Let Yourself Fall // sequel to My Ethan Karpathy

Chapter 61.

A/N: I feel like this book is going to drag on for way too long.. I might need to do some time skips in order to get it finished before 120 chapters.. I really don't know, but I haven't planned this one out like I did for the first one. I've added too much drama in the start and it's really only beginning now. So over 60 chapters in, I've decided I need to speed things up. Please make sure you check for time skips which will be indicated in between these: **.

CATS POV:

He can't like her, I mean. He does, but he's my best friend and I can't seem to get the message through to him. He's as hard as rock and just as stubborn. He's got his heart set on her, and he's not changing his path.

"Ugh, Brai. Can you please stop cyber stalking pictures of them?" I groan. He's been on that phone for hours now.

"Did you know they made it to Google images?" He asks, totally ignoring me.

"Braiden Fucking James, you're making this worse for yourself." I say, using his full name so he gets the message.

"Sorry." he mutters guiltily, turning off his phone and shoving it in his pocket.

"Okay, so what are we going to do today?" I sigh, flopping down on the couch.

"We could go see Chris and Grace." he offers.

"What about Paisley and Ethan?"

"I've decided I want to spend the least amount of time with Paisley as possible." he admits, staring at the ground. I'm just glad he's finally trying to work something out.

"I'm sure this is some hopeless crush that you will forget about in a few weeks. All this worry will be for nothing. Paisley will disappear from your mind soon enough." I tease him.

"Yeah, probably." he laughs. He tried to make it sound like he meant it, but that laugh was flat and there was absolutely no humour in it. This is hitting him hard.

ETHANS POV:

There's this one thing that keeps running through my mind. I know it's stupid, and it's not going to make me love her any less, but I like having a hot girlfriend. I mean, I'm a guy, I really can't help myself. I'm going to love her no matter what she looks like, but I enjoy it most when she's looking hot. I'm laying on my bed, Paisley straddling me in the most non sexual way possible. Is that even a thing? Anyway, our fingers are interlocked, holding Paisley up. I keep dragging our hands around in circles which makes her unbalanced, but it makes her giggle, and it's so cute. This question though, it's playing with my head. I feel like I would be a bad person if I asked, but then again, if I didn't, I would never know, right?

"Paisley are you..?" I start but hesitate at the end. She seems to get what I was going to ask for some reason.

"Showing?" She asks, her giggle stopping and her smile fading.

I nod my head. She lifts up the bottom of her tshirt and see that it's not that bad. It just looks like she just ate or something. It's barely visible unless you know what you're looking for.

"Not really. That's why I need this abortion, Ethan. I need it soon." she says, almost starting to cry. I wasn't even referring to the abortion.

"Paisley, I didn't mean-" I start but she talks over the top of me.

"No, Ethan. If my stomach grows, I will have stretch marks. Models can't have stretch marks. My whole dream career will go down the drain within a few weeks."

I understand now why she is so upset. She's letting me follow my dream even though it's hurting her in some ways. Now I know it's time for me to give back to her. I have now taken it upon myself to get her an appointment. She needs to go see the doctor, then he will book her in for the operation. This early in the stage, I know it will be much simpler.

"I don't know what to do, Holly's coming home in a few days and I'm freaking out." she says, suddenly starting to tear up.

"Okay, I need to make a phone call. Right now." I say, making this my number one priority.

"Okay." She says, climbing off of me and walking over to her room.

PAISLEYS POV:

I walk back into my room and sigh, looking around at the piles of clothes on the floor. I go around slowly, picking them up and either putting them away, or throwing them in the laundry basket. Once my room was tidier, I decide that I should probably get changed. I pull out some denim shorts and a wide strapped loose singlet with a pineapple on the front.I quickly change my shorts, but just as I slide my shirt off, Ethan decides to walk in. Great.

"Ugh, I'm sorry." he apologises, turning around.

"Nah, it's okay." I sigh, pulling the shirt over my head and taking a deep breath.

"What was the phone call?" I ask, walking up behind Ethan and wrapping my arms around his waist from behind.

"We're going to the obstetrician tomorrow at two." he replies turning around.

"Wait.. What?" I ask.

"We're going to the doctor to talk about abortion." he explains, making it more clear.

"Yeah, but-" I stutter, not knowing how to say what I'm trying to.

"Don't worry, it's going to be okay. Chris recommended him. Apparently he's really nice and will be able to help us." he tells me, wrapping me in a hug.

"How would he know?"

"Since this place is so small, he's more than one type of doctor." he replies.

"Okay. What do we do for the rest of the evening?" I ask, resting my forehead against his chest.

"I don't know. Did I mention how good you look in that?" He flirts, tickling my sides a bit. One thing about me if you didn't already know; I'm very ticklish.

"Stop it." I laugh through being tickled. I try to run away to the bed, but he follows me. His hands never stop tickling me. He's driving me crazy. We lay there for a while, me squirming to get out of this torture. All my efforts fail, though. He forces me down so I'm laying on my back while he straddles my thighs, holding me down. He doesn't stop until I'm laying lazily in his lap, his arms around me.

"I see a selfie opportunity." he laughs, reaching over to the cupboard and grabbing my phone. He hands it to me and we smile as I take the selfie. I turn the camera around and take a mirror selfie. I must admit, we look pretty cute right now.

"Send them to me." he says in my ear, sending chills up my spine.

I quickly send them to him then we lay back on the bed. I flip over so I'm on top of him. I realise suddenly that I don't feel like throwing up every three seconds anymore. I guess that feeling has passed over for now. I'm sure it will come back again unless I get this baby out of me. And fast.

"Holly's coming back in five days." I whisper.

"And everything's going to be okay." he reassures me, cupping my cheek in his hand.

He brings his head up to kiss me softly. He lets his lips linger there for a few seconds, then returns back to his original position.

"I know, Ethan. I know." I reply, resting my head on his chest. And now, I actually believe that everything's going to be okay.

A/N: *i am fangirl screaming this inside my head* I KNOW THIS IS THE SECOND AUTHORS NOTE ON THIS CHAPTER, BUT IM GOING TO UPDATE TWICE TODAY BECAUSE THIS MORNING I WAS ON ITUNES AND SAW THAT JAI ADDED ANOTHER SONG TO HIS EP WITHOUT ANNOUNCING IT. AT LEAST, I DONT THINK HE DID.. MAYBE I MISSED SOMETHING. ANYWAY, ITS AVAILABLE RIGHT NOW AND ITS CALLED 'TOMORROW'. ITS ALL KINDS OF PERFECT.. BUT, I DO WARN YOU NOT TO LICK YOUR SCREEN IF YOU HEAR IT AND HAVE A CRACKED SCREEN. I LEARNT THAT THE HARD WAY. ANYWAY, I HOPE YOU ENJOYED THIS CHAPTER.

I TOTALLY JUST WORKED OUT THAT I CAN TETHER MY IPAD TO MY PHONE DATA.. SO I MAY OR MAY NOT BE ABLE TO UPDATE MORE. ANYWAY, IM GOING TO MUMS IN FIVE DAYS AND I DONT KNOW HOW OFTEN I WILL BE ABLE TO UPDATE FOR THE THREE WEEKS AFTER THAT. SORRY IF I CANT REGUARLY.

PEACE, LOVE AND ETHAN KARPATHY.