i think i love you. ethma

ch. ten

ethan's pov:
i woke up feeling ecstatic. absolutely wonderful.

it's emma and i's anniversary. five whole months. such a small milestone, but before emma and i couldn't even be in the same room as each other. now i wake up and she is the only thing on my mind. the only reason my heart beats.

and today i get to make a promise to her. a promise to love her forever. now if she wants to make that promise is another story. i really hope she does, i keep imagining the day emma and i get married, have children, grow old together. i want to love her until i breathe my last breath.

emma's pov:
"MOM MOM MOM"

"jesus christ what is it emma ?"

"it's ethan and i's five month today !" i say a huge smile plastered across my face.

"what ? no way !" my mom says, "i'm so happy for you sweetie"

"by the way mom if you could leave the house for a few hours that'd be perfect... okay bye" i say quickly running out of her room and into mine.

i pick up my phone to check the time. 8:30 ? ethan won't be here until 11.

i guess there's no shame in preparing everything now. i shower, shave, eat breakfast and clean my room.

afterwards its 10:30. i lay on my bed, hoping to take a quick nap before ethan gets here.

i wake up to incessant knocking at my door. i internally yelled 'what the hell'

i look through the peephole and see ethan standing there with a bouquet of flowers. how could i have forgotten oh my god. i look down and at what i was wearing. a hoodie and spandex shorts. shit. i wanted to look decent for my boyfriend, but it was too late to change now.

i open the door for ethan with the biggest smile ever. i pull him in by his collar and kiss him with every fiber of my being.

"wow" he says, "i didn't know you missed me that much" i giggle at his words. he's such an goofball.

ethan hands me the flowers. they're chrysanthemums. and beautiful.

"e they're gorgeous. thank you so much, i love them" he responds by giving me a small kiss on my forehead. i run to get a vase to put them in. i place the flowers in a vase and set them on the living room table.

i drag him up to my room by the hand, and he happily complies. i set him on my bed and shut the door.

"now it's my turn to give you your gift" i say taking his hands in mine.

"emma you didn't have to get me anything, really" he says rubbing his thumbs along my hands.

"well too bad. it took me a long time to find something i thought suited you. so you better like it mister" he looks at me affectionately. how is he so damn cute.

"i would love anything you give me. even if it was the ugliest thing i ever saw" i laugh at him at lightly slap his chest.

i retrieve his gift from my closet. i place the wrapped box in his hands.

"okay open it" i say, nervousness present in my voice.

i watch him unwrap the small box, eyeing it carefully. he opens it and i shut my eyes, not wanting to see his face if he absolutely hates it. after a few seconds of ethan's silence, i take a peek at him.