i loved how easy it was to talk to him, and how he always listened.
we walked back to his car and he opened the passenger side door for me. i smile lightly and get into the seat as he shuts the door and goes over to the driver side.
"we can go to my place- if you want, i mean." he shrugs as he sits down next to me.
"i'd really like that." i smile.
he nods and grins while he starts the car. his hand reaches for my thigh and grips it lightly, sending chills down my spine.
my bottom lip is trapped between my teeth as i place my hand over his, intertwining our fingers.
shortly, we arrived at an apartment building. ethan led me to the elevator and pressed the 6, the highest floor.
we walked down the hall to apartment 617 and he unlocked the door before letting me in.
"sorry if it's sort of messy." he chuckles and runs a hand through his hair nervously.
"no, ethan. it's really nice." i smile and admire the cute apartment.
i start mindlessly wandering through the apartment. i was always so curious, sometimes i wouldn't even notice.
i stop at a bookshelf that had a picture that looked like ethan and his family. it seemed a little old, ethan's hair looked shorter and he looked younger.
"ethan?"
"you okay?" he walks towards me and wraps his arm around me.
"yea, i was just wondering about this picture." i shrug.
"oh. well, it's my mom, dad, my sister, cameron, and grayson." he points to each person in the photo.
"you look so happy." i smile.
he chuckles faintly, "well, we can go my room if you want," he bites his lip, "unless-"
"that's fine." i interrupt him and giggle as he guides me to his room.
it was surprisingly neater than the rest of the apartment. he sat at the edge of his nicely made bed and smiled up at me.
"are you tired?" he raised his eyebrows and i shrugged while i played with the hem of my sweatshirt.
a small laugh tumbles past his lips and he gets up from the bed. he pulls back the covers and climbs into the bed, holding his arms out.
i giggle and crawl into the bed with him. he wraps his arms around my waist and i immediately feel safe. his warmth surrounds me and i feel protected.
he presses a quick kiss to my head and i can't help but smile to myself. i feel him gently running his hands through my hair, lightly massaging my scalp every once and a while.
i feel my eyelids getting heavy and slowly drift off to sleep in ethan's arms.
ethan's pov:
i woke up to elle snuggled into my chest, her small arms wrapped around me.
i turn over to my nightstand and see 9:17 on my clock. i groan and rub my eyes sleepily.
"elle." i mutter, my voice raspy from just waking up, but she only tightens her grip.
"wake up, princess." i shake her shoulder gently. she sits up and rubs her puffy eyes.
"it's getting late, elle." i laugh and kiss her forehead.
"what time is it?" she asks tiredly and rests her head on my lap.
"it's already past nine, i think i should take you back home." i run my hand through her hair.
"fine." she mumbles.
"come on, princess." i chuckle and climb out of the bed, and elle pouts from the loss of contact.
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the ending is so awkward i'm screaming
this is trash wow
why is anyone still reading this i'm confused
