ethan's pov:
i angrily walk downstairs, my fists clenching slightly, and when i get to the table, all of their eyes are on me.
"where's elle?" grayson furrows his eyebrows.
"she's not feeling well." i lie between my teeth. i should've just told them, but i didn't want to get any angrier.
"oh." i hear grayson mutter quietly.
i grab elle and i's plates and put them in the sink, ignoring the fact that i knew their eyes bored into my back.
i roll my eyes as i walk out of the kitchen and up the stairs. once i'm back in my room, i smile as i see elle curled up on my bed, hugging my pillow tightly.
my smile turned into a small frown when i see her tear stained cheeks. i climb into the bed with her, not minding that she had one of my pillows in her grip.
my large hand runds through her hair as her eyes open slowly. her hazel eyes stare up at me through her eyelashes, making me smile.
she smiles back slightly before moving over to me and wrapping her arms around me. she rests her head on my chest as i watch her trace the slightly faded tattoos on my arms.
"you okay?" i bite my bottom lip.
she nods softly, keeping her eyes on the ink scattered on my arms.
"i should've known something was gonna happen." i shake my head.
"it's okay, ethan," she chuckles, "i'm okay."
"alright." i sigh, kissing the top of her head lightly.
she flips over softly, lying on her stomach, as her cheek rests on the bed, making her look adorably squishy.
i smile as she lies under my arm, her eyes fluttering shut. her small petite hand grips my sweatshirt as my fingers play with the ends of her dark brown hair.
my beautiful princess.
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hehe this is a trash sorry but it's cute so ya
but please remember to comment!!!!!! i love reading them sm and they motivate me a lot:)
also i wanna say that i love lisa and she would never do any of that it's for the fanfic bye lmao
