one kiss // e.d

the truth?

sunday, september 16th

song: electric feel by MGTM

ethan:

it was sunday night and i'd locked myself in my bedroom all weekend. after the game on friday, the team and students went to ihop to get food. wes, syd, me, gray, and sawyer all sat at the same table and wes and sydney kept making out. eventually i couldn't take it and left. gray and sawyer were trying to stop me and talk to me but i couldn't stay there. i got in my car and drove to the middle of nowhere and watched the stars. i thought about it all, the kiss me and sydney shared, and the past 17 years of friendship. i didn't know if we'd survive this.  i didn't know if i'd survive this. it hurt too much to see them together. every time he touched her it made me want to attack him. he didn't deserve her. he didn't deserve to kiss her lips, look in her golden brown eyes, brush her long brown hair, that flowed like water, back behind her ear, or to hug her small frame in his arms. he never deserved her, no one did. he didn't deserve her captivating smile, her gorgeous laugh, her adorable sneezes, or the way she bit her cheek when she was concentrating. every time i thought of her my heart beat faster. i couldn't let sydney date wes. she was my best friend, i knew her well enough to know they weren't good together.

syd:

i hadn't seen eth all weekend, he stormed out of ihop after the game and i hadn't spoken to him since. grayson kept trying to reassure me that it had nothing to do with me, but i felt like it did. i knew it did. he missed our saturday coffee dates, so me and grayson just sat in silence at the booth. i couldn't help but feel guilty in some way. maybe he was hurt i was replacing him with wes, which i wasn't. i mean, when he and amber got together, he barely hung out with me. i just let it go and focused on my other friends. i was happy he found someone so i respected their relationship. why couldn't he do that for me? as my mind ran with these ideas, my anger grew. soon enough i was furious. i grabbed my keys, ready to go for a drive, until i saw ethan's house through the window. this made me furious, i stormed out of the house and walked across the street to their house. i pounded on the door, not seeing his parents cars, and crossed my arms. when no one answered i walked in, to my luck, it was unlocked. i looked around for ethan and then walked upstairs, straight to his room. i swung open the door to see him sitting at his desk on his computer.

"syd-" he started until i cut him off.

"what the fuck ethan! i can't believe you're doing this! sitting here, alone, all weekend! it's fucking pathetic! why can't you be happy for me? i was happy for you and amber so why don't i deserve the same? i'm happy with wes, like it or not, and i'm not breaking up with him because you're pouting about it." i shouted. he looked at me with no expression, which pissed me off even more.

"okay, i wasn't alone. i had gray and my family." he laughed at me.

"can't you be serious for one fucking minute?" i screamed. he looked down at his feet and didn't say a word. we both stayed silent for a minute till he said something,

"i'm not mad y'all are together! i just don't want to lose you!"

"then why did you storm out of ihop friday and not call or text all weekend?" i took a seat on his bed. he spun his chair around to meet me,

"i just wanted to process it. i mean you're my best friend, and he's my friend too, it was just weird to have y'all date. i mean my guy world and my actual world was clashing. i didn't know what to do." neither of us said a word. when ethan finally spoke again i jumped, "i'm sorry." he grabbed my knee. i looked up at his eyes and nodded that i understood. we hugged and i apologized for barging in. I didn't want to leave him but i couldn't stay. I said goodbye to ethan and left his room, bumping into grayson at the top of the stairs.

"syd? what are you doing here?" he looked behind my shoulder to ethans recently opened door and smiled, "oh... i see." and with that he was gone. I rolled my eyes and left their home. When i got outside, i walked to their porch swing and sat there. i blew a stray piece of brown hair out of my face and sighed. things were changing between me and ethan, i didn't like it. my mind began racing, was it because of wes and i? should i break up with wes? when my mind wouldn't stop i finally got up and started back to my house.

ethan:

after sydney left i went back to doing my homework. who cares that they were dating? i certainly didn't. i grabbed a pencil and pushed the eraser down to get some lead. i started doing my math homework and soon, as always, couldn't figure out the problem. i began to get frustrated and then my lead snapped in half. i grunted and threw the pencil down on the table.

"someone's in a mood." i heard grayson mock from door. i rolled my eyes,

"shut up asshole." i growled. he put his hands up in defense, laughing, "why are you laughing?" i snapped.

"why are you mad?" he asked.

i motioned to my homework, "i can't figure this out!" i yelled.

"is that really why you're mad?" he asked me, nodding his head down at me.

"what do you mean?" my tone softened.

"dude, i can see it." he said walking through the doorway.

"see what?" i asked.

"how you feel about her!" he sat on my bed smiling.

i swiveled my chair to meet his face, which was smirking at this point, "who?"

"sydney! stop acting like an idiot!" my face went pale and then hot.

"what do you mean?" i asked laughing.

"you like her ethan." he was serious now.

"i don't like sydney!" i stated, turning back to my paper, "i have a girlfriend." i said as if i was trying to prove something. to him or me, i don't know.

"that doesn't mean you don't have feelings for her!"

"yeah, it kind of does. i'm committed to someone else." by now he was getting on my nerves.

"then explain why you stormed out of shop and away from their coco proposal thing the other night." i turned my chair around to meet him,

"he doesn't deserve her! there, id that what you wanted to hear?" i shouted. he seemed taken aback at first an then smiled.

"you so like her." he said smugly.

"that does not mean i like sydney, it just means that i care about her, as a friend." i informed him. he sighed, probably realizing he wasn't going to win this battle.

"whatever." and with that he left.

he can say whatever he wants, i do not like sydney. i was dating amber anyways, i was in love with amber and he couldn't say i wasn't. he's not me so how would he know? idiot.