song for this chapter: Nonchalant by 6lack
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"I'm somewhere between humble and hell nah."Friday morning, October 7th
Ethan's pov
Small beads of warm sweat dropped down my face as I concentrated on myself in the mirror, counting my reps as each arm lifted a weight.
My arms pumped the weights along to the beat of my music; my breath inhaling then exhaling heavily as I did so.
The music lowered as the song came to an end, allowing me to hear a text notification coming from my phone.
I found myself instantly stopping what I was doing, when I saw that the text was from Amber.
My hand swiftly wiped the remaining sweat off my forehead as I picked up my phone from the bench next to me.
Amber❤️:
How was your last day of suspension?:)) xx
3:15pmA light smile formed on my lips as I read over the two kisses she put at the end of the text.
Me:
It was chill.
Wish u could've come over to help me study tho:( x
3:17pmAmber❤️:
I'm sorry, had extra study classes with miss Watson🤢
3:18pmMe:
Haha that sucks
She smells like feet and old chips
3:20pmAmber❤️:
Stop🤮🤮
But fr, can u call me?
I need to ask u something:)
3:21pmMe:
Can't u just ask me on text?
3:22pmAmber❤️:
Nope:) I need to convince you so it will have to be over the phone hehe
3:23pmMe:
Ok now I'm worried:/
I'll call u in a bit x
3:25pmI smiled to myself as I placed the phone back on the bench, deciding to wash off before calling Amber.
She seems to be a lot happier since last week, which takes a weight off my shoulders because I can't stand to see the girl upset.
Honestly Anna is lucky she doesn't have a dick.
I probably would've already fucked her up if she was a guy; the way she's made Amber feel.
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I used the towel in my hands to quick dry my now washed hair as I made my way down the stairs, into the kitchen.
As I walked into the kitchen, I was met with a face I really wasn't bothered to look at this morning.
"Was it you playing that horrendous music earlier?" I cringed at the sound of the woman's voice behind me.
I inhaled a deep breath as I contemplated whether to ignore her or not as I opened up the fridge.
After exhaling heavily, i turned my head round to face the presence in the room.

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Till I met you; e.d
Teen Fiction"What do you even want from me?" "I want to save you." - A broken boy; from a broken home, with a broken heart. The only thing that can possibly fix him? A short tempered brunette girl, with a big heart; on a mission to save him.