Love Song For the Devil (BoyXboy ) 2nd Series

7. Charlie Puth: We Don't Talk Anymore

"You missed your plane!!"

Dad screamed on the phone. I sighed for the umpteenth time massaging my temples.

"Yes.. yes.." I said with a defeated tone. "I got up late. It's my fault.. I'll think of something."

"You better do Ethan Miles Steel or I'll be the death of you"

"Yes sir." I said with a hint of smile.

" I'm serious, Ethan. You're coming home at last and now...this happens."

"I'll think for something, dad. I'll come home I swear. Make up some excuse to Cecily." I say eyeing Damien staring at me from far away. His fans eyeing him from a distant. I wanted to hate him so bad.

" Just come home soon." Dad said. I could hear Cecily shrieking at the background.

"Bye dad. I'll call you if I get something."

I cut my call. I look outside thinking about millions of ideas swimming around my head. Then there was this... Ex boyfriend walking around.

My eyes darted towards him just to find him gone. Disappeared from the seat. I thanked God my one problem was gone for now. I called some of my friends if they knew what was I supposed to do. All they could say was wait until tomorrow to catch a flight if they had. But the problem was there was no flight available. Now all I could do was buy a fucking plane for me to get home or...

A jacket flew towards me and I caught it quickly. I was going to scream at the asshole but then I saw Damien jiggling shiny key in front of me.

"You wanna get home." He stated more than asked. I rolled my eyes.

"Yes. Damien, I want to get home for Christmas." I replied throwing his jacket back at him.

"Then this is what we-"

"We?! Since when-"

"Are going to do. We are going by car..think of it like a road trip."

"Wait, wait, wait.. I didn't agree to any of this bullshit." I said following him nonetheless. He turned towards me massaging his temple.

"Do you have any other options?" He asked making me think about any other options.

I sighed.

"I'll wait for another flight. Maybe something will come up tomorrow." I said trying to reason out or trying to find an excuse to why I shouldn't travel with my ex boyfriend for whom my feelings doesn't seem to be over. 

He waved all over the place.

"You heard the man say. No flights till after Christmas. Why are you making this difficult?" He asked a little frustrated at my reply.

"Why are you making this your problem?" I asked back irritated at how hot this guy could look even in such a fucking cold day.

He looked around looking like he wanted to beat up something and then finally turned towards me with his finger pointed at me.

"Look, I know we had a past that doesn't mean we avoid each other like a plague. The fact that we live in the same town should be enough for you to accept the offer." He said, "I need to go home and you need to go home. End if the story."

I glared at him and then at his stupid car.

"We are not using that car." He said following my gaze. "I am not ruining my baby in this stupid weather."

"So what do you suggest, Mr. Car Enthusiast?" I muttered.

"We are going to my house and then we'll go on."