Addicted

part seven

unedited.
selena's pov.

i woke up to the sound of my alarm once again.

the familiar feeling of ethan's jaw pressed against my shoulder made me turn, seeing that ethan ended up staying the night.

he woke up, his arm lifting up from me and rubbing his own eyes. looking at me, "why are you so pretty when you wake up?"

i grabbed a pillow from in front of me and pushed it into ethan's face, knowing he was being sarcastic.

he pulled it off of me and grabbed my wrists, "there's no way i'm getting up." he states, closing his eyes again and dragging my wrists with his hands, laying them on top of his chest.

"really?" i ask, ethan groaning as loud as he could.

"so is there a reason you stayed?"

"you were sobbing like a baby."

i punch his chest, his hands still wrapped around my wrists so i couldn't exactly do much damage.

"you smell like b.o." i tell him.

"i was working out before i came to your house."

"oh."

he finally let go of my wrists, "so are you just gonna sleep in my bed forever?"

"i mean it's a nice bed."

i fall back down onto it.

he turns to face me, "are you okay?" he asks again, his tone changing.

"fine."

"be honest."

"i'm gonna be fine."

"so what made you bust his lip?"

"the way he was talking i guess."

he nods, "ethan?"

"hm?"

"you keep saying i deserve better, when am i gonna get it?"

"good karma is gonna come to you. you're a great girl."

"i feel like all we talk about is me."

"your life is more interesting."

"what's going on with you?"

"nothing really."

"tell me at least one thing."

"i like someone."

"do i know her?"

"i guess you could say that."

i pushed him a little "c'mon you had to listen me rant about grayson, at least tell me her name." ethan's face scrunches up and then shakes his head.

"please?"

"maybe another time."

i walked into home room, pulling up my hoodie to try and hide my face a little, since i was late.

"fiona find a chair already." the teacher demanded, since i was walking around trying to find a chair, since i didn't want to sit in my usual one.

because grayson sat next to it.

but there were no other options.

i sat down, pulling my backpack on my lap as i waited for the bell to ring to go to my first class.

i glanced at grayson, his lip bruised. my bad.

"what're you looking at?" he asks, somehow knowing i was looking at him.

he turns his head to look at me, "your lip."

he rolls his eyes and licks his lip, "so now that you've got it out of your system, wanna hang out tonight? we can talk."

i couldn't tell if he was being serious or sarcastic. i shook my head, "you made out with jane, and made me feel like it was all on me for the breakup."

he nodded, "so is that a yes?"

"go fuck yourself."

"already did this morning."

i scoff, the bell ringing. i got up as fast as possible and raced out the door. wanting to get as far away from grayson as i possibly could.

"sel!" i hear jane call from somewhere behind me, but i don't turn back. i don't want to be around her, let alone talk to her.

i felt a hand on my shoulder, but since i assumed it was jane's i tugged away from it and sped walk.

"wait did i do something?" ethan asked, confused on why i pulled away from him.

i turn around, a sigh of relief noticing it wasn't jane.

"no sorry, wrong person."

"oh," his frown turned into a smile, "so what're you doing tonight?"

"staring out my window and thinking about how bad everything has gotten."

his frown returns once again, "well you're gonna have to save that for another time."

i raise my eyebrow, "what're we doing?"

i say in a fast voice, since i had to get to my class.

"you'll see."