ethma | e.d+e.c (completed)

ten

Emma's POV:

"It's right there, let's go."

We walk in the building, immediately going to the check out.

"Hello, can we have four tickets for the zip line?"

"Yeah, can I just have your id's?" The lady asks us politely and I freeze. There's no way I'm letting them all see my id picture.

"Uh, yeah," I answer, running through my backpack. "Here," I hand it to her, the twins and James squealing and trying to see the photo. Thank god they don't.

Somehow Ethan manages to take it and look at it, a big smile plastering on his face, and he goes to show Grayson and James too.

My face reddens in embarrassment as I try to take it out of his hands, but it's impossible. I eventually give up, until he takes my camera and tries to film it.

Ha, jokes on him, I can cut it out.

He ends up giving it to the lady, again. He gives his too, Grayson and James doing the same.

"I'm sorry, guys, but you have to have a parent with you," the lady informs us. We all frown and start whining.

"I can be your parent," a random lady speaks up and we all jump, going to hug her. We also take a picture with her.

"Thank you so much!"

"You're welcome, kids, I love your videos," she says with a big smile.

"Aw, she's so sweet," Ethan says and I nod.

"She's the cutest," I add, "now are we gonna go or nah?"

"I'm sitting with E!" Ethan screams back to us, since he's already a few feet ahead of us.

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"Why did James and Grayson have to go first?" I whine at Ethan as I watch them get settled on their seats.

"They will die first that way."

"That made me feel better, thank you."

"I'm glad," he sends me a smile and I turn my attention to them.

"It's so boring just watching, I already wanna do it," I put my hands on my hips.

"Me too, it looks so fun."

"It do- look, they're already coming back?!"

"This fast? Hell no, I didn't pay so much for this," he grabs my hand, "let's go meet up with them."

He begins dragging me down the stairs, my tiny hand literally disappearing in his.

"How was it?" I ask them, as they're leaving the platform and already in front if us.

"Scary," James answers, dragging out the 'y.'

"Really?"

"Yes, really-"

"Not going to do it again," Gray speaks up from behind James.

"Okay, our turn," Ethan leads me to the thing, not giving me a chance to do anything besides run after him.

We sit next to each other, the man fastening out seatbelts and everything.

I look up at Ethan and he looks down at me almost immediately after. We hold eye contact.

The blood rushes through my veins and i gulp the air down my throat, as i take in the sight of his beautiful features.

We snap our heads to the front. We're gliding down the rope so fast, it feels fucking amazing.

I look down and feel the need to scream when I see how high we are.

"I'M GONNA SHIT MY PANTS," I scream to Ethan.

"DON'T LOOK DOWN, DON'T LOOK DOWN," he repeats, forcing himself to look at the sky.

"WHY DOES IT SMELL LIKE BARBEQUE SAUCE?"

"IT SMELLS LIKE BARBEQUE SAUCE?" He laughs and turns to look at me.

"IT DOES, WHAT THE FUCK?"

He keeps laughing, "WHAT IF WE COME FLYING THROUGH THAT WINDOW-"

He screams, "AND LAND INTO THIS GUYS BATHTUB-"

I begin laughing, suddenly being in a room. "Oh, we're done?"

"No, we're going back now," he tells me as another man gets us ready.

The way back isn't as exciting as the first one, but it sure leaves Ethan's hair a mess.

We get off our seats and thank the personnel.

"Wait," he turns around, "can you like crouch down a little?"

"Why?"

"I wanna fix your hair. Now, bend over."

"Ha, that's what he said," he laughs and bends towards me, crouching almost to the floor, so his head is at the same height level as mine.

He looks at me through his eyelashes with a cute smile. I run my fingers through his hair, messing around with it, trying to 'fix' it and make it look 'better.'

Truth is, he's slaying with both messy and styled hair.

"Aw, your wings are getting longer!" I squeal, as I grab the piece of hair in front of his ear between my fingers and curl it upwards.

"They're not the only thing that's getting longer," he tilts his head upwards so there are inches between our faces and sends me a silly smile.

I try to ignore the need of oxygen and gulp, "shut up. But seriously, they're so cute! Please keep them!"

"I would, if Grayson didn't make me get a haircut and cut them this short."

"I'm gonna beat his ass, don't let him do it. I want your long hair back," he looks at me fully, standing to his complete height.

"And you keep your hair brown, you look pretty like that- I mean, you look pretty with blonde hair too, but-" he stutters, turning beet red.

I giggle at his shyness and squeeze his cheek, "I will. Now let's go, they've been waiting a lot."

that's my most favourite chapter of all.