My Best Friend's Brother

Chapter 34

I FINALLY UPDATED! 

I would be lying if I said that I was not delighted to see Ethan outside my window. But I was definitely not going give him the satisfaction of knowing that so I clenched my teeth and glared at him. He struggled to keep his balance and when he reached to push open the window, he realized it was locked. A satisfied smirk took over my face as I walked towards him. He looked up and just as his eyes connected with mine, he flashed me a bright smile. I didn’t return it.

I leaned towards the window and raised one eyebrow. He raised his eyebrows too, confused.

“What do you want?” I questioned but his confused expression stayed. Either he was deaf or the window really was making it difficult for him to hear me.

I sighed, unlocking the window and pushed it open. I was too quick and the corner of the window connected with his nose. One of his hands flew up to his face with a gasp as he almost lost balance.

“I’m sorry! I didn’t mean to!” I gasped and extended my hand to him to give him support.

“I didn’t either,” he said softly, looking into my eyes deeply with my hand in his.

“What?” I asked.

“I’d rather have this conversation in your room than me hanging out here, giving people the assumption that I’m trying to break in,” he said, chuckling lightly.

“Oh, yeah, sure,” I said, helping him come in.

He stumbled in and steadied himself.  Despite the fact that I was angry with him, I couldn’t help but think how I managed to get such a good looking boyfriend. He even managed to look absolutely hot in just a pair of black jeans and a plain white T-shirt. Jerk.

We sat down on my bay window. Silence crackled in the air as I tried to observe my nails instead of his face. I could feel his stare on me.

I shut my eyes and let out a small breath. “So? Why are you here?” I asked, getting straight to the point.

“I-I’m sorry,” he stuttered.

“Oh! Really?” I asked, raising my eyebrows and looking up at him. “You weren’t sorry the day you yelled at me and walked out of the door, leaving me alone. You weren’t sorry the day after that when you ran into me. You weren’t sorry the few days after that when you ignored me.”                                       

His gaze dropped to the floor, ashamed. When he didn’t say anything, I looked away too. I can’t believe I actually thought he would apologize with sincerity and things would be the way they were before.

“I was,” he whispered.

My head shot up. “What?”

“I was sorry the minute I left the room. I regret what I did that day and if I could go and change it, I would. I would sit with you and hug you and tell you that it was alright. I would tell you that we would figure it out together and probably throw a bunch of insults and death threats towards Austin. I would try to make you laugh and kiss you. But I didn’t. And I hate myself for being so impulsive and removing all my anger out on you. I’m sorry, Ash. I really am,” he said, still staring at the floor. 

I felt a small smile tug at my lips. “How am I meant to know that you won’t let your anger get the better of you again?”

“You’re not. I don’t promise you that I’m never going to get angry at you. You can’t expect me to not get angry; I’m not a robot. I’m not expecting the same from you, either but I’ll always apologize. I’ll always make it up to you, Ash.”