Whisper | E.D

SIXTEEN

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And so I explained everything to Grayson. He didn't seem surprised though. Guess he does that shit often.

"Well Nai I'm sorry behalf of him"

"It's okay Gray" I chuckle but appreciate his intention.

"Anyways you how long until the foods ready? Tasting the pizza sauce is not filling me up" I joke

"Damn cookie monster, pizza still has another ten minutes" He says looking at the time on his phone.

"Also just one last thing. Don't let Ethan's actions get to you. He is a good person behind all of... well... all that" He smiles taking a seat next to me going on his phone.

I am sure he is a good person. Curious to know why he doesn't act like it. He seems like the typical fuckboy. Bouncing from girl to girl. I'm interrupted out of my thoughts with a quiet Ethan walking into the kitchen taking a seat at the dining table. His hair was messy and slightly damp. But who was I kidding I couldn't stop looking at his body. Fuck. He was glistening like a god. His defined muscles just waiting to have someone's nails dig into them. What the HELL am I saying?

"Are you okay?" Grayson whispers putting his hand on my thigh diverting my attention from Ethan. Oh my gosh, I don't want to be touched there right now.

"Uh-yeah I'm fine" feeling embarrassed I say give him a quick smile going back to my phone wanting to snap out of these foul thoughts. This is not me and this is not the time. I hear a sharp exhale come from Ethan's nose as he shakes his head into his phone. I turn my head over to see his eyes giving me a wink. I feel my face heat up. I flip him off without it being noticeable by gray pretending to push my hair behind my shoulders. He scoffs going back to his phone. My loud mouth has to learn to whisper better.

The timer goes off on Grayson's phone indicating the pizza is done. THANK GOD.

I grab three plates from the cupboard as Grayson cuts the pizzas into 8 slices.  He slides two slices of pizza onto our plates. I take a seat at the dining table realizing I forgot to grab a drink.

"Gray what you want to drink"

"Sprite please" He calls out grabbing three cups

I grab a sprite and a cherry Dr Pepper from the fridge walking back to the table. I'm surprised he has Dr pepper it's pretty uncommon. I sit down and pass Grayson his can as Ethan sits at the head of the table, the opposite end.  Grayson gives me a glare looking between the soda and my face.

"What?" I say confused

"That's mine" Ethan says, a Dr Pepper in hand.

Is he being for real? I mentally exhale. Is it always going to be like this?

"Sorry" I mutter getting out of my seat to grab a sprite instead.

"It's fine" he says not making eye contact with me

I sit back down and crack open the soda and eat my dinner

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"Woah Grayson this is really good. Where did you learn to cook?"

"My mom and Uncle taught me"

"They did good" I say chuckling scooching off the bench taking his plate to the sink. Ethan has been on his phone the whole time, but I don't blame him.

I walk over to Ethan asking if he's done signaling for me to take his plates

"Yeah, thanks" he says under his breath. I smile quickly taking his plate going over to the sink. Grayson and I clean up the kitchen while Ethan makes his way over to the sofa. He turns on the Tv playing The Office reruns. Multitasking between watching and scrubbing while we finished off the kitchen.