foresight [FINISHED] | e.d

twenty one

| ETHAN'S POV |

"hi, ethan." she says softly.

the nerves that built up in my stomach feel like fireworks. after coming in from the cold rain, i feel warmth from just seeing her again.

grayson sat on the couch behind her, looking awful happy that i just showed up.

i walk over to her, opening my arms slightly, her hand comes in contact with my chest lightly, making that pit of nervousness come back. she denied my hug.

"can we talk first?" she asks as she swallows hard.

i nod my head 'yes' rather quickly. eager to hear what she has to say. 

"come on." i nod my head towards the stairs, starting towards my room. she follows behind as we both step in, and i close the door.

there's brief silence as i slip off my shoes and jacket. she admires my room for the second time, then sits on my bed. i sit next to her, keeping my distance, but not too far.

i break the silence, "i'm so s-"

she cuts me off with, "it's not your fault, ethan. you've changed, i can see it."

her eyes travel to mine as her hand grabs one of mine, resting in my lap. my thumb gently rubs her small hand, making my head spin with happiness, caused by just a simple touch.

"yes it is." i blurt out, "don't act like i did nothing wrong." i look back down to our hands.

"everyone makes mistakes." her voice was just above a whisper, "and i forgive you, you were caught in the moment, you didn't want to lose me to grayson."

"don't forgive me, i don't deserve it." i felt the urge to allow tears to escape my eyes, but i held them back.

"please, ethan. i want us to be okay again." i could hear the hurt in her voice, making me even more upset.

i say nothing, not knowing what to do with myself. a few tears fall from her dark brown eyes as she sniffles a little. my heart is pounding at the sight of her upset, and me not answering her.

"don't cry." i put my hand on her cheek softly as i pull her head to rest between my neck and shoulder.

it was then when i realized that she was wearing my sweatshirt, making my heart happier, pounding a little less. she pulls away from me, looking back into my eyes.

"ethan, what are we?" she asks, with hope laced in her voice.

my thoughts raced as flashbacks of my dreams took over my mind. the first time i saw her, the first time we talked, the first time we kissed. it took me a moment to answer, wanting to say it in the best way possible.

"i think it's safe to say that we're in love." i chuckle slightly, hating how cheesy i sound.

but it's true.

i can almost hear my own heart beat as she smiles and laughs as well, "i guess we are then."

i pull her into my chest and fall back onto my bed. she lays on top of me, resting her chin on her hands, keeping eye contact with me.

i put a strand of her hair behind her ear, making her blush.

"you blush so easily." i shake my head.

"bully." she gets off me, rolling her eyes as she laughs slightly.

"woah woah woah, come back." i sit up, as she crosses her arms and walks towards my door.

"no, i don't want to cuddle a bully." she chuckles, trying to keep a straight face and failing.

"i said, come back." i keep my eyes on her as she opened my door, sprinting out and down the hall.

"you're gonna have to catch me, bitch." she yells as her laughter echoed through the hallway.

we slide around the corners of the house in our socks, running into pretty much everything.

"you guys okay up there?" grayson yells from downstairs.

"eve's being difficult!" i yell back, still laughing my ass off.

"i am not!" she shoots back, still running away from me.

she soon makes it to the top of the stairs, sprinting down them. i knew this wouldn't end well.

"wait, eve don't-" i cut myself off by running behind her, catching her as she fell forward.

we're now in the middle of the staircase, as i grasp the railing tightly to keep us from falling. i set her down with the one hand i was hanging onto her with.

she sighs as she leans on my chest, "that was a dumb idea."

"am i still a bully for saving your life?" i flick my eyebrows.

"i guess not." she shrugs, letting out a small laugh.

"good. can i have a kiss now?" i ask, leaning in a little as my eyes travel to her soft looking lips.

"hmm, i'll think about it." she smiles.

"oh come on, you almost fell down the fucking stairs, i caught you and i still don't get-"

she cuts me off by connecting her lips with mine, making my heart race like it did a few weeks ago at that party.

we finally pull away as she takes my wrist in her hands, looking at my watch.

"i've gotta go." she says nervously, "my parents don't know i came here after school."

"will they be mad?" i question, hoping this doesn't end with them hating me again.

"i don't know." she says, still nerves in her voice.

i follow her down the rest of the stairs as she grabs the hoodie she wore here, and her shoes. her hands touched the door handle.

"oh, your hoodie." she tugs at the bottom slightly.

"keep it." i insist, it looks better on her anyway.

she smiles, "see you at school."

i nod my head and smile as well. turning around and walking towards the kitchen, i realize what i want to say when she is seconds away from closing the door. i turn back around quickly, "i-"

the door slams as i don't get to finish saying it, she was already gone.

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what do you think he wanted to say?

update: this chapter is so cheesy but it's goes with the story line so i can't change it WHOOPS

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