nova's pov :
"stop talking guys! we need to leave!" grayson yells from perla's bed
i see ethan tugging frantically on his tie and i watch him in the mirror. laughing, i turn around and send him a look, offering to help. he nods smiling and i walk over to him, pulling down his large hands.
"and i thought you know how to tie a tie." i chuckle
he doesn't answer me so i look up at him with furrowed eyebrows. ethan stares down at me with warm eyes, looking back and forth between my eyes. my hands are rested against his lose tie and his hand is rested on my lower back.
"i-i do." he finally confess
"then... why are you having trouble now?" i ask looking between his brown and green eyes
"i... i don't know." he says
finally taking in my surroundings after sometime, i step back and clear my throat. i tie his tie as quickly as i can and run out the bathroom into grayson's bulky chest.
"ow grayson! god, how much do you workout?" i laugh and rub my arm
he shakes his head and motions for ethan to get out the bathroom so we can leave.
"why are you standing there like you're traumatized or some shit?" perla asks and laughs
ethan rolls his eyes and smiles briefly, walking out the front door.
"did something happen?" grayson asks after the door closes
i shake my head as a no frantically and run out the door also.
"they bugging you?" ethan asks
right when i'm about to answer, perla and gryason run out. perla links arms with me and she fast walks ahead of ethan and grayson.
"what happened?" she whispers
"i'm not telling you right now perla. it's too risky." i say
she rolls her eyes, sighing and slows down her pace.
"if you really wanted to get away from us that badly, you could've just said so." grayson says catching up with ethan
"shut up dolan." perla says
she clicks on the elevator button and we wait patiently in silence.
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best friends | e.d. ✔️
Fanfiction"just tell him how you feel." "i can't." "why not?" "because. he's my 𝐛𝐞𝐬𝐭 𝐟𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐧𝐝."
