10|"it was 1 AM"

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| Ethan |

I'm fucking pissed. First, she rejected me for her ex. And, she rejected me to just relax? FUCK.

My fists clench thinking about it.

I didn't invite Nate to this party for full purpose because I thought Iris was coming.

Grayson hauled the last keg in. "Done", he says sighing.

"I'm going to go for a walk real quick", I walk out the front door. Walking to Iris, fuming.

I make it to her house and knock on the door. I turn the knob, but it's locked this time. Dammnit. I back up looking into the window, where her room is. She's home, her car is still here.

I squint my eyes and turn around walking back home, still fuming.

She's ignoring me.

FUCK.

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It's about an hour into this party and everybody is having a great time except me.

I was alone sitting at the edge of the pool, drinking a beer, just thinking.

Multiple girls have already came up to me either wanting to talk or dance and I reply saying I'm not interested. I'm really not.

All I want is Iris to be here.

I'm missing out on a good fucking time because I'm thinking of her as a girlfriend that I'm being loyal to.

Thing is, she's not my girlfriend. But, I'm being loyal, why?

That's it, I'm done. I'm going to her house and I will talk to her.

I work my way through everybody and head to my room. I put a sweatshirt on and grab my phone, and head downstairs.

People cup my shoulder shouting my name, I don't react, I just want to see her.

Michael grabs my shoulder, pulling me back.

"Ethan! Why sooo gloom?" He's drunk as fuck.

Me being so pissed, I wanted to hit him, I don't know why. But, I didn't. I don't want to deal with it.

I turn around and keep walking.

I make it to her house, knocking, hard.

I groan lifting my head, and see her light is on and I notice a tree that leads right up by her window.

Yup, I climbed it. I look in her window and she's on her phone lying in bed.

I stand on the roof side right by her window and knock.

She jumps out of fright and gives me a dirty look.

"What the fuck?" her voice muffled, the window blocking us.

"Let me in, please", I say pleading.

She stands up and opens the window. She looks me up and down and laughs.

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