Fuckboy Bestfriend- E.D

.7.

Vanessa
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"You want these shoes?" Ethan asked while holding a pair of Jordan 11 'Space Jams'

They're so beautiful.

I nodded so much I've gotten a headache.

"Hmm when were they released?" Ethan asked.

"December 10th." Which was 3 days ago. I tried getting them online the day it came out but they had sold out on my size. Tear.

"4 or 5." Ethan asked while trying to get a worker to help him.

"Four and a half."

"Excuse me man, can you get me these in 4 and a half." He asked a guy in a black and white footlocker uniform. He's cute.

He had dark hair, grayish kinda eyes, and he was about Ethan's height.

"Sure, I'll be back." He said taking a glance at me before jogging back to the back of the store.

"I hope they have my size." I said sitting on a bench taking looks at the other shoes.

"Can I get you a pair?" I asked Ethan who was looking at different shoes.

"I can get them myself, Nessa."

"Please! Your birthday is in 3 days, mine is still in two weeks!" I groaned rolling my eyes. He's so stubborn, but then again so am I.

"Here you go." He handed to box to Ethan, who then handed them to me.

"Thanks"

"They're for you?" The guys asked in surprised, chuckling.

"I know right." Ethan said laughing along with him.

"What do you mean? What's so funny?" I asked completely confused.

"Nothing. Let me know if you guys need any help. If you need a smaller size call me." The guy winked at me before walking off giggling.

Oh, they were making fun of how small I am.

"It's not even funny anymore, Ethan." I said after 2 minutes of hearing his laugh.

"I'm sorry, Ness." He said before wiping his eyes.

"Whatever." I muttered.

"No, don't be mad at me."

Ethan hugged my neck resting his head on my shoulder.

"I'm sorry." He whispered in my ear. I got chills. What was that?

"Get off of me Ethan, Before i hit you and that guy right now." I played it off.

"Okay but don't be mad at me no more, I'm buying you those shoes and I want you to receive them while you're a happy shorty, not an upset cute shorty." Ethan said before letting go of me.

"I'm not mad." I said fake smiling.

"Fake, give me a real one."

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"Let me at least but you an outfit."

"Fine, but please shut up." Ethan sigh, I had already asked him about five times since we had left Footlocker.