I just want to sit on his fac....nvm
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~Tommy's P.O.V.~
"GOT ME LIKE AH,AH,AH,AH,AH,AH,AH! I'M TIRED OF BEING PLAYED LIKE A VIOLIN!!!" Ethan sings at the top of his lungs.
I'm supposed to hate him, but in this moment I actually like him. I like him a lot. I never realized how funny and charismatic he can be. I didn't know how smart and opinionated he is. I don't want to feel like this, but I do.
The realization of me liking him is triggering to me. I didn't think I would like him as much as I do, but I do. I told myself I wouldn't fall for anyone else, after my last relationship, but that obviously failed.
The song goes off, and Ethan continues driving. During the middle of each term we get a week off from school, so the teachers can catch up on their work.
Usually everyone goes on vacation, but Ethan and I decided to go back home. He wanted to see his parents, so I went with him. I'm going to see mine too, being that Ethan lives two blocks away from me in New Jersey.
"Your singing is trash, my guy." I say.
"Wow. I'm offended." He says.
I shake my head, and laugh as the next song comes on.
I dedicate.
I dedicate.
I dedicate to you.
The slow melody of "Fire & Desire" by Drake flows through our ears. Ethan turns to me, and starts to sing to me.
"They throwing dirt on my old name. Only get worse when you know things. You see the perks of this whole thing, but you get real on a pill and I like it. You just like my sidekick. I just wanna wife ya, and fulfill all your desires. You a real ass woman and I like it. I don't wanna fight it."(i know I skipped some lyrics but just go with it :))
I can feel my face forming a smile. I can't help but smile when he's around. I smile like an idiot, but he's never noticed otherwise he would call me on it.
I'm the happiest I've ever been with him, but there's a sad and gloomy feeling behind my happiness. The feeling that I've been dreading. The feeling of know that he might not want me as much I want him.
"Okay, Drake. Don't get in your feeling too much." I say.
"I'm not in my feelings. I'm just vibing." He says.
I smile.
"You wanna play a game?" He asks.
"What kind of game?" I ask.
"An on the road game." He says.
"What'd you have in mind?" I ask.
"I wanna play I spy." He says.
"Um..okay." I say, sitting sideways in the passenger's seat.
My back is towards the window, and my feet are in Ethan's lap.
"Okay. I spy with my little eye something brown." He says.
I look out of the windows, in an attempt to find the mysterious object.
"Is it the ground?" I ask.
"Nope." He says.
"Is it your shoes?" I ask.
