Stuck In The Middle Of Romance (On Hold)

Chapter 30

I pull up the thin material on my arm warmers that covered up my cut. I was at my locker blocking out Zach and Sam's conversation. They were in an argument over something, I have no clue what though. I feel someone put their hand on my shoulder and I jumped.
I turn around to see Ethan trying, but failing, not to smile. "You scared me. Don't do that again." I say frowning.
"Sorry, babe. Didn't mean to scare you." He said. Just by looking into his eyes, my frown was replaced by a small smile.
"I forgive you I guess." I say turning around to fix my hair in my mirror.
"You guys are talking again?" Sam asked not talking to Zach anymore.
"Well we made up but, then she freaked out over something." Ethan said. He gave her a look but I saw it in the mirror.
"What happend?" Zach asked.
"I told her I wanted to be a cop." Ethan answered him. Sam stiffened.
"Oh..." She whispered. "That makes sense." I shut the locker and give her my own look saying, 'you see my problem?'
"We should go." I say grabbing her hand and walking away. I feel someone grab my wrist before we could even get to the other side of the hall.
"Hope, listen to me." Ethan says when I face him. I nod to Sam and she keeps walking.
"I should really get to class." I try to walk but he's not having it.
"I don't care what your reason is. I'm not going to ask. All I want, is to be with you..." He sounded so loving but at the same time, forceful. "All I'm asking, is to stay at your place tonight. I need out of my house."
The bell rang and I bit my lip. "I wouldn't mind, Ethan, but I really have to get to class. We can talk later.
I pull away and walk to class.
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In science class she let us get on our phones since we had done all of our end of the year stuff. We weren't allowed to talk so everyone was texting.
                -H- Hope E- Ethan-
E- Babe?
I was right in the middle of what I was working on and really didn't feel like talking to him right now.
E- Babe, plz text me back
E- Sweetheart?
E- Baby?
E- My love?
E- Beautiful?
E- Come on, Baby, I'm running out of nicknames here...
H- You can call me any of those...
E- Hey! There you are. So about tonight...
H- What about it?
E- Do u mind if I spend the night tonight? I get it if u say no, I messed up a lot this week but I still love you more then anything.
H- I know you do, and I feel the same. We're both messing up recently... mabye we should talk bout it more tonight. I would love to have u sleepover.
I look over at him and see him smiling widely as he read my text. I nudge him and smile a little. He looked around real quick and when he saw no one was paying attention, he leaned over and placed his lips on my neck.
"If you don't mind," He whispered so only I could hear. "We can make up for lost time tonight?" He pulled away from my neck and rested his head on his fist on the table. I smile and give a small nod.
The bell rang signaling the end of the day. Ethan and I got ready to leave when we started talking.
"I'm gonna run home real quick then I'll be over." He reached over and put a loose strand of hair behind my ear.
"Alright. Just text before you come. I'm going to take a quick shower." I whisper the last sentence and he nods.
"Then I'll see you later." He says as we walk out of classroom together. "So which nickname was the best?"
"Whatever you feel like calling me, I guess." I answer as we walk out of the school.
"Alright. I'll text when I'm on my way then. Love you."
"Love you too." We go out separate ways and I go home.
I get back home and take a shower. He texts a few minutes after I get out and I made sure my outfit looked ok. I was wearing my black tank top, his shirt, shorts and to cover my cut, my arm warmers. My hair was wet so I kept a towel around my shoulders. I sent him a quick 'ok' before blow drying my hair.
When the bell rings, I run downstairs and put a chunk of my hair in my mouth since I was right in the middle. My other hand was still holding some and I opened the door.
"Hey, you could have told me to bring the key." He smiled and came in to shut the door behind him.
I give a small nod and take my hair back into my hand. "Next time. You can do whatever, I still have to straighten my hair."
"Alright, but I might just sit and talk to you." I smile and we walk upstairs.
He did exactly as he said he was going to and sat right on floor by my feet and we talked while I worked on my hair.