that bag. We head upstairs to my room and open the bag. It reveals a short delicate pink silk dress and other random outfit pieces.
"Hann, why exactly did you bring these?" Okay, now I'm super confused.
"You're going over to Ethan's to fix this mess. Believe me when I say this but I saw him at the gym this morning and he asked for you. Girl, he wanted to know if you were okay." I look at her puzzled.
"That's not possible because I've been trying to call him and it goes straight to voice mail... He's avoiding me." Ethan confuses me so much. I thought he wasn't talking to me, I mean he knows that sooner or later I'll have to be honest about how I feel about him and stop with the whole "just friends" bullshit.
"He turned his phone off to avoid Amanda... Not you. She's been bothering him tons and wants to meet up but he's not having it. Trust me Mia, just go over to his place and actually be honest with him and most importantly, yourself." Hearing that has made me feel so much better. God, I thought he would never speak to me again.
Hannah gives me the dress but I beg her to let me wear my white high top vans because I am no way in hell wearing fancy shoes. The dress compliments my hair colour and shows off my tattoo perfectly. I put on the dress and leave my hair down. I'm super nervous to see Ethan because yesterday was not a great day for the both of us.

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Pretty When You Cry (An Ethan Dolan fanfiction)
FanficYou, Ethan and Grayson have been neighbours for a couple of years now. Although Ethan annoys the shit out of you, he is able to make your cloudy days disappear. It's almost the end of senior year and the start of a long hot summer, with nights of pa...