warnings: teen!ethan, fluff, friends to lovers.
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Ethan's pov
"Ethan!"
I woke up from my small nap. Y/n and I were doing bio homework for Mrs. Grove. I wasn't really feeling it, everything about bio pissed me off for no reason. School pisses me off, in general.
"What?" I groaned.
"Come on. We have to do this it's due tomorrow," Y/n lifted her worksheet.
"Uhh, why can't we order something to eat?" I asked, starting to play with my pencil.
"I'm not stopping. You can go if you want," She says. Eyes focused on her sheet already. She's so adorable. Just the way she focused on her paper. How she bit on her red shaded, plumped lips. How she slid her fingers through her hair when she got mad. She's adorable. I liked her, a lot, but she didn't see that.
"Alright, I'm gonna go get some coffee," I said getting up with a sigh. I dropped my pencil on top of my textbook and papers that are sprawled out on the table.
Y/n's pov
I was writing down all of the facts for bio. I truly hated bio, especially when we had to do a project. I don't mind partnering up with Ethan, but he never does anything. He just sits there and messes around.
Especially with the worksheets we have to be filling up. We have to have a total of ten papers.
He sometimes even tosses pieces of paper to make me mad. It kinda never worked because I knew he just wanted to mess around.
"Hey, Y/n," a high pitched voice dragged my eyes off my sheet. I looked up to meet the eyes of a classmate.
"Vicky, hey. What brings you here?" I asked with a warm smile. She returned it and glanced up at the Café sign.
"Just getting the usual. What about you?" Her eyes return to mine and she cocks her head to the side.
"Just working on some homework," I gestured and looked down. The extra questions making me groan mentally. I still have to pick up my siblings from my aunts.
"Got some company I see." A grin replaces her welcoming smile and she had a brow raised at me.
"Oh, yeah," I said smiling. It soon went away at Vicky's next question.
"Are you two a thing?" I froze. Stopping my chuckling and smile. My heart started beating rapidly and my stomach started feeling funny.
"What! God no, he's just a friend," I say trying put her assumptions at ease. She doesn't seem to let it go though.
"That's not what people say," she says it almost in a whisper. We're able to hear other people talking. My brows raised and she chuckles.
"What?"
"You and Ethan seem to be the schools talk of the week or more like month." She reveals her pretty smile again. "Many people in our grade think you two are dating,"
"What?! No, we're not dating though." I shake my head quickly and she just rolls her eyes with a snort.
"Try explaining that to 98% of our grade." She gives me her smirk and starts wiggling a brow.
I chuckled and she walked away. I never actually thought of Ethan of something more than friends. It never crossed my mind.
Yeah we got a few 'You guys are cute' or some 'Young love is the best' stuff like that, but it never actually got to my head.
"I got you a muffin," Ethan said placing it on my papers. "Also, you didn't ask for anything, but I got you a chocolate. Extra whipped cream. Just like you like it." He smiles at me, revealing a semi smirk.
"Thanks," I mutter.
I moved it aside and started working again. I looked up to find Ethan staring at me. His pink shaded lips and the way his cheeks got red from the cold and his messy brown hair. I never actually had the time to admire him. He chuckled and took a sip from his coffee.
I looked down from embarrassment because I didn't realize I've been staring for so long. I started working again trying to get that thought out of my head.
"Y/n," Ethan said softly. I looked up and hummed for him to go on. "How long have we known each other?" He asks.
That question throws me off and I look up with scrunched brows. "I-I don't know. Since second grade I think," I said shrugging. I looked back down when I noticed the way his eyes studied me when I looked at him.
My hands started getting sweaty and I think I could hear my heart in my ears. I'm super nervous and shy now. Why? Ethan's my friend. A good one for that matter. He's never made me feel this way other than that time in middle school when he asked me to be his Valentine.
I was nervous and shy that I ended up telling him to quite joking. He looked a little devastated now that I think of it and my thoughts right now just crashed. What if-
"Right, second grade you sat at the purple table with Jack and Sam," He said chuckling
"Yeah," I chuckled "How do you remember?" I question with a smile.
"Because I remember trying to give you flowers, but I ate shit right in front of you," he shakes his head at the memory.
"And since that day we talked," I laughed softly at that. I do remember that. How could I forget about that? "But I never really said why I got you flowers," I looked a little confused at what he had said.
"I wanted to give them to you because I thought you were an amazing person. How you were so nice and bold at the same time. You didn't fear anyone and you always faced your fears. Now thinking of it why didn't I just say something? I guess when we're kids we thought the word 'love' was gross." My heart is about to fall out my ass. Ethan stoooop.
A smile appeared on my face. I bit my lip and looked down.
"Thanks,"
"I never told you because I didn't wanna ruin our friendship,"
"Why now?"
"Y/n, I like you, a lot. I know it's weird because we're best friends and all, but Y/n, I know that I like you," My lips parted as if I was gonna say something, but I was in total shock. I didn't know how to answer that.
"E-Ethan-"
"You don't have to say anything," He said smiling. "If you don't feel the same way it's okay. I know it's out of nowhere, but I just wanted to let you know."
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