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Chapter Twelve:"Macy and Ethan's POV"

~Macy's POV~

"Are you sure she won't come down stairs?" I looked up at Ethan's cobalt eyes.

"No," he looked down.

"Ethan," I smacked him in the chest.

"Macy," he took my hand and kissed it, "We're fine."

He led me to the living room, even though I've been here millions of times and know exactly where it is.

"Okay," he jumped onto the couch, "What movie do you wanna watch? A chick-flick?"

"You hate those," I cuddled into his chest.

"But you love them and I love you," he kissed the top of my head, "So Austenland?"

"Always," I walked into the kitchen and popped us some popcorn. I hated sneaking around like this, but if Emma knew she would be so mad. Her brother dating her best friend would be like me stabbing her goldfish a thousand times.

For the past years Ethan and I just didn't talk, didn't write, we pretended the other person didn't exist. But as it would be, time made us become even fonder of each other. Emma always questioned why he never dated around like all of the other douchey baseball players, he was fully capable of doing that, but he couldn't. Not if he knew that one day we could officially date.

"You're going to miss the beginning if you don't hurry up," he whispered in my ear, his arms wrapped around me from behind.

"Wouldn't want that," I breathed out, my heart pumping out of my chest. He grabbed onto my hand and led me to the couch. We sat down, Ethan put his arm around my shoulders and pulled me closer to him. We watched the movie for about fifteen minutes before I got distracted by Ethan absentmindedly touching me. It was not sexual or anything, it was more like he was doing it with his full attention on the screen and not giving a second thought that it might be something that gave me the chills and make me fall more in love with him.

I couldn't help but stare at him. In every aspect. I pictured my future with him. When I thought my life ahead. I always thought about Ethan and me living in a small suburban house with three beautiful children, one girl and two boys. I thought about every detail. Every way that our children would look, even right down to what kind of pet I hoped we'd have. A brown, black, and white border collie. I always admired the beauty of the animal. I thought about having a cat but that dream quickly left once Ethan told me he was allergic.

I watched Ethan's eyes shift every time there was a new scene on the TV. I saw his jaw clench when he got mad at the stupid scene. I saw his eyelashes bat as he held back tears near the end of the movie. I was in love with him that was apparent. I was not going to stop being in love with him. Every day he gave a new reason to fall in love with him all over again.

The movie ended and Ethan caught me staring.

"Were you even watching it?" he asked and furrowed his bushy eyebrows. I kept staring at him. His eyes lit up, "Can I kiss you?"

My heart fluttered, he wanted kiss me. He even asked, like the gentleman he was. I nodded and watched his face slowly come closer to mine. I closed my eyes last second and felt Ethan's sweet, warm lips press against mine. In that moment my heart exploded and all the butterflies flew away. I smiled into the kiss, but did not break it. Our first kiss. This was what it felt like; to be in absolute and true love. Ethan reluctantly pulled away and looked me dead in the eyes.

"That was best feeling I have ever felt," he exclaimed, smiling from ear to ear, his dimples deeper than ever. I giggled and felt hot tears forming in my eyes.