it's been almost an hour of us just hanging out, eating pizza.

pineapple pizza was surprisingly...

disgusting.

i will never understand how they fucking live for that shit. it does not belong on pizza!

i looked to ethan who was already looking back, he gave me a pity smile. what the hell was that for?

i bit my bottom lip and stared at the ground, thinking about things. why did ethan get so mad? why did grayson stand up for me like that?

"so are we gonna sister film or what?" james said, annoyed at the current silence.

grayson nodded, standing up and grabbing his keys off a hook near the door and looked back to all of us who were still sitting around the couch, "well are you guys coming or what?" i got out of my head as we all followed him out to his car.

we got in, james in the front seat next to grayson who was driving, ethan sat next to me in the back, carelessly on his phone, scrolling away.

grayson propped their camera up in the car as it pointed at all of us. ethan sat at the end of his seat, grabbing onto the drivers seat and started to talk but to be honest i was zoned out.

his veins were perfectly sticking out of his arms.

weird, why is that a turn on?

i was now at the edge of my seat, holding onto james' seat. looking into the camera.

ethan held his phone to the camera which had a tweet he was about to post, it said, "she could be the one..💙." without even realizing it, i found myself smiling before realizing i was on camera and stopped.

"i'm gonna tweet this so hopefully you guys get kind of suspicious." he told the camera with a cheesy smile, oh shit i'm staring.

james pulled his phone out and did the same with twitter, i was just chilling in the back.

i heard grayson laugh at the tweet, it read: "i'm about to sister suck for a real one 🤩" i felt myself laugh too.

we were driving for awhile before grayson stopped at a cafe, we ordered drinks and shit before sitting down next to one another.

ethan unexpectedly smiled at me. is he bipolar or something what the fuck?

he pulled his phone out from his shorts pocket and aimed it at me like he was going to take a picture. and he did.

"i wasn't ready!" he laughed and showed me the picture, "i look gross ethan."

"you look great! now take one of me!" i rolled my eyes while smiling, pulling my phone out as he posed with his coffee. he looked good.

i smiled the photo before showing him for his own eyes. "i'll airdrop it to you, airdrop mine." i demanded before he got a notification on his phone from my airdrop, same with mine.

"let's post them." i nodded before opening instagram.

caption: "coffee pic? not fucking surprising!" i smiled at it, ethan captioned his, "asked for my coffee in a tea cup." it wasn't that good, not better than mine for sure!

we were awkwardly smiling at each other for awhile before notifications started popping up on our phones.

"everyone's commenting ethma." i told him laughing, "it's working." he nodded in agreement, looking to james and grayson.

"we're gonna win." he said, putting his hand up for a high-five, which i gladly gave him.

he kept eye contact with me but started to frown as he lifts himself from his chair, walking off without saying anything to anyone.

did i do something?

ethans pov

i smile at her before everything just seemed to start flashing.

she reminded me of her.

of meredith.

i had to walk away, at least for a second to think. i storm into a bathroom stall.

i stood, hand on my forehead and began to think. i feel butterflies when i'm with her, but she doesn't feel the same.

and it hurts.

i'm pretty fucking convinced grayson likes her, i can just see it in his eyes when he looks at her.

i can see it in hers too. she definitely feels something towards him.

i heard a bang on the door of my stall.

"ethan?"

why the fuck was emma in the men's restroom. oh i forgot, she doesn't give a flying fuck!

i unlocked the door, seeing her standing in front of me.

her eyes piercing into mine, i had walked closer to her without even thinking twice about it.

she was doing something to me i couldn't explain.

she looked genuinely concerned for me. but why? we argued earlier, and i kind of forgot about it, until she looked at me like she had before.

"emma who hurt you?"

her eyebrows raised, in shock at my question before she crossed her arms. she finally gave in, "my ex boyfriend."

i don't know why, but a wave of jealousy shot throughout my entire body, like it was coursing in my veins.

"physically?" she nodded slowly before i cleared my throat.

"i'm really sorry emma." i meant every word, i couldn't imagine going through that. and i must have really fucking scared her earlier. why do i not fucking think, like ever?

as i looked at her my thoughts drifted to meredith.

i loved her and she cheated on me.

i've asked myself if i'd ever feel that way again, but it's just a spark.

and i felt it with her. did she feel it with me too? am i making up everything in my head?

i bit my bottom lip waiting for a response.

"it's not you're fault e." i understood, but i still felt sorry.

my hand threw itself behind her, onto her shoulder bringing her into a bear hug. "i'm here for you."

"thanks." she said. i felt a smile against my chest. making me smile.

"now we have to get back before they think we're hooking up." she laughed and stepped back from me.

"yeah you're probably right." i say, laughing with her.

maybe if grayson thought that he'd back the hell down.

comment thoughts? idk sorry for the late update.

thanks for 32 votes!! :)

i didn't go over this for grammar shit bc i wanna get it out + i'm lazy.

side note: yes i know the coffee pics were old but they were the only ones i could find!!