Chapter 15

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I've been back home for a couple days now and I'm loving every second. Ethan seems to really like it here, as well. 

My family seems to really like Ethan. I mean, who wouldn't? He's the sweetest person ever. Not to mention he can brighten a room up just with his laugh.

He hasn't slept in the guest room once. Ethan has always been glued to my side, for the most part. I can't complain though since I find it comforting. 

Amy:
hows home?

Elena:
home is nice.

Amy:
hows ethan and your family?

Elena:
ethan is good. the family is good. they really like each other.

Amy:
MARRY HIM

Elena:
he doesn't feel the same way.

Amy:
yes he does.

Amy:
WAIT

Amy:
did you just confess about liking Ethan?

Elena:
i mean....

Amy:
I TOLD YOU

Elena:
i'm not exactly sure yet. 

Amy:
elaborate.

Elena:
well i'm not sure about this feeling i have whenever i'm around him. i never felt this way before so i think it's just because we're best friends and my brain is just playing tricks on me.

Amy:
what does the feeling feel like?

Elena:
my heart always beats faster whenever he touches me. i get butterflies in my stomach whenever i look at him. should i even mention the goosebumps i get when he touches me? like i get them even if he brushes his knee against mine by accident or something.

Amy:
thats called being in love, hunny.

Elena:
how do you know?

Amy:
i'm the same but with mark.

Elena:
but i've been in love before....with jace....

Amy:
i hate to be that person but, you were young. you might have thought you were but, this is what being in love feels like. trust me, i thought i was too with past boyfriends.

Elena:
oh...fuck me then.

Amy:
give it some time, hun. i know he feels the same way. tell him how you feel.

Elena:
have you met me? i'm shy and awkward.

Amy:
yes, i have met you and you're an amazing person. i'm sure you'll find a way.

Elena:
i'll think about telling him.

Amy:
thats my girl.

"Hey El?" Ethan looks over at me.

"Yeah?"

"Are you okay? You look a little pale."

"I'm fine." No i'm not.

"You sure?"

"Yes." I force a smile. I'm in love with my best friend. I am not okay.

He gives me a look like he doesn't believe me but he shrugs it off.

I turn over to the tv and watch it with Ethan before my eyelids start to get heavy. 

Except, I can't fall asleep. My mind is racing and I can't go to bed with a racing mind. It's physically impossible for me.

I crawl over to Ethan and practically lay on top of him.

He laughs. "Yes, El?"

"I'm tired." I yawn.

"It's only 8pm."

I nod. "Time is overrated."

Ethan wraps his arms around my waist. "Why are you practically on top on me, again."

"I dunno. You looked lonely." 

"There's something called personal space, you know." 

I roll off of him. "Right. Sorry."

"No." Ethan rolls over to me. "Don't go."

"I'm right here." I say, closing my eyes.

What if I do love Ethan?

Everything makes sense when I'm with him.

His hand fits in mine like it's just made for me. (A/N: please tell me you know which song that's from)

Does his lips fit in mine like they're just made for me, too?


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