football game | e.d (part 2)

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Monday 19, 2020
6:52 p.m

I made the part 1 imagine of this in NOVEMBER LAST YEAR srry😅. But like imma start posting all the rest of the parts too other imagines I have, if that makes sense😂. Also I recommend going back and reading the part 1 too this imagines because you prolly won't get it, like me.

When you had told Ethan that you'd 'call him later,' that was a lie. Because when you got home you went to bed right when you laid down.

It's been a day later, since the "incident," happened at the football game. And I've been overthinking this whole day, thinking about that thing who tried hitting on Ethan, thinking about Ethan and thinking about what things he did with her. I tried too stop thinking about that stuff, but it's impossible when your trying too fall asleep.

Ethan has been blowing up my phone, I don't know why though. If he really wanted too talk too me then he would come over and speak too me in person. Definitely shows how much he cares.

But now, currently I'm hopping out of the shower.

I heard my door open from behind me, didn't bother turning around. Most likely my sister or mom. "Can you get out? I'm not ready too talk and I'm not hungry, if that's what you came in here for." I've been lowkey isolating myself from my family for these past couple of hours, I just don't wanna talk too anyone at the moment.

"Y/n som-

"Mom! I know your trying too help, but I don't wan-

I turned around and stopped mid sentence through, because right when I turned around I made eye contact with Ethan.

I didn't know what too say, and I definitely did not wanna talk about the situation with my mom in the room and not too mention that I'm still in a towel.

"I'll uh, let you guys be."

I rolled my eyes, turning back around. Attending too my first drawer in my dresser too pick out socks and underwear.

I heard the bed behind me dip, like someone sat down.

"I'm sorry."

I sighed, turning around, still in my towel. "Why are you apologizing?"

"Because clearly your mad at me."

"Did I say that I am mad at you?"

"Well no b-

"Okay then. I'm not mad."

"Y/n, what are we doing?" He stood up walking over too me, now standing in front of my face. "I came here to actually apologize to you, and not over text. I'm so sorry, okay? That I didn't tell you about- about that incident with her. I know this might be a lame excuse but it's true, I just didn't know how to tell you. Especially since you guys were friends at one point, which problem makes it worser-

"Yeah, it does."

"Y/n," Ethan stared at me annoyed. "I'm sorry."

"Sit down." I demanded.

"Wh-

"Sit." I pointed towards the bed.

He put his hands up in surrender, smirking too the side. Finally once he sat down, I dropped my towel(😁)

His eyes immediately darted towards my body, it looked like he couldn't hold his smile back either, he looked sorta satisfied.

I walked over too him and sat on his lap, "I forgive you."

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