I'll always be your dad - (Sequel to it'll be ok)

Chapter 4

Luna's P.O.V

3 months later

Ethan has been living with us for a while and to be honest, he's awesome. It basically feels like having an older brother. He takes me to get ice cream, he plays video games with me, we argue sometimes and we have movie nights without dad. But the best part is that I feel like I can tell him anything.

"Luna, we're gonna be late to gymnastics." I hear dad call from downstairs. "I'm coming." I yell in reply before quickly grabbing my sports bag. I run down the stairs and enter the kitchen where dad was standing, waiting for me. "Sorry I was just finishing off some homework." I tell him, walking to the fridge and grabbing my water bottle. "It's alright. By the way your mum called and asked if you want to go to theirs over the weekend?" "Em yeah I'll go." "Alright, I'll call her later. Apparently they have some exciting news." I nod my head and make my way to the front door where I put on my shoes. "Where's Ethan?" I ask dad as he walked over to me, grabbing his keys off the hook on the wall. "He's at the office. I'm going to pick him up to grab some lunch after I drop you off." "Aww what? You're getting food without me?" "Yes sweetie because you have gymnastics and we're hungry." He replied opening the front door and walking to the car. I huff in annoyance but follow him anyway, climbing into the backseat.

"hey E, can I ask you something?" I say as we were sitting on the sofa watching Peter Pan. Dad had just dropped Ethan and me off at home since he still had to go to film a video with some people. Me and Ethan decided to watch a movie, so we grabbed some nachos and popcorn and are now sitting on the sofa. "Yeah sure, what's up." The blue haired boy replied, pausing the movie. "How do you know if you love someone?"

Ethan's P.O.V (OH YEAH, THAT'S RIGHT MOTHER FUCKERS)

"Em, eh that is a great question. Well you get nervous around them and you always wanna be the best you around them but truthfully they make you the best you. Does that even make sense? Anyway, you're always trying to impress them no matter what. You would, I don't know, like change your hair colour for them because they like blonde more than brunet. I'm not saying you should dye your hair but you get the idea. Why would you ask that?" "Well, there's this guy at soccer practice and he's super cute. His name is Leo. He's a year older than me. We've talked before and he asked me if we want to hang out sometime but I got really nervous and told him I'd have to ask dad first and it's been like two weeks and every time I see him he asks and I keep telling him that something came in between but that's a lie and now I just don't know what to do. Help me E." She plead and dropped her head on my chest. I look down at her and smile, pressing a kiss to the top of her head. "Invite him over on Thursday." "Are you crazy, what are we gonna do?" "We have a pool don't we? Tell him to bring swim stuff and you guys can have a little pool date for an hour or two. You could also watch a movie or play video games." I suggest. She only nods against my chest and presses play on the remote.

After the movie was done we decided to get something to eat and by get I mean order... pizza. While waiting for the pizza man to come we played some Mario maker. We took turns playing. I of course recorded it and decided to edit it after dinner. I had an entire series with me and Luna playing video games. The viewers really enjoy them and to be honest, I really enjoy making them. Luna was or is such an uncomplicated child. You ask her something, she'll give you an answer, you tell her to do something, she'll do it.

"ETHAN, FOOD'S HERE!" I hear Luna yell from the front part of the house. I quickly get up from the sofa and walk to the kitchen, grab the money and go over to the front door, opening it and smiling at the man whose hands were holding our glorious pizza's. "That'll be 26.7 please." He says smiling at the two of us. I hand him the money and thank him for his service before taking the pizza from his hand and closing the door.