Ashley's P.O.V
Ethan, so that's his name....
Ethan is looking at me expectantly, which quickly knocks me out of my thoughts and I finish his sentence. "A-Ashley. Hey, my name is Ashley. You must be the one who is looking after me, I guess. Or keeping me company, for lack of better words." I say the last part of the sentence in a rush, the words tumbling out too fast. Why am I like this?
"Yeah, haha, I guess I am the one who is gonna keep you company. U-unless you would prefer someone else? I can um go get my twin if you would rather him be here than me." Ethan tells me, sounding very hesitant and nervous; seeming to be all out of chuckles.
"Oh, you have a twin....?" I ask, not knowing what else to say. It is kinda getting awkward. Good job Ashley, he probably thinks you are weird and ungrateful.
"Uh yeah, his name is Grayson." He replies, taking one of his hands out of his pockets, to reach up to scratch his neck. I drop my eyes and search the ground uncomfortably. "Okay, this is a little akward." Ethan chuckles and returns his hand to his pocket, which makes me lift my eyes back up to his. "So um, can I come in or...?" He asks when my eyes lock with his.
"Oh my gosh, I'm so sorry, of course you can come in." I tell him, embarrassed that I kept him in the doorway this long. He laughs quietly and mumbles a thank you. I lead him into my house and close the door after he steps in. I watch him as he takes in my sort of large living room, a smile appears on my face as I see his eyes land on my baby pictures that are hanging on the wall next to him. He faces the pictures and brings his hand to his face as though he is studying them intently. He chuckles at the pictures and looks at me with a small smile.
I gesture for him to follow me into the kitchen, assuming that since it is 7AM, he hasn't eaten anything yet. "I just woke up about half an hour ago and I'm kinda starving, do you want me to make breakfast for us?" I ask Ethan hesitantly.
"Only if I can help and we have pancakes." Ethan tells me, making me laugh.
"I was thinking that I could use some help." I say as I start to grab the flour from the pantry. He chuckles and goes to the fridge to get the eggs and milk. We set the ingredients on the island, and I take out a mixing bowl and grittle pan from the cabinet above the stove.
I place the pan on the stove and hand the bowl to Ethan.
"Can you put the ingredients in while I ask you about yourself, I will mix when you're done." I kind of ask, kind of demand.
"I don't really have a choice, do I?" He laughs and begins to scoop out flour from the container.
"Nope, you're the one who wanted to help. So, I'll start off with the world's most commonly asked question: what's your favorite color?" I ask him and he laughs again, reaching to open the eggs, as I lean on the island watching him.
"Hmm...... my favorite color is clear." Ethan replies with a smirk on his face, reaching for an egg to crack into the bowl.
"What? Clear is not a color! That is the worst response to that super annoying question, I've ever heard in my life." I tell him as he begins to laugh at my mock disgust. "Ugh, anyway, second question. What is your favorite food?"
"Ooo this is an easy one. Hands down, it is pineapple pizza." Ethan tells me and I make a grossed out face. "What? So, I like fruit on pizza, don't hate." He says chuckling, while cracking the last egg into the bowl and reaching to open the milk.
"Fine, no judgement here. Next question, well questions; I'm gonna ask two. Favorite number and middle name?"
"My favorite number is 8 and my middle name is Grant." Ethan answers as he finishes pouring in the milk. "I'm done, time for you to mix and answer some of my questions."
I laugh and grab a spoon from one of the drawers in the island. I then switch places with Ethan and begin to start the mixing process. When he moved behind me, our shoulders brushed and I instantly felt a spark of electricity dance onto my shoulder where we touched. I gasped and whipped my head towards him.
He chuckles slightly and shakes his head, confused. "What, are you alright Ash?" Ethan askes me, sounding concerned. Did he not feel it at all? Wait..... did he just call me Ash?
"Uh, nothing. And did you just call me Ash?" I asked him, my voice laced with sarcasm.
"Yep, I did call you Ash. Do you have a problem with that? Well if you do, then deal with it. Cuz if you don't, it is going to be a long three months." Ethan says, laughing at himself. "Okay, now my turn to ask questions, stop distracting me."
"Whatever you say Eth. Ask away." I tell him, chuckling at myself. He hears his new nickname, and chuckles too. Then he rubs his face and pretends to get serious.
"Okay, I'll ask you the same questions you asked me: favorite color, food, number, and your middle name. But then I have some different, more personal questions that are relevant since we are basically going to be roommates for three months." Ethan says, getting very serious, which causes butterflies to erupt in not just my stomach, but everywhere.
"Okay, I don't mind. Anyway, my favorite color is any shade of blue; I cannot pick just one. My favorite food is chicken alfredo. My favorite number, well numbers because they are all significant to me, are 3, 5, 21, and 23. And my middle name is Sophia." I tell Ethan quickly, nervous for his next questions. I'm somehow still managing to mix the pancake ingredients, even though my hands are shaking slightly; I'm anxious about how personal Ethan is going to get with his questions.
"Okay the first question is......."
A/N: Hey, I'm back!!! I'm sorry for not updating on Friday like I said I would, I got my first ever tattoo on Friday and it was unexpected. So all I did Friday and yesterday was lie in bed, I literally didn't do anything else, I had to cancel plans cuz the pain was too much for me. I am feeling a lot better today, so here's the update. Sorry if this was a little too long, the transition into Ashley's P.O.V. felt a little forced and I wanted to get their introductions in. I decided that every chapter I'm going to change the P.O.V. For example, the next chapter will be Ethan narrating and will kinda give the dialogue from his P.O.V, probably starting from where Ashley begins her questioning. Okay I'm doing another chapter now, so it will be up sometime today! Love you guys <3
Teaser: seeing that Ethan and Ashley like what they see, I wonder what Ethan is gonna ask?
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