Yawning, I sat down on the bed and stared at my pale reflection in the mirror. A little yelp escaped my throat when I heard my phone's ringtone echo in the silent room.
"It's been long since you called," I stated, answering the call with a smile.
"Yes, sweety, I know. But I've been very busy," mom said with an exasperated sigh.
I nodded. "I know."
"I'm at the airport right now," she said and I could hear the smile in her voice. "I'll be home by tomorrow afternoon."
"I'll be waiting," I replied.
I heard a knock on my door and Ethan popped his head inside the room, his bright eyes scanned the room and then rested on me with a warm smile.
I smiled at him and cupping the phone, I said, "Just give me a minute."
"Cook something for me because I am pretty sure I will be starving by the time I reach home," mom said.
"It's okay, I'll come back later," he said, giving me a small smile.
"No!" I said, a bit too quickly. "I mean, stay, it'll just take a minute."
"Sorry?" mom asked, confused.
"Oh, nothing," I replied as Ethan leaned against the closet, studying my face.
"Alright, sweety. I'll call you back soon, just wanted to tell you that I'm at the airport," mom said.
"Okay, have a safe flight," I said, fiddling with my earring.
"Love you, bye!"
"Bye!" I replied and I knew mom was waiting for a 'love you too.' I was never good at expressing affection to my mom. If I had to choose between drinking rotten milk or saying 'I love you' to my mom; I would choose the disgusting milk. It's just hard for me.
"Love you too," I finally mumbled and disconnected the call.
"You're mom's coming back tomorrow?" Ethan asked, crossing his arms over his chest.
I nodded with a sigh.
"Don't worry, we'll still see each other in school," he said, winking at me.
I rolled my eyes at him. "You really think I'm going to miss you?"
"Of course," he replied confidently.
I scoffed at him and then chuckled.
"Hey, so I wanted to ask you something," he said.
"Go ahead."
"Go on a date with me," he said.
I stared at his pleading face. Wow. He just asked me out!
"That sounds more like an order than a question," I said with a small grin.
"Will you go on a date with me?" he asked again, sitting next to me.
Does he really like me? Oh my god! He's asking me to go out with him! He actually wants to spend an entire evening with me! Okay, I've got to play it cool.
"I'll think about it," I replied, trying to hide the smile that was about to appear on my face. I turned to my suitcase and added in more clothes.
"What? Why?" he whined, making it harder for me to hide my smile.
I shrugged, smiling to my suitcase.
"So you don't want to go out with me?" he asked, leaning over to see me.
"I didn't say that," I replied, not taking my eyes off the suitcase.
"So you do want to go out with me?" he asked and I could see a cute smile on his face from the corner of my eyes.
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My Best Friend's Brother
Romance"Nice try," I said and the smile on his face grew wider. My eyes took in every inch of his face with pleasure. I continued, "But you've got to try better than that to impress me." A soft laugh escaped his lips. "Who said I was trying to impress you...
