TRIGGER WARNING: physical abuse and name-calling :(
(y/n pov)
"Hey, y/n?" You nodded, eyes still on your laptop. You kept typing as Ethan spoke again. "You're beautiful." He said. You looked up from your side of the couch and at Ethan, still on his phone.
"Uh, thank you?" You said. He nodded and saluted you as he double tapped on a picture. You smiled and went back to your essay. "But why?" You asked. He didn't say anything until you kicked his leg with yours.
"Felt like letting you know," He said, running a hand through his hair. "Are you almost done, I'm bored." He said, dropping his phone on his chest and siding down the couch, his right socked foot on your shoulder. You pushed it away.
"I just need to edit it once more, and send it in," You looked up at the clock on the wall. "It's due in an hour, okay good, I'll be done." You said, more to yourself than Ethan.
"You're phone's ringing," He said. You looked at your phone on the twins' dining table. "Want me to get it?" He asked. You'd put it there so you wouldn't get distracted while you finished your essay for school. You shook your head.
"Leave it, I'll call them back in like 10 minutes," You muttered, reading over your essay. He sighed and rested his head on the armrest. You looked up as you typed and smiled. "You can go do something, you don't have to wait, E." you said. He opened one eye and looked at you. You went back to the screen.
"You're at our house, I have to make sure you don't steal anything," He said. You rolled your eyes. You were at the twins' house so you could focus on your work, knowing you wouldn't be able to at home with your siblings. "And I like annoying you." He said. You nodded and rolled your eyes smiling.
"Okay, tell me how this sounds," You looked up as he nodded, phone in his hand dangling off of the couch. You read him a part of your essay and looked up. He nodded, a hand on his chin. You laughed.
"I didn't understand a single word of that," He said finally. You laughed once again and he grinned. "It's perfect." You smiled and nodded.
"Thanks, Dolan." You said. Minutes passed and you finished. After going through 4 grammar checkers and a plagiarism check you submitted your essay, shutting your laptop in relief. "Oh fuck, I'm done," you said, placing your laptop on the floor next to the couch. Ethan looked up from his phone as you stretched your arms above your head.
"Congratulations," He said. You smiled, sighing. "What an accomplishment." You rolled your eyes and kicked his leg, as he kicked you back.
"Shut up, you have no idea," You stood up and walked over to the table to grab your phone. You smiled at the missed call. It was your boyfriend. "It's Bryce," You said. You looked over at Ethan as you called him back. He looked up at you and rolled his eyes. As your best friend, Ethan did not approve of Bryce.
"Y/N?" You heard a slurred voice say into the phone. "What the fuck?" You looked back at Ethan, still on his phone, as you walked off to his room, making sure he didn't overhear you.
"Bryce? Everything okay?" You asked, scared. You heard him groan and a door slam shut. "Babe?" You asked again, closing Ethan's room door.
"Why didn't you fucking answer?" He yelled through the phone. You pulled it away from your ear, wincing.
"I-I'm, I was doing h-homework, I put my ph-phone away." You answered honestly. You heard him make a noise of disapprovement and you winced again.
"Where are you?" He yelled. You sighed before answering, but he beat you to it. "Are you at that Dolan's house?" He asked. You nodded slowly but shook your head realizing you had to answer aloud.
