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Ethan, my best friend, was helping me get ready for his parents' annual barbecue. We were up in my room and he was watching me try on different outfits. I walked out of my closet in another one,
I twirled,
"This?" I danced slightly to the music playing in the background. He laughed, shrugging,
"You look cute in everything." He leaned back on my bed. I huffed, stomping back to my closet. I had 2 more outfits picked. I exited in another one,
I adjusted my bra strap. He shook his head,
"You look amazing, but I can see your bra strap." He blushed and linked his fingers behind his head as he laid down. I groaned and laid on top of him,
"You are no help. You always say I look good in everything. Tell me your actual fucking opinion!" I jumped up and walked back into the closet. When I returned, I was wearing the last outfit I had,
I held my arms up, slightly showing off my belly button in the crop top,
"This one?" I smiled hopefully. He blushed,
"Damn." Ethan nodded,
"You look good in everything, but that's an upgrade!" He winked,
"I'd smash." He laughed and cringed. I rolled my eyes, half annoyed but amused at the same time. We always made jokes like that, knowing that because we're best friends, it didn't mean anything. I turned the music up, Sunset Lover blaring through the speaker. Ethan nodded his head to the beat and sat up on my bed,
"You ready to go?" He grabbed his phone and mine, handing it to me. I took it and nodded,
"Yeah. Let's go."
~Barbecue (Ethan's P.O.V)~
When we got there, Y/N jumped out of the car and ran into the giant crowd of my family. She fit right in and immediately started conversation. I walked up behind her, hearing my sister,
"So, when is Ethan going to ask you out?" Y/N only giggled. I went red and cleared my throat. Cameron looked up and laughed,
"Are you going to ask her out you little b-" Y/N cut her off,
"That's enough Cameron." She smiled at me and walked off to get food. When I caught up to her, she was reaching high above head to reach a condiment. I walked behind her and grabbed it, handing it to her. She glanced at me upside down,
"These are the times where I totally love having a tall best friend." She poked my stomach and sat at a picnic table. I made myself a burger and sat next to her. She barely anything on her plate,
"Y/N, are you not hungry?" I pointed to her plate. She shrugged,
"I am." She took a small bite of one of her chips and stared into space. I was looking at her with my hands in my lap and I felt something brush one of them. I looked down to see Y/N's fingers laced with my own. I felt heat explode in my cheeks. Though I denied it a plethora of times, I did have the biggest crush on Y/N. I kept looking down at our hands subconsciously,
"Y/N, you do know you're holding my hand, right?" I caught her attention. She looked at our hands, slipping hers out of mine,
"I did. Was it bothering you?" She ate another chip. I shook my head,
"I was just wondering."
~After Barbecue (Y/N's P.O.V)~
Ethan and I were cuddling on my couch after the party. He turned to me all of a sudden,
"Can I tell you something?" He licked his lips. I nodded, unaware of why he seemed off,
"Yeah. What's up?" I crossed my ankles. His eyes lit up,
"First, can you hold my hand again?" He smiled childishly. I sighed, giving him my hand anyway. He laced our fingers as he pulled me in front of him, little spooning me. I giggled, snuggling back against his chest. He put his chin in my shoulder,
"You're my OG best friend. You've been there since day one. You probably don't think about the things I do like I do, but I really really like you Y/N." He squeezed my hand. I thought about what he had just said,
"You what?" I pulled away from him, sitting up on the couch and facing him. He did the same,
"I like you. You may not like me, but I had to get that off my chest." He put his hands on his chest, elaborating the meaning of his words. I cracked my knuckles, a nervous tick I'd always have. He stared at me, his glare inducing heat upon my face. I sighed, covering my face with my hands. Ethan spoke,
"You're not going to say anything?" I said nothing in response. The couch cushion raised,
"I'll just go." I removed my hands and blocked his path, throwing my arms around his neck and wrapping my legs around his torso. He stopped in his tracks, hugging my waist. I dropped my feet to the floor, hugging him still. I pulled back slightly and glanced at his lips. He did the same before leaning in slowly. I closed the gap and moved my lips in sync with his. He pulled my body closer and the world around us faded away. A gasp and cough snapped me back into reality. My parents were standing there, my dad gaping with his glasses falling off of his face and my mother gagging on her water. When my mom recovered, she cheered,
"I knew it would happen! See, this is what happens when you take advice from me." She had a satisfied look on her face. I looked at Ethan,
"You went to my mom for advice on asking me out?" I raised my eyebrow playfully. He smiled at the ground,
"Yeah. I have no shame." He pointed his finger at me jokingly. I pursed my lips and nodded,
"Got it." I turned back to my parents. Ethan had a eureka moment,
"I never officially asked you out." He laced all of our fingers and leaned his forehead onto mine,
"You make me happy. My day gets better whenever I see you. I want you to be mine forever. Will you be my girlfriend, Y/F/N Y/L/N?" He stared into my eyes. I bit my lip, whispering,
"Yeah." I giggled as he smashed our lips together again. My dad broke us apart,
"Alright, alright. That's enough." He glanced at my mom, who was recording the whole thing. I ran up to her,
"Can you send me that?!" I gripped her arm gently. She laughed,
"Yeah. I'll send it to you later tonight. We'll leave you two alone." She walked off with my dad, leaving Ethan and I completely alone in the living room. He smiled at me, kissing me slowly and passionately,
"I love you"
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Tuesday update. Yesterday was my birthday. I'm happy. Enjoy life... -KudosDolan
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