waking up in ethan strong arms, i rub my eyes before looking up at him. he was already awake and he smiled down at me as soon as i woke up.
"morning." i muttered, smiling.
"morning, princess." he says, making me blush lightly and tuck my head into the crook of his neck.
i feel his large hands move up and down my back before slowly making their way to my stomach. he starts tickling me lightly, making loud laughs tumble past my lips.
he smirks before he climbs on top of me, knees sinking into the bed on each side of my waist as he tickled my stomach. i laughed loudly as i tried to push him off of me, but it obviously didn't work.
"s-stop!" i giggle, pushing his arms away.
he grins as he leaves the bed and grabs a grey sweatshirt out of his closet.
he slipped it over his bare chest and wrapped his arms around my neck, my head buried into his chest.
"i guess we should go down." he chuckles and pressed a quick kiss to the top of my head.
"okay." i giggle as he leads me out of his room and down the stairs.
i can hear his family talking from the kitchen as we walked downstairs and we entered the kitchen to see breakfast being made. grayson was sitting at the table with who i guessed was their dad, and their mom was up cooking.
ethan stays silent as i follow him to the table, i sit across from grayson and ethan sits next to me.
"good morning." grayson smiled at us.
"morning." i smile widely back, but ethan simply nods, smiling lightly.
i hold ethan's hand under the table, squeezing it lightly before he rests it on my thigh.
the air is filled with an awkward silence as his dad doesn't say a word. grayson's busy on his phone and his mom is facing away from us, still cooking.
she turns around as she brings plates of food to the table in front of us.
"thank you, so much." i smile politely as she finished setting the table and sits across from us.
"no problem." she smiled slightly.
i glance over at ethan who's staring down at his plate, his fork just playing with his food.
"i'm glad you finally decided to come around, ethan." his mom speaks up rather sternly.
ethan mutters a 'yea' as his mother sighs.
"grayson's always coming to see us, but you never do."
"well, maybe i've needed time to think." ethan shrugs.
grayson stays silent, not wanting to make things worse i guess.
"how'd you get him to come?" she laughs as she faces me, her eyebrows raised.
"oh, actually he asked me to come with him."
she hums and nods, glancing over at ethan who's head was hung low.
"elle, what do you do?" she asked.
"um, i'm working on a fine art degree." i smile.
"art?"
"yes, ma'am." i nod lightly, "my mom was an artist, so i've been around it a lot." i chuckle.
"do you have a back up plan, something that'll actually get you somewhere?" she raises her eyebrows.
"oh, not yet. i guess." i mutter, looking down.
my eyes wander over to ethan in the awkward silence, his eyebrows are furrowed and his jaw is clenched, face is turning slightly red with anger.
"don't need ethan with someone who doesn't know what to do with their life either." she mumbles.
"um, excuse me," i force a smile onto my face, "i'm just going to the bathroom."
i stand up and push my chair back into the table before walking off. i let out a shaky breath as i quickly walk up the stairs, my eyes filling with tears.
i quickly walk towards the bathroom that was right before ethan's room in the hallway.
i shut the door quietly and lock it, biting my lip as it trembled. tears threatened to fall down my face, so i stare up at the ceiling and pace around the small bathroom.
she's right, elle.
everything she said was true and it broke my heart. a small son escaped my lips and i muffled it with my hand, not wanting anyone to hear.
i quickly try to wipe my tears away when i realize i have to go back downstairs. i sigh as i look in the mirror and see my red, tear stained cheeks.
i rub my red and puffy eyes as i continued to pace around the bathroom, breathing in and out slowly. i bite my bottom lip when i hear a knock on the door, along with ethan's voice.
"elle? princess?"
"y-yes?" i chokeout, shaking my head at myself for stuttering.
"are you okay? can i come in?"
i hesitantly open the bathroom door, seeing ethan look down at me with concern. he quickly gathers me into his arms in a big hug.
he pulls us into the bathroom when i let out a quiet sob.
his hands grip my waist and he sits me on the counter by the sink. he stood between my thighs as his hands rested on them.
"i'm so sorry." he says sadly, tucking a strand of my long brown hair behind my ear, "i hate seeing my princess like this, and because of me."
"i-it's not your fault, and it's not your moms either. she's right." i mutter.
"no, she's not." he presses a kiss to my forehead, "you know, we can leave if you want."
"no, i don't want to make it worse." i shake my head, "i should just go back downstairs."
"no, go to my room. i'll be there in a second, alright?"
i nod as he helps me down and pecks my lips before i walk into his room. i climb into the comfortable bed and wrap myself in his warm sheets.
i hug his pillow, that had his scent all over it, to my chest, my eyes fluttering shut.
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