"This shouldn't even be hard Ethan! We shouldn't even be acting like this! We shouldn't not know what to say to each other, let alone how to fucking talk to each other! We shouldn't be like this period!" All my frustration from earlier came crawling up my throat, each word a desperate cry for some sort of answer.
"What do you mean 'like this'?" He leans towards me, his presence now menacing.
I stare at him, my palms to the ceiling, mouth agape searching for an explanation.
"Are you saying that what happened between us, shouldn't have happened? Period?" Now he was fucking mocking me.
What an actual ass.
"I...I'm not...I'm not saying that Ethan...I don't even know what the fuck I'm saying." I let my body fall against the table, my head resting in my hand.
"I don't even know what I'm feeling E..." My face becomes hot as my eyes brim over with tears, my throat closing in on me.
Ethan holds his own head in his hands, his fingers interlocking, frustration consuming him.
"Daisy...I don't know what you want me to say-"
"Oh and I do?! You think I know what to say?! Well I'll tell you Ethan Dolan, I want you to say that everything is ok, that nothing has changed, that we are the same as we were before last night and that everything is just fucking fine!" I slam my fist against the table, tears streaming down my face.
He lifts his face to meet mine, his arms bracing his now limp body against the table. I see nothing but defeat on his face.
"I'm sorry but I can't do that Dais...you know I can't..." I scoff at his reply.
"You can't, or you won't?" with that I make my way out of the building and into my car, leaving Ethan alone in the booth.
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Friends • E.D.
FanfictionI'd been friends with Ethan almost our whole lives, never once had this ever even been a thought to either of us.
