foresight [FINISHED] | e.d

nine

"fuck." tyler mumbled under his breath, assuming i didn't hear him.

i hated every second of this. ethan's room was less intimidating than these guys, and that says something.

"be nice." ethan said strictly towards tyler as he walked closer to them. he turned around to smile at me, assuring that i'd be okay.

we walked into the kitchen, grayson stood behind the counter as brett and tyler sat on the barstools in front of it.

"you guys know eve, right?" ethan asked as he greeted tyler and brett.

"nice to finally meet you." brett held out his hand, like more of a gentleman than i was expecting.

he's dating my best friend, he better be a fucking gentleman.

"so you're the one grayson wouldn't leave alone last night." tyler winked at me as he put his arm onto the counter.

is he trying to start shit?

grayson smirked in my direction, making my blood boil with anger.

"shut the fuck up, ty. seriously." ethan stepped a little closer to me, making me feel protected in a way.

"what? i don't blame him." tyler's eyes searched my body up and down, making me tense up.

ethan's noticed my change in posture, causing his arm to gently hold the small of my back.

"way to make a first impression." ethan scoffed.

"i'm taking you back upstairs, i can't stand being around them." ethan leaned down to my ear, whispering to me as the guys began talking about something else.

i nodded my head to him in agreement, not wanting to be down here much longer either.

"we're here, fuckers." blair's voice filled the house as the five of us looked to the front door.

her and alex walked through the hallway towards the kitchen, giddy as usual. ethan's hand was no longer on my back, making me miss his touch, as much as i didn't want myself to.

"guess not." ethan sighed.

i found myself happy that the girls were finally here, but disappointed that ethan and i couldn't talk more. i didn't know how genuine he could be, it's actually really nice to let my feelings out to him. alex is so busy with brett lately, i can never talk to her anymore.

"we're already ten minutes late, and the beers getting cold, lets go." blair motions for us to follow her out the front door to ethan's jeep.

"beer?" ethan and i are the last ones to walk out, so i took the opportunity for us to whisper again.

"blair probably brought some. nobody's making you drink it, don't worry." he assured me, as a small smile appeared on his lips, "we'll save that for another time." he winked, hinting towards what he told me earlier about him making me something.

i blushed as he chuckled from how innocent i was being.

"you blush everytime i mention that. i won't let one drink kill you, i promise." he laughed yet again.