player | e.d

eighteen

trinity west

i pick up my phone and observe the text that had popped up on my screen. he just doesn't know when to stop.

ethan:
so you and nate huh

me:
can you not?

ethan:
not what? i'm just curious
cause not too long ago you were shoving your tongue down matthew's throat and now you're telling nate that you like him
i'm not that fucked up

me:
i can see myself genuinely liking nate i'm not going to mess with his feelings like you do with other girls

i look up at ethan and he's running his hands through his hair in frustration. i smirk and look back down at my phone once it vibrates with another message.

ethan:
not until you get over me babe ;)
you were so stupid to think you would actually win

me:
i fell in love with you because you 'loved' me when i couldn't love myself. even if it wasn't real.
i lost someone who didn't even care about me but you lost someone who would've done anything for you.

ethan:
so you're finally admitting that you do love me? about time

me:
go screw yourself

i look up from my phone and make eye contact with him for a split second before i look away. nate sits down next to me soon and i smile at him warmly, holding onto one of his hands as he eats and i scroll through instagram to cure my boredom.
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i pull away from nate and smile, kissing him on the cheek. he said he didn't want to move too fast and i respected that. clearly, moving too fast can cause problems.

ethan scoffs and angrily gets up, stomping off. i look back at nate and his eyebrows are furrowed, "what's up with him?" i shrug, smiling reassuringly at him.