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"Emmo!" Grayson called from the bottom of the stairs. 

Ethan dropped me back of home without a word aswell, and he left without a word, and now he came back stood next to grayson, without a word. 

"hey gray" I smiled at him and gave him a hug, as I reached the bottom step. I walked past them both into the kitchen to check on the spaghetti I was making. 

"You okay, yeah? Ethan said you were poorly so you stayed home" grayson said rubbing my back as he came behind me, eating a piece of pasta I scooped out, casuing me to hit his arm playfully. 

sick? no. Sick of Ethan? yes. I looked over at Ethan and he just focused on the floor. So he's covering for me now. 

"yeah I feel better now that your home, I hate being home alone." I frowned and he laughed sadly. 

"i know buba" he said with a smirk and I slapped his chest. "Now I take back what I said" I mumbled and went to drain the pasta. 

"You staying for food man?" i heard Grayson question Ethan, but I interuppted "No he's not, cos I didn't make him any" i said with a cold tone. 

"Oh shit" grayson laughed and I rolled my eyes at him. "what happened between you too" He continued with another laugh and Ethan looked up at me sadly, pleading, but I looked away from him. 

"Nothing, he's just not worth my time and energy" I said bitterly and he turned his head back to the floor, burrieing it in his folded arms. 

"Emma, dont be so harsh" Grayson said with a hint of seriousness. I rolled my eyes at him aswell and pushed his bowl of foor over to him, leaving with myn. 

I hate boys.

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Ethan

"Okay so am I supposed to pretend that didn't happed or what?" Grayson said confused as he sat next to me. I looked at him and swallowed the lump in my throat, holding back tears. "I-I" I started but let out a shaky sigh and through my head back into my arms. I am not going to cry. I am not going to cry. Especially not infront of Grayson. 

Emma has me wrapped round her finger. She doesn't know it, but everything she does effects me. And her being pissed at me, made me beyond sad. There has only been one other time Emma was this mad at me, and It  was because I punched Grayson. She didn't speak to me for weeks and the thought of going through that again really upset me. And I didnt want to sound like a little bitch by crying, so If talking about it meant I'd cry, then I wasnt going to talk.

"That bad huh" Grayson said as he patted my shoulder. I huffed out as he continued. "What happened man" he said and I groaned. I looked at him and bit my lip, trying not to show any emotion. But that shit doesn't work with grayson. he knows me better than anyone. 

"Shit man, its okay" he said bringing me into a hug. I hugged him back as he patted my back. "Its okay" He repeated and that set me off. Because it wasn't okay. I felt a single tear roll down my face as I quickly wiped it away. I don't cry. I'm not going to cry. I sniffled into his neck as he hugged he tight. "Whats up man" he said pulling away, keeping a hand on my shoulder. I let out a few shaky breathes. "I hurt her bro" I said and quickly bit my lip incase any more tears came out. I felt him tense up, but he didn't move. He knew I wouldn't hurt her physically, so he let me continue. 

"man I-I fucked up. You know, I care about her so much, and I got so mad, she looked so scared of me bro, i-i didnt-I couldn't- I mean I-Fuck" I told him quickly getting worked up again. 

He sighed at me "It's okay bro" He said and I turned around to look at him like he was mad. Okay? Emma might not even talk to me for a week, and I can't do that. I need to be with her at night. I need to talk to her. At this point if I don't I'll go clinically insane and be shipped of to an asyalm!

"Okay! man you don't get it she's pissed at me! She could barley look at me, and You think thats okay. I can't deal with not talking to her" I told him, my voice coming out all high pitched and shaky. Mabye I'm already going insane. 

"Ethan" He sternly told me and I shook my head at him knowing what he was cross about. 

"I'm sorry I can't contoll my feelings" I told him quitely and he patted my shoulder for the hundreth time. 

"Yes but you can try, I've already told you Ethan, If you screw around with her your dead" He threatened me and I raised my hands at him. 

The reason I punched Grayson was because he accused me of just trying to fuck her. That was the day he found out how In love with her I really am. He got mad, and my fuck boy reputation didn't help my cause. I got mad, and his face in the way of my fist, didn't help his cause. 

When we were younger I told grayson I had a crush on her, and he went ballastic, and he was only 7. Ever since then he's been keeping an eye on us, well me, making sure I didn't make a move on her. He's one of the biggest, and only reasons I'm not with emma right now. 

I tried to forget my feelings for her, but it's kinda hard when I'm around her all the time. Every night. 

I slightly regretted telling Grayson I can't deal not talking to her because I try to show I don't like her anymore, by being mean. Which never works anyway but bringing it up will never help me. And in this case it ended up with Emma being pissed at me.

"Whatever bro, just what did you do to her" He asked sliding over his half eaten bowl of pasta to me. I smiled at him and started eating.

"I was fucking stupid, and being a douchebag, and I made her uncomfortable, and she had a whole panic attack and got really mad at me."

I said swallowing the rising bubble of guilt that made it's way up my thoat. 

"Ethannn" He dragged out. "You should know better dipshit" he said now leaning against the counter as I swallowed another bite of pasta. "I know, trust me, I'm pissed at myself" I said with a scoff.

"Wait so you cried-" He started but I cut him off. "I didn't cry!" I said and He rolled his eyes. "Yeah, yeah, whatever, you got upset because Emma's mad at you, for touching her"

He continued tensing at the last part. I thank God he knows I wouldn't hurt her, otherwise id proablly be dead by now.

"Yeah" I said awkwardly.

He sighed and said "Don't worry bro, she'll get over it"

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