foresight [FINISHED] | e.d

forty six

only a few more chapters left and an epilogue oh my god okay keep reading

-

8:00 pm

| ETHAN'S POV |

"it's an end of the year party, everyone's going." grayson explains to me as we sit in the living room, scrolling through netflix for a good movie.

i roll my eyes, "who's everyone?"

the only point of this is for everyone to show up hungover at graduation tomorrow, fuck that.

"tyler and brent, the girls, everyone in the senior class. we've been hanging out for the past few months, why not go and wrap up the year with one last high school party." he practically begs me, as i keep my gaze on the tv.

he blurts, "eve's going."

that caught my attention, "no she's not." i say quickly, flicking my head towards him.

he nods, pursing his lips. "she told me last night, it's at blairs and she wants you to
go."

he's making this up, just to get me to go with him. "i don't believe you." i shake my head, returning my attention to the tv.

"surprised she didn't tell you last night while she screamed in your ear and clawed at your back." he flicks his eyebrows in a mocking way, making my face heat up. "but of course that didn't happen." he laughs harder to himself.

i don't respond, i simply keep scrolling on the tv, making him question his last statement. the longer he stares, the more i smirk, giving away my secret.

"oh my god." he pauses, "you did didn't you."

i squint, "why so surprised?" he acts as if it were never going to happen.

"eve's not like that, im surprised you convinced her." his voice turns serious, making me angry. does he actually think i'd force her?

i scoff, "it was her idea, dickhead." i already dreamed it anyway, a while ago. i was wondering if it were really true or not considering i only dreamt the very end.

conversations like this make me realize the way grayson used to be, and how he still can slip up like this sometimes.

the buzz of my phone causes me to dig it out of my pocket. "here." i say to grayson, tossing him the remote to continue scrolling.

eve: you were wrong
eve: my legs are still sore you asshole

i smirk to myself, yet the other half of me feels bad knowing she's not used to these things.

me: tylenol helps my love
me: ...and more fucking

eve: thanks dr. sex expert i'll get right on that

me: you have so much to learn but you'll get experience
me: i promise you that ;)

eve: ethan stop

me: me? making you horny? never.

eve: says the one who got hard just by looking at underwear