best friends | e.d. ✔️

f i f t y - t w o

song : idfc by blackbear

nova's pov (continuing from flashback) :

"i'm sick and tired of this!" bri yells

she reaches for the back of her pocket, pulling out her phone but grayson stops her.

"if he doesn't realize what he's doing, then let him be. he has to learn his mistakes on his own."

i slump into my seat and scan the bowling ally, trying to look for ethan.

"it's tradition! he's been skipping and skipping and he said he was going to come today! he fucking promised!" pal yells

"i'm so agitated. i'm sick of this." perla scoffs and laughs in disbelief

"all he does is hang out with that fucking bi-"

i shake my head at perla and she deeply sighs, slumping back into her seat and shutting up.

"you need to stand him up nova. you're his best friend. only you can set him straight." bri quirks her eyebrows up

"he has a twin brother too, you know?" i point at grayson

"the last time i even mentioned alison's name, he started fighting with me." grayson chuckles

"i'm gonna end up fighting with him too and then i'm going to cry. i don't want that." i state

they look at me with sympathetic looks and i groan in frustration.

"ok, ok! i'll talk to him!"

they all clap, teasingly and i chuckle.

"he said he took her the movies."

"again?" i smile

he nods and i grab my belongings, waving them off.

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i park the car and my stomach fills up with nervous butterflies, afraid of what ethan might say to me. taking a deep breath, i look out my window and scan the car's. my eyes land on ethan's car and i squint my eyes, seeing a figure in the car. my eyes widen and i cover my hand with my mouth in shock.

ethan's hand was placed on alison's waist and his other hand was placed on her cheek. her arms we're wrapped around his neck. she kept tugging on his neck while making out. not noticing it, i start sobbing at the scene and i horrible scenarios filled up in my mind.

i quickly buckle up my seat belt and bang on the steering wheel, cursing at myself for having feelings for him. wiping my tears away, i drive back to the bowling alley.

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~ filler