hopelessly devoted // e.d.

Chapter 21

The rest of the car ride was filled with terrible singing and rapping to Ethan's playlist.

When we finally got to his house, we crept our way to the kitchen to receive a couple water bottles from the fridge. We then proceeded up the stairs to Grayson's bedroom. There we saw the lovebirds all cuddled up with Grayson snoring intensely.

I don't get how Lauren can sleep though that.

Ethan suddenly whips out his phone and opens snapchat. He records himself taking a sip of the water and then deviously smiling.

After he posts the clip on his story he begins to film another. This time both of us are sneaking up to the bed, water bottles in hand. I put my index finger to my lips as Ethan records us.

Then, we spray the cold water onto each of their faces. When Grayson jerks awake he accidentally pushes Lauren off the bed who pulls him down with her. 

The sight of Grayson only in his boxers squishing Lauren, who is wearing his sweatshirt, on the floor is enough to make giggles erupt.

"Hahaha very funny," Laur says sarcastically, "You guys better watch your backs."

Grayson nods in agreement. Ethan and I have a facetious look on our faces. Yeah they can try but we'll be the ones to prank them first. 2-0 us.

"Alright lovebirds! Up and at em! I want you cleaned up and ready to school in 15 minutes. We don't wanna be late, but we also don't want you going to school all wet." I wink.

"Ughhhh stop it! My ears! I'm too young!" Gray shrieks.

"What are you too young for bro? You guys are wet and need to dry off. What's wrong with that?" Ethan's smirk stretches into a full grin.

"You guys suck." Lauren says.

"Uh huh that's definitely what you do."

Lauren's eyes widen before she comes to pounce me. I hide behind Ethan but it's useless. She slips on some water and falls before she can reach me. Grayson helps her up and makes sure my clumsy best friend is alright.

"That's why you can't be wet at school," Ethan says wrapping an arm around my shoulders. He turns us around as we head out the door.

"Sky and I'll meet you guys at the truck." he adds over his shoulder. I look over my own shoulder and see Lauren and Grayson wearing smirks identical to the ones Ethan and I bore when we first got here.

I stuck my tongue out at them and turned back around.

Ethan closed the front door before opening the passenger door of his truck for me.

"Why thank you kind sir," I curtsy and imitate a British accent.

"Anything for milady," Ethan imitates the accent as well before closing the door and making his way around the front of the stuck. He hops into the drivers seat as we wait for the others to come out. 

I bring my feet up to my chest as I open my phone and scroll through my feed. The boys' fans are already tweeting memes about Grayson's face when he woke up on this morning's Snapchat.

I laugh at quite a few of them and favorite many. Some I even retweet and quote. For some reason people freaked out when this happened. I don't know why. 

Actually they've been commenting "mom" on a lot of my Instagram pictures. It made me a bit uncomfortable at first but now I just laugh at it because I can relate to them. I have my own fandoms that Grayson and Ethan don't need to know that I'm apart of.

I continue scrolling trough when I feel a gaze on me. I look to my left and see Ethan looking at me with a down turned smile.

"What?" I ask smiling back at him.

"Nothing. I'm just glad to see you interacting with the fans and them accepting you and Lauren."

"Yeah me too."

He reaches over and interlocks our fingers. His large hands are warm and calloused but still soft. The feeling of our hands molded together send waves of warmth down my body.

"Ethan," I frowned a bit when something came to mind.

"Yeah?"

"I don't think we can do this," his face turned despondent when I said this, "No not because I don't want to, I do, but you're still with Julie. I might not like her, but you can't do this to her. It's not right."

Ethan's hands untangle themselves from mine and the feeling of warmth is replaced with a cool sensation.

"You're right. I can't. Don't worry I'll figure it out. Just know that you're the one I want to do this," he clasps my hand with his again, "with."

I smile and look deeply into his eyes. I'm still so hopelessly devoted to him. No matter how hard I want it to stop, it can't, but maybe now things can be different. Maybe it's okay for me to be devoted to him, but only if he's serious about being devoted back.

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