Chapter twenty eight; mall

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ethan sat at the small coffee shop, he took a sip of his caramel fusion as he gazed around the room; he was waiting for gala. every saturday and sunday if gala was lucky, her parents would let her hang out with ethan, her parents wanted the best grades out of her, so she spent most of her life studying... even on holidays.

"ethan!" he jumped, he turned around to see gala running over to the seat. "ugh, im so sorry im late! my dad gave me this lecture about boyfriends and he- he is just really annoying," she rolls her eyes.

"it's okay, but i got you this," ethan replies pushing over a medium chai latte. "soy milk, no sugar,"

"you know me to well mr. lanzon," she winked.

ethan blushed. "oh shut up mrs. louise,"

"ha ha very funny,"

after having coffee and catching up they decided to go shopping, gala wanted to buy new bikinis, so they headed into ice.

"how's you and christopher going though?" she asked looking through the racks of bikinis.

"i wouldn't know, he hasn't spoken to me in a while, he sad he was grounded and his mum was gonna take his phone," he huffs. "i miss talking to him,"

"babe, he probably said that because it's true, and he loves you-" he grabbed galas arm, swinging both of them behind the bikini rack.

"are you sure about that?" he asked pointing at the window of the shop.

chris was with another boy, holding his hand, this was bad enough for ethan to see but after what happened he didn't want to live. the boy kissed chris, chris... that was meant to be ethans boyfriend.

"that son of a bitch," gala shot up, ethan pulled her back down.

"don't worry, you've done enough for me, i'll do this myself,"

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