Let Yourself Fall // sequel to My Ethan Karpathy

Chapter 25.

A/N: okay, so I made new covers for my Books, and I'm not going to use them unless you like them. I added the My Ethan Karpathy one to chapter 24 and the Let Yourself Fall one to this one. So please check them out and vote and comment if you like them and/or think I should use them. I haven't updated very regularly and I'm sorry, but I'm trying to get back into the habit. I'm sorry this chapter isn't really ethan, but it's a good, long one which you beautiful readers deserve. Thanks so much and enjoy the chapter.

Peace, love and Ethan Karpathy.

*Earlier*

CHRIS' POV:

It's around 4pm and I was just laying on my bed, studying for that big history assignment that was due next week. I had to study cleopatra and all of this old Egyptian pyramid shit. Ugh. I write my name and the date at the top of the page, which right now was blank. 18/3/16. Wait.. Why is that so familiar? Holy shit..no.. It's Grace's birthday. I didn't even get her a present. What is wrong with me? I think I was just too caught up in the Paisley and Ethan drama that I forgot my own girlfriends birthday! What kind of boyfriend am I? She's probably going to hate me now, I can't lie to her. I pace back and forward along my carpet, trying to think of ideas and excuses. In the end, I figured I was just wasting time and I still have no answers, deciding to go to Ethan's and see if he can help. I'm so embarrassed and ashamed of myself right now.

*back to dinner time*

ETHANS POV:

Chris and I race up to Paisley's room and I shut the door behind us. We sit down with the others and I quickly do all of the introducing.

"Okay, so what's so special about this secret meeting?" Paisley asks.

"Well, um.. Chris do you want to explain or should I?" I ask Chris as he looks down in embarrassment.

"You do it." he mumbles.

"Well.. He may have forgotten it's Grace's birthday.. And he has nothing and hasn't planned anything. We need to make a plan to make Grace believe he didn't forget." I explain.

"I didn't forget.. In fact, a couple of days ago, I was out getting her present after school when Jai came along and we saw p-.. Something happened and it slipped my mind." Chris stutters when he gets to the part about seeing Paisley. I look over to Paisley and I can pretty much see the feelings of self blame pouring over her. I can tell she thinks this is her fault. She's always going to think everything's her fault.

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*earlier again! Sorry for the time skips*

GRACES POV:

I woke up late this morning in a really happy mood. Today I turn sixteen! I feel so grown up. It seems like it was only yesterday when I was a little girl, running around the backyard, playing with barbie dolls, being so innocent. I would never have dreamed of being with someone as good as Chris. I have had the best few years of my life. I have made the bestest friends, the type of friends I will have for the rest of eternity. I have had so many experiences, experiences so many other teenagers would only dream of, and I'm so thankful for that. As I lean over to grab my phone off of my bedside table, I see the time- 10:30. What a great birthday sleep in! I swear I feel so happy and refreshed right now. I'm starting to get those little butterflies in my stomach because I know when I turn on my phone, there should be a long, sweet message from Chris, telling me how much he loves me and how he will see me soon. I unlock my phone to see a bunch of different messages. There's at least 12 there. I go through all of them and reply with a simple thank you. Every time I click on the next one, I am hoping it is from Chris.

My incredibly fantastic mood drops to just an 'I guess Im in a happy mood because it's my birthday' mood when I realise Chris hasn't called or texted. Did he forget? No, he's probably is trying to surprise me or something, he'll be downstairs with mum and dad. He will be here, I tell myself. But there's some kind of doubt to whether it's true. Only one way to find out though, right? I put my phone down slowly, close my eyes, take a deep breath, put on a smile and run out my room and down the stairs to the family room. I find my family sitting on the floor with presents in their laps. But no Chris. I'm happy to see that Sarah, my sister, has come down. She is 19 and moved out last year. She lives about 40 minutes from here with her best friend. They share an apartment together. Sarah and I were really close, but then she moved, and we lost a lot of contact. We used to call and Skype every night, but then she started working later and I started to hang out with Chris and the others more.