Falling For Ethan (Ethan x reader)

Chapter 8

i sent him a quick message i hope you're ok  Ethan leaves me on read which i deserved for what i did. but i don't know why he ha to go to the hospital. later that day Mark  calls me. 

"hello Y/n" he says with his deep voice through the phone 

"hi..." i say with my voice trembling i don't know if its because my worries about Ethan or because of his voice "is he ok?" i finally ask 

"yes that's why i called you, he was just over dramatic. turns out someone put laxative in his drink" i cant see Mark right now but I'm sure of what facial expression he's making.

"ha ha ha" i laugh nervously  "but he kind of deserved it though" i say trying to make the situation lighter. i hear mark start laughing at the other side of the line. "what's wrong?" i ask not dumbfounded why Mark is laughing. 

"he totally deserved it" mark finally said  he "I thought he was dying when he couldn't stop shitting in the bathroom he even called me desperately in the bathroom i was worried at first that you had taken it too far but when the doctor said it was only the laxatives i couldn't stop laughing"

i laugh with him "will he be back to work  tomorrow?" i ask when we both calm down

"most likely, he asked me to reschedule the meeting with Sean tomorrow" relieve washes through me when mark says those words. but at the same time i become paranoid, He could want revenge for what i did to him so i had to be extra careful with any kind of food or drink i was given or anything really.

the next day is normal the meeting goes smoothly  and nothing too bad happens the next days are the same but i m always on edge waiting for something to come. i decided to arrive early to my office since i don't have anything important today i unlock the office and my jaw drops. 

there are sticky notes everywhere and if that wasn't enough to all had the male genitalia drawn on them. i doubt Ethan did this alone there were even sticky post its on the ceiling if i were to close the door right now i wouldn't find my way out. i approach my desk if i can even call it that now to get my small trash can. i have to do something with them. i go up to one of the cleaners and ask for a broom i could've asked for them to clean it but this war is between me and Ethan and it would be inhumane to make them go through all that.

it takes me three hours to get most of them into the trash can there are still a few i probably missed but m way to tired to get them. i got here early today to do more work and i already lost three hours of my life. Ethan walks in and looks surprised that i managed to clear most of them up. i discreetly get the trashcan "hey i need to make some photocopies of some stuff" he nods and makes room for me to pass i quickly dump the trash on him "make sure to clean it up" i say and wink before heading to the photo copiers. when i get back Ethan has cleaned up  the small mess. he should be thankful he only had to clean that up i had to clean the ceiling with a broom my arms have become numb from all the sweeping. i resume my work. 

A knock is heard at my door "come in" i say and the beautiful receptionist lady walks in "excuse me, Mr. Nest is calling or you, Ethan"  i look and him confused and Ethan looks to have the same dumbfounded look on his face. i work peacefully  and Ethan returns after  an hour or so. "what's up?" i ask him he looked a bit pale when he entered  "nothing really"

Ethan's point of view (1 hour before)

as i  am called by the receptionist i go to the elevator to the top floor to meet up with my father. i open the door and see my father at his desk "what do you want?" i ask coldly. 

"this is about your upcoming album" he begins you've recently haven't been doing so well in the charts" he pauses for a moment.  so I've decide that we can pull a publicity stunt. I've gathered some photos of some upcoming singers you can take a look at them you'll have to find one to marry 

"wait what?" i ask, i cant believe what im hearing ill have to marry someone just to do better on the charts and someone i dont know. this is why i dont like my father he only cares about money

"Youre going to marry someone" he repeats
"It is going to benefit you both it will boost your career anf you will grow on the charts anf it will aldo boost their career"

"But why fo i have to marry someone? Couldn't you think of something better?"

"You're going to marry someone and that's the end of the discussion" he hands me a bunch od photoa is going women who ive never seem before.

I look through thw photos, most of them are beautiful women but nonw of them catch my attention I dont want spend a couple of months with any of them.

"If I'm going to marry someone can I atleast choose who? Wobt the marriage be enough to boost my career?"

"If you can find some one in the next 24 hours then yes"

I haven't even thought of who Im going to ask, may be Y/n but she'll never agree after the 'prank war' we're having I doubt it.

I walk back to her space with thought flooding through my mind I can't even think straight

"What's up?" She asks

"Nothing really"