"Ethan, stop tickling me oh my God" the girl choked out, almost on the verge of tears of how much laughter she was releasing
"Not till I'm done baby girl" Ethan said while smiling widely and looking at his beloved one with such love
"So, his name is Ethan" I whispered to myself, just figuring out the boys name
I decided that I needed to get some air from his toxic household and get my mind off things.
I got ready and wore a big sweater due to the cold weather of November, made my way downstairs and said goodbye to my parents.
I left this house and soon the chilly air hit my face and which took my breath away from how cold it was.
I made my way to my car, unlocked it and entered the cold machine.
I sat on the freezing leather seat, as my breath hitched from the contact of my body to the cold area.
I turned the car on and decided I was in the mood for a coffee.
I made my way to a cute café, close to the local mall I love to shop at, and get myself a latte.
I arrived at the cafe quickly and parked where parking was allowed.
I unbuckled my seat belt and left my car in a hurry to dodge the cold weather.
I entered the quiet cafe, and stared at it in awe.
I made my way behind the fifth person in line, waiting for my turn to order.
Soon it was my turn to order
"Hello miss, how may I help you today" the sweet girl at the cashier asked me
"I'll get a small latte please"
"The woman nodded in response, signalling she had taken my order in.
"Alright m'am, wait here, she pointed at the tables placed all around the cafe, and when I call out your name and your number, which is 6, just come up to the front"
I smiled in response, and took a seat on one of the chairs as I waited patiently for my order.
"Number 4, Ethan Dolan, your order is ready"
"What the fuck" I said loud enough for the others to hear me
That can't be him, there's not just one Ethan, there are millions of them.
I don't even know his last name, so it's not him. I don't remember anything that had to do with "Dolan".
"Thank you" he said with a familiar voice I recognized
He soon left the café, and I didn't have time to see his face.
"Number 6, Saphire Lily, your order is ready"
I got out of my seat and walked towards my order set on the counter beside the cashier.
I grabbed my latte and muttered a simple "thank you" under my breath, and left the café in shock
I made my way to my freezing car and drove home, my mind wandering to the "incident" at the cafe.
What is happening to me?
Guys omg!!! Wtf. Next chapters are gonna be crazy ASF
-Ruqaya❤️
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Hallucinations||E.D.
Paranormalhal·lu·ci·na·tion /həˌlo͞osəˈnāSH(ə)n/Submit noun an experience involving the apparent perception of something not present. highest ranking: #16 in hallucinations