moved in | e.d

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Song: almost is never enough by Ariana Grande

Love is,
when the other persons happiness
is more important
than your own.

Ethans POV

[11:00am Tuesday]

I walk down the halls with my fingers picking at the straps of my bag.

I smile past the people down the halls and see Grayson nod his head as a 'whats up'.

I nod back making my way over to him; leaning on his locker.

"Hey bro." he places out his hand for me to give him the classic bro hug.

"Hey man, seen Bailey?" I ask scratching the back of my head.

I texted her but she hasn't replied. I didn't get to see her since she isn't in my classes I had these first two periods.

"Nah, why's that?"

"Oh." I furrow my brows.

"No, nothing." I smile back just thinking she got kept in class a little longer.

She will be back soon.

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Baileys POV

"I know right! So I told him NO! I am the one who spoons you!" Malia says making me laugh.

"Malia! Isn't the boy supposed to be the spoon?" I ask raising a brow.

She places her hand on her heart while her jaw drops.

"SEXIST!" She over-exaggerates.

"A girl can be the spoon too!" She pouts her lip and crosses her arms making me laugh harder.

"Okay, okay! You have a point!" I shut my eyes nodding my head.

She smiles wider; feeling pleased with her self.

"I know I-"

She gets cut off by a screeching voice.

"Hey Bailey!" I roll my eyes noticing the voice.

Britney.

I turn around on my heels, flipping my hair.

I give her a fake smile as she walks over.

"Yes, Britney." I say cheerily; sarcastic of course.

"I need to talk to you!" She says in a serious tone which makes me laugh.

"As if." Malia spits at her making Britney rolls her eyes.

"Please, this is seri-"

"Britney!" We all turn around to see who cut her off. 

Logan.

Why is he asking for her?

I look back and see her gulp. Her eyes change. Like she is scared.

She turns back to me with a worried expression on her face.

I tilt my head wondering what was going on.

Logan raises his head, suggesting she comes over to him.

She lets out a curse word while grabbing onto the straps of her bag. Her head hangs low as she begins walking away, towards him.

I grab onto her wrist and pull her back, surprising her.

"What did you want to say?" I ask; now intrigued and wondering what she wanted to say.