"I Know You Love Her" Part 2 (Ethan x Reader)
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Pairing: Ethan Dolan X Reader
Warning: Cursing? (Barely any, but its whatevaaa)
Word Count: 1,725
Prompt: Part 2 of “I Know You Love Her.“
A/N: Enjoy! Sorry for the wait xx
You spent the whole night crying into your pillow; all of the unspoken words were now put into tears, falling freely from your eyes instead of your lips. You had wanted to tell him how you felt from the very beginning, but now seeing how things played out, you wish you could have just kept your mouth shut instead of acting so impulsively. More so, you just wished that your feelings would disappear for Ethan.
Everything would have been perfect if you hadn’t fallen for him, but then again, you couldn’t help it. Ethan Grant Dolan was everything you’d ever wanted and more. He was the one who put your heart back together after the countless amount of boys crushed it. He was the one who made you laugh until tears jerked at your eyes and your stomach hurt; he was the one you talked on the phone with late at night, having conversations with him that went on into the early morning. He was the one you confided in with everything, the one person who’s opinion actually mattered. He was the one who could make you feel every emotion possible all at once, or nothing at all.
Practically numb is how you felt right now, the dull sensation engulfing your body besides you heart, leaving you to feel the aching pain in your chest. You heaved out another sob when you heard your phone start blasting your alarm. You wiped your eyes and your eyebrows knitted together, finding it mind blowing that you managed to stay up and not fall asleep. You decided to stay in bed though. You knew for a fact that you weren’t ready to see Ethan. Once glance at him, and you’d break down. Things weren’t going to be the same from now on, and you’d be surprised if you guys would ever be friends again. You clutched the blanket closer to your chest, shutting your eyes as you heard your mom’s feet padding towards your door.
She knocked twice and entered, a frown etched upon her face. "Hey sweetie, you don’t feel well?” Your mom asked, shuffling over to where you were laying.
She pressed the back of her hand to your forehead before gasping. “Y/N! You’re burning up, love. Try and sleep, and i’ll grab you some aspirin for when you wake up.”
You nodded, thankful for the fact that your mom was so lenient and that you were in fact coming down with something. You shut your eyes, and let out a deep sigh before somehow managing to fall asleep.
You didn’t know how long you’d been asleep for, but when you woke up, your mom’s face was mere inches from yours, smiling gently as she stroked your head. "Hey honey, I’m sorry for waking you up. I’m heading out, I have work. But I invited Ethan over to keep you company."
You immediately shot up, "No, mom. I’m alright, really. I don’t need any company. I’m totally fine by myself, Ethan doesn’t have to come over.” Your heart was pounding in your ears, you weren’t ready to see him again. You needed time.
Your mom laughed, “Oh don’t be silly, Y/N. He’s already on his way here. He seemed a quite eager to get here, too.” She winked, “But I have to get going. I love you, call me if you need anything.” She kissed your forehead and walked out of your room, leaving you spastic. Your mind was racing along with your heartbeat. You skimmed your brain for any plausible ideas on how to escape this situation.
By the time you came up wth a plan to avoid Ethan, you heard your front door open and close, along with Ethan calling your name. Your eyes widened and your elaborate plan immediately went out the window as you dropped to the ground and crawled underneath your bed. Your bedroom door opened and Ethan walked in.
“Y/N? You in here?”
Silence. The room was dead quiet for a few moments until you heard Ethan sigh and watched him walk towards your bed. The mattress dipped as he sat down on the edge of your mattress, practically right above you. Your lips immediately trembled as you saw Ethan’s worn out, written on vans shuffle into view. Your eyes stung as you saw the faint, purple ink on the inside of his left shoe, ‘Y/N and Ethan forever! <3’
You let out a shaky breath that you didn’t know you were holding in, resulting in you clamping a hand over your mouth as you felt the bed shift back in place and watched as Ethan’s feet were now planted firmly on the floor.
He heard you, there was no doubt about it. You watched as he knelt down slowly, his head peeking under the bed to find you, hand over your mouth with tears in your eyes. He felt his heart clench. If there was one thing Ethan absolutely could not stand to see, it was seeing you cry. When his beautiful honey colored orbs met your tearful ones, that’s when you lost it.
You started to cry. You laid there under your bed, hair unruly and knotted, eyes full of tears, cheeks wet, face flushed and lips quivering as you poured out all of your emotions.
Nonetheless, he still thought you looked absolutely beautiful.
He reached under the bed and grabbed your waist and arm, trying you pull you out from under you bed. Once doing so, he got off of his knees and sat down, pulling you onto of him so that you were cradled in his arms. You placed your head in-between the crook of is neck and sobbed. He shh’ed you quietly, rubbing your back. He pressed a soft kiss to your forehead and pulled your body, that was adorned by one of the many sweatshirts of his that you had, closer to him. He’d never admit it, but seeing you in his clothes drove him absolutely insane.
Your cries died down after a while. You hiccuped and breathed in the familiar scent of him, which calmed your nerves greatly, but also sent your mind into overdrive. Not even an hour or two ago you were thinking of how you never wanted to see him again, but right now, all you craved was him, even if it wasn’t in the way you hoped for. You craved to be in his big, comforting arms; to feel his body pressed against yours as he held you tightly to his toned, muscular chest. To feel the tuffs of his soft, dark hair between your fingers, or to feel his hot, minty breath fan against your neck. It didn’t matter how you had him, you just needed him. You needed Ethan.
“I’m sorry,” You stammered. “I-I shouldn’t have told you off like that. I shouldn’t have gotten so mad about you and Meredith. I just got so winded seeing you two be all mushy all the time. I should be happy for you..”
“Y/N.” Ethan mumbled against your forehead. You hadn’t heard him though; you were rambling on with the sincerest apology you could muster up, even though it hurt you to say it.
You were blubbering, feeling the tears come rushing back, “And the fact that I wasn’t being supportive of you and Meredith’s relationship just shows how terrible of a friend I was..”
Ethan’s mind was elsewhere, not giving it a second thought when he mumbled, “I broke up with Meredith.”
You still continued, “It shouldn’t have mattered about what she was saying to me in the pool about me needing to get over-”
You stopped talking and you both turned to each other in shock, not believing what was being said.
“Wait, what?” You said simultaneously, concern laced in his voice, disbelief present in yours.
“You guys broke up?”
“What did she say to you?”
He looked at you sternly, as if telling you to explain first.
You bit your lip and averted your gaze to the floor, “She was just telling me that I needed to get over you because you would never like me and stuff. That’s what got me going last night in the first place..”
His clenched his jaw, causing waves of emotions to ripple through you. “Are you fucking serious?”
The room was silent for a few moments, the air grew thick.
“Well she was wrong.”
You immediately snapped your eyes back up to his face, to see him looking straight forward towards your wall nonchalantly giving you a quick glance.
“She’s wrong, Y/N. I do like you. Fuck, I was trying to tell you that in my truck last night, but you wouldn’t let me talk. I’ve liked you for so many years now. I just never thought you’d like me back, which is why I started dating Meredith in the first place. To try and get over you. But when you told me all of that stuff last night, I realized how fucking stupid I was.” He said exasperated, his cheeks a bright red.
You both held each other’s gaze, your faces incredibly close together; so close that you could feel his breath hitting your face.
You didn’t think you were hearing him properly. Perhaps you were still asleep, dreaming. He liked you. He always had liked you.
“Fucking hell, pinch me. I must be dreaming..” You mumbled.
He let out a small laugh, before his eyes flickered from your eyes to your lips. “I can do something a lot more efficient than pinching you to show you this isn’t a dream, sweetheart.”
With that, he closed the remaining space between the two of you as his lips captured yours in a much needed passionate kiss. You immediately reciprocated the actions, kissing him with everything you had in you.
You both eventually pulled away, gasping for air as you pressed your forehead against his. Your eyes fluttered open to see him already looking at you, grinning.
You looked at him, not fully processing what he had said as you felt your chest swell.
“What did you say?”
“Be” He muttered, kissing your cheek. “Mine,” he whispered in your ear, pressing another kiss to your jaw.
Your head rolled back, basking in the feeling of his lips hot against you skin.
You gave him another sweet kiss on the lips before getting off of him.
“Now, let’s take a nap, crying takes a lot out of a girl.” You joked, jumping in your bed, wrapping yourself up in the covers.
He smiled and got into bed with you, cuddling you from behind. “Anything for my princess.”
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