Why Not Me? {Ethan x Reader}

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Ethan P.O.V.

I look on in jealousy and hurt and pain as my roommate kisses her boy/girlfriend goodbye. I hate them so much. I hate that they was the one who got to hold her close, kiss her forehead in comfort, wake up next to her in the morning. I hate that it can't be me. I've loved (Y/n) for so long, but I waited too long to tell her. And now I've lost her. I hate it so much. "I'll see you tonight, babe." She calls to them as they leave. "What's tonight?" I ask with a smile, but it doesn't quite reach my eyes. She closes the door as she turns to me. "We're going out to a fancy dinner tonight...and I think they might propose!" She says excitedly. Those words stab my right through the heart and shatter it into a million little jagged pieces. However, I carry on smiling. "That's...great! Why do you think so?" I ask carefully, trying not to break down. "The other day when we were at their apartment I was in his room looking for my jacket. I was looking in the drawers when I saw the ring box!" She says.

She's so happy, I can't help but smile at her for a moment before I remember what she's happy about. As long as she's happy... "That's great, (Y/n). I take it you want to say yes." I say it in a teasing tone, but I still kinda await the answer. "Of course, Ethan. I love them so much." Her face holds genuine love and affection. It hurts me so much. "I'm glad you're happy, (Y/n)." She pats my shoulder. "Thanks Ethan." She leaves toward her room, leaving me to sit here with a pain in my heart.

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I'm in the kitchen when I hear the door open. I go towards the door to see an ecstatic couple walking in. (Y/n) rushes at me, showing the shiny ring on her finger. "Ethan! Look! We're engaged!" She exclaims. She wraps her arms around me in a hug, which I return. I'm afraid to let go, afraid to lose her. But I know I already have. I've lost, and they hold the key to her heart. And God if that doesn't make me die a little inside. We let go of each other, and she rushes back into their arms. "We're getting married." I hear (Y/n) whisper before they kiss. I look away from them to save myself the hurt.

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I stare at her as she dances in her white dress, looking as beautiful as ever. Why can't it be me? Nothing could have prepared me for this day. The day the girl I love married another person. Seeing that is something you can't fathom happening until it happens. I see her come up to me once the song ends, and I quickly put on a smile. "Hey (Y/n)! You guys look great out there." I attempt to encourage. "Thanks Ethan. I'm glad you're here." "Wouldn't miss it for the world." I tell her. Why can't it be me?

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