Next Door Neighbor (CRANKGAMEPLAYS x READER)

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Ethan's POV

Its all a little bit tragic in the long run, right?

Yeah y/n, again I am so so so sorry for your loss.

It's gonna make me stay here a little longer than expected cause now I have to plan a funeral.

Yeah. It sucks being all alone here.

Go hang out with Mark or Tyler or something

But it's not youuuuu
I dragged my voice. She liked it when I did that.

Ok, Ethan, I have to go. Bye :)

Bye y/n,

*call ends*

"I love you." I sigh. I just wanna hold her in my arms. Is that bad? Am I too clingy? Fuck it. I miss her and she's sad. I need to see her. Now.

~~Time skip~~

(Y/n's POV)

I wake up at 8:37. There's a knock at my door, well, my mom's door. I had to get everything out of the house within a week. I go downstairs and see a man standing outside. I crack it open, "Hello?"

"Good morning slut." Jackson. He was outside my house. "I heard about your mommy's tragic death. Is it really true you have a guy back in California?"

"Maybe. Why does it concern you?"

"I just thought we could get it on while your little boyfriend wasn't here. I know you miss me."
It's true that before I said I missed him. Not anymore.

"Maybe you should go fuck yourself. Plus, I wear heels bigger than your dick."

"You never wear heels."

"Ex-fucking- xactly"

"I always forget how feisty you are. I love it. You know, I think about you a lot y/n." He says running his fingers through my hair.

"Bullshit. You make me wanna rip my hair out." I say tearing his hand away from me.

"It's just... your so beautiful and-"

"Beautiful is a lousy way to describe me," I told him. "You know, I try, I really do try to see the best in people. But seriously, scumbags like you make it really fucking hard."

"Ok you wanna play dirty," He grabbed my wrist, tightening his grip every time he spoke. "We can play dirty. His voice slowly starting to sound worse and worse. This was like a horrible dream I couldn't wake up from or something in the news you'd think would never happen to you.

"Try me, I'm meaner than my fucking demons."

He laughed softly, but insanely. "One thing is for sure, you can't live without me, baby."

"I hate everything about you."

"Just one kiss." he leaned in. I stomped on his foot. "Well aren't you a tornado with long lashes and a heartbeat."

I stepped forward, "Fight me." I said, putting my fists up.

"Fine baby." Out of absolutely nowhere, when he took his first swing something fucking tackled him. He was fucking mauling him. He sat on him, punching him in the face. And then I recognize him, It's Ethan. He's here, fucking up Jackson.

"ETHAN STOP HE WAS MINE. I WANTED TO GET HIM." Ethan got off of him, kicked him once more and then let him run off. I saw Ethan with tears in his eyes.  "WHY WERE YOU GOING TO FIGHT HIM?" Ethan yells at me.

"In my defense, I was left unsupervised." He hugs me, crying into me. "Plus, ain't you ever seen a princess be a bad bitch?" He lets go and laughs, wiping away his tears. He comes back in for another hug.

"You scared me, y/n. I wouldn't be able to stand myself if I saw you get hurt." He lets go for the embrace and puts his hands on my shoulders. "Just the thought of it has me fucked up."

"I couldn't believe you would actually hurt someone," I say, rubbing my arm. "I thought you wouldn't hurt a fly."

"I normally wouldn't. But I take no shit".

~~Oof Time skip~~

"So why'd you come here?" I ask him, fixing up his bruises and scratches.

"It was hard to sleep when someone you," He looked around. "someone you really care about is across the country. And I knew you needed emotional support. I just happened to  come by when you were about to fucking fight a guy."

"About that, are you ok?" I asked while dabbing up some blood. It wasn't a lot, like I said before, just scratches.

"I'm Fine." He says quick, clearly embarrassed that Jackson managed to get a couple punches in.

"Well, you don't look fine," I say, examining a bruise on his cheek.

"Stop looking then." He turned his face away

I turned it back. "I can't. yOu'rE tOo hAndSome." He laughed, I laughed, we all laughed.

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(Word count- 751)