one kiss // e.d

intro

i guess i never really thought of him that way. to me, he was always ethan. my best friend who i could get to do anything. we would show each other our chewed food in our mouths, spit on each other, and wrestle till we were yelled at. grayson was no exception either. the three of us were known to be loud, really loud, and reckless. we would chase each other around houses of dinner parties, of whom our parents were friends with, with sharp utensils. we also got through a lot together, like when my dog, ollie, died. the boys were both over for the day and we were playing in my pool. i went inside to grab popsicles for us and saw ollie sleeping on his mat, or i thought he was sleeping. i called to him to pick up ice i had dropped and when he didn't come i got concerned. ollie loved ice. ethan was the one who found me. i was crying hysterically over ollie, probably soaking his unforgettably soft fur. ethan came to me, concerned, and asked why i was crying. i just looked at him and said "ollie, he's- he's" and started crying again. ethan engulfed me in a hug , which was rare for us three, and let me cry on him. we were eight then.

me and ethan never really flirted, same for grayson. i just saw them as my friends. two extra brothers. i felt this untold boundary, in which we all obeyed.

my mother and the boys mother have been friends since before they were even allowed to date. i always asked them about their stories with each other. one time, when they were freshman, they dared each other to get as far as they could with a senior. my mother had roped in a guy when lisa came sprinting to her, laughing uncontrollably. she was kissing this senior when he fell back into the pool drunk and started blaming her. she ran away because she couldn't stop laughing.

like i said, ethan and i had never been like that. i never thought about it, i assume the same for him. you just never know i guess...