August 28th,
Ethan's pov |
"Ethan! Bro wake up!" he said while he shook me awake.
"Ugh, wh-what?" I stuttered while sitting up in my bed.
"Come on your going to be late!" he exclaimed, taking a seat at the foot of my bed.
"Shit." I groaned.
opening my eyes to slowly see Graysons' figure at the end of my bed was something that confused the hell out of me.
"What are you even doing here?" I asked, checking my phone for the time.
"Mom and dad had another fight last night and dad brought me along, but he left after a little. How do you not remember?" he asked, making me scratch my head to try and recall what had happened just hours before I fell asleep.
"I was so tired I don't remember like anything that happened after Luca dropped me off." I said, getting up from my bed and putting on a pair of dark jeans.
"Oh yeah, about that..." he trailed off, rubbing the back of his neck.
"What did you do ass clown?" I asked, now frantically checking my phone to see if he did anything to it.
I checked my call log to see Lucas' name at the top of the log, making me want to palm myself in the forehead but also fucking punch Grayson in the face.
"What did you say to her?! Oh my god you asshole!" I exclaimed, slapping the back of his neck with my hand.
"Chill, chill, chill. She didn't even know it was me, we literally sound the same E." he harshly whispered, putting his hands up in defense.
"Please tell me you didn't say anything stupid." I pleaded, grabbing a shirt and pulling it over my torso.
"I think I just told her that you wanna marry her and that you want her to have your kids, can't remember exactly what I said."
"You're fucking joking. You can't be serious Grayson." I said, now pacing my bedroom floors.
"I don't have time for this, I'm going to be late." I walked out my door and into the bathroom, running my hands through my hair as I looked at myself in the mirror.
What the fuck are you gonna do?
What if he wasn't kidding and he said that to her and she thinks that you actually wanted to do all that.
What's it to you? it doesn't matter.
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"Hola." Luca said from behind me, holding back her chuckle while clicking her pen open and shut.
"Why are you laughing?"
She let out a suppressed laugh, covering her mouth with her hand as she put her head down on the desk.
"Is there something that you two would like to share with the class miss Guerreró?" Mr. Mutter asked, stopping his lesson and putting his hands onto his hips as he looked at both of us, causing a think awkward amount of air to drift around the classroom.
"N-no." she laughed, lifting her head, her cheeks now a dark red color.
"Well then I suggest that you pay attention to the lesson; mister Dolan and miss Guerreró." he turned around, continuing to go on with the lesson.
She kept snickering from behind me while I tried my best to pry my attention to the class.
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Mine | Ethan Dolan (AU)
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