You: Are you home?
Ethan: Yeah don't ask me How.. I got ill by sleeping outside
Ethan: I'm never doing this again, I have a headache and my throat hurts
You: Poor you, take your rest and you will feel better soon
Ethan: You know What would help me?
Ethan: you sucking my Dick
You: ETHAN OEDOLAOQNX
Ethan: I can imagine your full pink Lips around me With your big eyes Looking up to me
Ethan: fuck I want that Right now
You: I don't know What to say, you're distracting me from paying attention
Ethan: would you do it if you were here?
You: I will not go 'sexting' With you, that is cringy as fuck
Ethan: True, you Should come to me so you can Suck my Dick and I can take you to the beach and Buy ice Cream
You: oh Well maybe x
You: Which place Are you now?
Ethan: I'm in LA But in 3 weeks I'm going to New york and next Hawaï
You: you're Living the life I want
Ethan: you don't want my life. I Mean, Yes I Love my fans and I want to meet them all but everywhere i go I get recognized.
Ethan: I Love Talking to my fans and taking pictures With them But I don't like them following me everywhere, taking pictures of me, Some of them Are screaming the whole time
Ethan: So most of the time I can't explore the country or city and If i Go out it is at Night rest of the day I'm chilling in the hotel room
You: I didn't know that, I feel sorry for you baby
Ethan: I went to a psychologist, had to talk how I felt But I'm not a talker so there was Nothing she could do for me
You: and yet you're telling me this?
Ethan: weird Right?
You: I don't think it is weird at all, I think we Are the Same But different persons
You: from the moment my mom died I became a different person. First I was really open to everyone But I got scared in crowds, I paniced when there were too many people around me and if a Stranger would talk to me I couldn't Find the power to talk Back
You: I went Also to a psychologist and he couldn't help me either he told me I had to fix things myself
Ethan: fuck
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Miles away texting- ED
FanfictionIt all started with the wrong text but turned out to be one of the most beautiful love stories you will ever read about well at least in our generation. Are online feelings real or is it just a way too feel less lonely?