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

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Emma's POV:

"This was absolutely amazing, guys!" I exclaim and embrace both of them in a big hug.

"Everything was amazing! The plot, the music, the directing, it's perfect! The song absolutely suits the video, oh my god-" I hug them again even tighter.

They laugh and smile like crazy and I start smiling even harder. Seeing them this happy really gets me going.

Ethan hugs me tightly and lays on his back, my back on his chest, and I kick my legs up trying to escape, laughing hysterically.

He gets up and lets me go. I turn around to look at him, squinting at him, before messing his hair up.

I hear him curse and he starts styiling his hair, but turn my attention to Grayson, giving him one last hug, since he deserves it.

"I'm glad you liked it."

"Of course I'm gonna like it! Your fans will too!"

"As you said fans," he leans forwards towards the laptop and puts his hand on the pad, "should we read the comments?"

"I don't think we shou-" Ethan starts but I interrupt him.

"Definitely."

"Aight," Grayson scrolls to the comments.

"Where's James by the way?" I ask both of them.

"I have no idea," Ethan shrugs. "He's at a restaurant with his family. They're probably gonna be back late," Grayson answers.

"Why does the girl look like Emma?" he reads out loud.

My eyebrows knit together, "she doesn't look like me? Start the video again."

"She doesn't look like you at all," Ethan comments, but Grayson disagrees.

"You sure?" Grayson gives Ethan a look. "She does kinda look like you-"

"No, she doesn't," Ethan grits and glares at Grayson. He lifts his hands up in defeat.

"Maybe the clothes- I don't know, you did the video, not me," I lean back on the couch.

"Yes, we did, right, E?" Ethan just looks at the ground, not saying a thing.

"Ethma just died," Grayson looks at us both. "Ethma?"

"Yeah," Ethan trails off.

"What do you mean ethma?" Grayson fights back a smile and tries to stay innocent.

"People ship us," I manage to say as I feel the blush creeping up to my cheeks. Grayson tilts his head.

"Yeah, there's comments, tweets, there's even a hashtag," Ethan blurts out, avoiding eye contact with us both.

"Hm?" Grayson lifts one eyebrow, "How haven't I seen them yet?" He looks up, pretending to think about it.

"I- I think we should stop reading comments," Ethan closes the laptop. Thank you so much.

"Okay then," Grayson laughs awkwardly.

There's silence between us, that I can't stand. "So," I chuckle quietly.

"So," they both answer in unison and we laugh for a little while, before actually finding something to talk about.

-

"So you're telling me you're flying to meet me?!" I nearly scream as I jump on my bed, holding my phone in my hand.

"Calm down, yes!" Ellie screams through the phone. "But wait," she gets serious.

My mood drops as I hear the sudden change in her tone. I sit back down and cross my legs, "yeah?"

She stays silent. "Ellie, come on!"

"Hannah's coming with me!" she screams again and I gasp, happier than ever.

"Holy shit!" I run around my room and jump back on my bed, laying on my stomach.

"I can't wait! We have a lot to catch up on!"

"We sure do," she laughs through the phone, "I gotta go though. See you in a few days!"

"Love you."

"Love you too."

I hang up and I'm quick to call Ethan.

"Hey," I smile.

"Hey, E," I hear music in the background.

"What's up?"

"Nothing much, just working out," he answers as I hear him gulp down water.

I become weak as I remember the last time I interrupted them working out. Cockblock Grayson ruined everything.

"Oh, nevermind," I say trying not to think about it.

"What were you thinking?"

"Well, Ellie and Hannah are flying out to meet me and are gonna stay at mine for a few days, so I thought we can all, maybe, hangout together?" I pick at my bed sheets.

"Sounds great, just get them to our house, we're gonna have fun," I can hear his smile as he's talking, "actually, you can come sleep over if you want?"

I become nervous at the thought, "of course, be there in an hour."