boo | e.d

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15 | feelings

song: i dont care by ariana grande

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Ethans POV

"And i dont deserve this." i speak easily letting out a sorrowful sigh leave my lips.

I look into her eyes. Almost losing myself in them like always. My head dropping slightly as i feel myself becoming weak.

"Boo.."

My eyes widen as I swear I just heard that name slip off her tongue.

My head picks itself up right away; snapping up towards her.

"W-What did you say?"

"E-Ethan.." she mumbles.

"Say it again please." I say with my voice almost breaking.

Stop being a pussy Ethan.

The fact that a girl can break a man, means something.

A secret that not many know is that.. there is only so much pain a man can go through till he reaches his breaking point.

Malia is someone i look up to, as she hates sexist and stereotypical remarks.

My biggest one is that 'boys dont cry'.

I could cry a fucking river right now for all the pain i feel from this girl. The pain that she put me through. The pain i put myself through from not speaking up. Simply telling her the story.

"Ethan.."

"No." my voice booms sternly.

"Say it." i beg.

"Hey guys! Wanna verse me and Scott-" Malia comes jumping in with a huge smile plastered on her face before she freezes. She looks between the two of us to see that something happened.

Almost immediately, her shoulders drop as she examines us both.

Scott comes skipping from behind her as he is about to speak before Malia slams her hand on his mouth. His eyes widen as he mouths 'ouch'.

His eyes search between me and Bailey as he catches on.

"S-Sorry did we-"

"Why were you acting the way you were at lunch?" i ask, looking right at Bailey as i basically didn't care that Scott and Malia were here to listen.

Her eyes widen a little as she begins to cough. She rocks side to side on her feet as she bites her lip, looking at me with an 'are you serious' face.

I raise my eyebrows up and down real quick; signalling i didnt care.

She purses her lips before she is about to speak; knowing i wouldn't stop.

"What do you mean?" she asks making me mentally roll my eyes.

"At lunch. Why were you acting the way you were?" i ask again, crossing my arms.

She gulps down before looking at Malia with this eager and warning look. Hah. Nope.

"Look at me." I say sternly; catching her attention. She looks at me for a second before looking back towards Malia and Scott with a look that screams 'help'.

I take a step towards her, uncrossing my arms as i reached out towards her face. My fingertips lightly grab her chin, moving it to face me.

Her eyes widen a little as i hear her breath hitch.