"Come on, this way.", you said, dragging Ethan away from the crowd you couldn't stand.
You found him after getting several calls from Eth, and he was drunk again.
"I'm sorry, y/n, i know your probably all 'I hate Ethan', and i'm all, 'But i like Ethan' and your gonna be like, 'But he does this and he does that-"
"Ethan, just focus on getting to my car, i'm taking you home.", you laughed.
"No way!", he said escaping your grip, "My dad will kill me-"
"Not your place, mine.", you reassured him.
"Aw and you called it home." He finally calmed down and allowed you to stuff his body inside your passenger seat. And as you settle into yours, Ethan begins to speak, "You're so beautiful."
"Ethan, drink this.", you handed him the two water bottles that were waiting in your cup holders.
"You know something? Y-"
"I know a lot of things, one of them being that you need to drink this.", you giggle, making him smile as your turn on the car.
"You love me."
You hit the breaks hard, just to have him swing his body over, "Oh shit, sorry."
"Dude.", he grunts. "What the fuck."
"Sorry. Sorry.", you whispered.
"Anyway like i was saying, you-"
"Please don't, Ethan.", you said, shutting him right up.
"I had this girlfriend," he said, breaking the silence, "she is the one that got me hooked on the feeling of being drunk and high. She made it seem it was the only way to fun, so eventually that's what kinda.. i don't know... i guess that thought or that like...'way of life' stuck to me."
"Ethan, you've never told me that.", you said, flickering your eyes from the road to him.
"She made me feel like it was the only way to be with her. Now that she's gone and you're here now... i want to get rid of it because i'd kill to be with you.", your body twitched.
You've heard these words before. You're too familiar with these lies.
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"Morning.", you heard coming from behind you, you turn to find your bed head of a boyfriend and smile, "What are you doing up?"
"I wasn't drunk last night, E, i've been up.", you laughed off as you turn back around to your keyboard.
He sits next to you and kisses your cheek, "Yeah, we could've cuddled for a while."
He kisses your neck and moves to the side as his cold hand travels from your arm, to your shoulder and pushing your hair aside, "Ethan..", you whispered.
"Come on," he begged, sucking lightly on your skin.
"But...", your jaw dropped lightly as he hit your sweet spot.
