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Ethans POV
[ 11:57pm ]

I sit on the edge of my bed with my feet just touching the soft floor. My head lays in my hands as i curse quietly to myself.

Alex ended up falling asleep a while ago, snuggling tightly on the pillow beside him. Light snores escape his mouth making me chuckle lightly. Thoughts swirl round and round my head on how this is going to turn out.

She doesn't need to speak if she doesn't want to. After all, I am the one who wanted to talk.

I just need her to know.

I'm sick of this unfair judgement. This unfair assumption.

Everyone else thinks Bailey leaving me is what hurts me.

Sure. It fucking does.

But what hurts the most is the fact that she thought i never loved her. The fact that she thought everything i did was a lie. The fact that after everything i gave her, after all the love and affection I showed her. She believed that it was all a lie.

Because she saw me and Britney.

What makes my blood boil is the fact that i didn't kiss her lips.

I said to myself that Baileys lips are the only lips i will touch. And i still live to that.

Haven't touches an others lips since the last time i touched hers. And god do i miss it. I fucking crave it.

I look at the time, letting out a sigh of relief as i know there is not much time till it hits 12.

I pick myself up from the edge of my bed, making it rise slowly.

I run a hand through my hair; nervous.

My lips purse together before i shut my eyes. I let out a sharp breath before re opening my eyes.

"you can do this." i mumble quietly to myself, taking a gulp afterwards.

My feet begin to walk in front of each other as i exit my room. My head peeks back in to see Alex laying the same way as before. Both of my large hands push the door shut quietly before rubbing my hands together.

The only sound heard was the ticking of the hallway clock. It was definitely dark, but the light from outside peered through slightly.

I make my way down the hall, just about to open the door. As my hand twists the door handle, a huge gust of cool air swarms in.

It sends a chill through my body as i let out a shaky breath. My eyes flutter lightly as i exit the house.

Now, i wait.

The backyard porch was nicely lit up with the tiny fairy lights that mum hung up since a birthday party we celebrated earlier. We never bothered to take them down since it set a nice look.

The wooden boards squeak quietly as my feet trot over towards the steps. I decide to take a seat on the top step, bending down.

My elbows rest on top of my legs as my fists hold up my chin.

The sound of the door re-opening caught my attention, bringing sudden goosebumps to rise on my skin. Yet i still stayed still. The sound of my heart causes me to suck in a breath.

I already knew it was her as i heard the door shut. After a while, light steps make their way over.

My heart begins to beat uncontrollably making me extremely nervous on what to say.