my beautiful angel

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every kind of way by h.e.r.

the song switches over and i immediately begin to sing along.

baby, the sound of you
better than a harmony
i want you off my mind
and on me
holding me closer than we've ever been before
this ain't a dream
you're here with me
boy, it don't get no better than you
for you, i wanna take my time
all night

i tap my fingers on the steering wheel absent-mindedly.

my thumb instinctively rubs circles on the back of ethan's hand as our intertwined fingers rest on my right thigh.

i wanna love you in every kind of way
i wanna please you, no matter how long it takes
if the world should end tomorrow, then we only have today
i'm gonna love you in every kind of way

i bring ethan's hand up to my lips, pressing a sensual kiss to his large, smooth and veiny hand.

give you all, give you all of me
when you need it
'cause i need it
i wanna fall like your favorite season
i'll never get up
stay here forever, babe
it don't get no better than this
your kiss

as the song progresses, i become more lost in the music and completely drown out my surroundings, focusing only on driving.

the words flow from my mouth without a second thought.

i wanna love you in every kind of way
i wanna please you, no matter how long it takes

i turn to look towards ethan and i see that he has his phone's camera pointed in my direction.

"ethan!" i call out, laughing.

"babyyyyy," he drags out.

"stop, i look so bad," i move our intertwined hands to cover my face.

"that's impossible, princess," he tugs our hands back down to my thigh.

i see him typing out of the corner of my eye and i groan.

"please don't post that," i pout. "i probably sounded awful"

"too late," he smirks, kissing my hand. "and you sounded like an angel."

"ugh," i roll my eyes playfully.

i wanna love you
i gotta love you
i wanna love you
i gotta love you

we pull up in front of my house as soon as the song ends.

i twist the key, turning off the car, and hop down from my raised black jeep.

ethan follows behind me.

i open the front door and head straight for my bedroom.

ethan still follows.

i flop down on top of my bed, letting out a deep sigh.

ethan falls down beside me, staring at my tired face.

"y/n..." he whispers.

"yeah," i turn to face him.

"i love you," he flashes me a huge smile.

"i love you too," i kiss his lips quickly.

i roll over, pulling my phone out of my back pocket.

i click through a few snapchat stories before i come across the video of me that ethan posted.

i read over the caption as i listen to my voice.

"my beautiful angel"

several heart gifs and stickers float on the outskirts of the screen.

i smile to myself, glancing at ethan, who is also on his phone.

i click out of snapchat and move onto twitter.

as i scroll through my timeline, i notice several screen recordings of the video ethan posted.

i follow many of the twins' fan accounts so i'm not shocked that my timeline is filled with ethan and grayson's names.

"the way ethan hypes her up😩 i want a bf like that"

i smile as i continue to scroll.

"she has the voice of an angel too"

"ethan's so lucky to have her"

i come across some... not so nice tweets as well, but i choose to ignore the ones that say i sound like a dying cat.

i'm not that bad damn. hop off my dick. we all know you're just jealous 'cause you wanna hop on my boyfriend's.

hundreds of positive messages pop up in my mentions and i can't help the smile that spreads across my face.

"my parents supporting each other. we stan"

"WHEN SHE KISSED HIS HAND I ALMOST LOST IT"

"my actual couple goals wowowow"

"he's so whipped for her i love it"

i like as many of the tweets as i can before clicking the power button on the side of my phone and placing it on the nightstand beside my bed.

i roll over until i'm on top of ethan and i slide my head underneath his phone.

"well hello to you too," he smiles up at me.

i take his phone out of his hand, turning it off and placing it beside mine.

i lie down on his chest, intertwining our fingers, and kissing his lips gently.

in a single movement, he flips us and he ends up on top of me.

he quickly presses his lips to mine again, breathing heavily.

"my beautiful, beautiful angel," he leaves soft kisses on my neck.

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