He took his lips off of mine, his hazel eyes staring into mine with a focused expression and his hands on either side of me against the wall behind my back. "This is wrong..." I mumbled out. I probably sounded like an idiot. He cocked a brow, glancing to the side. He seemed a little frustrated and just...sad. I tried to lighten the situation, "Eth-" "Don't," he muttered with a slight gruff to his normally happy voice. "Either you want me or you don't, Emily... You choose." And then he turned, and left, leaving me in my room with my thoughts. Only my thoughts.