Together Forever

Chapter 44

Evelyn's POV Copyright Nôv/el/Dra/ma.Org.

I blink my eyes open slowly as I feel the tint of sunlight on me. I rub my eyes before looking beside me

and a smile falls on my lips. Ethan is sleeping on his stomach, his hair swooping on his face. His tan

back is glowing with the light. I move towards him more and push the hair off his face. Caressing his

cheek, I place a kiss on his forehead and he stirs in his sleep.

He turns on his back as he opens his eyes slowly.

"Good morning." I smile at him earning one from him.

"Morning." Wrapping his hand around my shoulder, he pulls me close to his face and pushes my hair

off my forehead.

I scrutinize his face carefully. Big deep brown eyes with long eyelashes, black hair with a hint of brown,

broad forehead, freckles under eyes, and thin pink lips; he's beautiful.

"I know I'm beautiful." He grins at me like an idiot.

What the hell? Can he read minds or something? Vampire...? Oh my God-

"I can't read minds, I swear." Says he with a taunting smile making me scowl.

I scoff playfully, hitting his chest and he laughs. Childish pretty laugh. He seems really happy these

days.

"Anyways, let's have breakfast. Aren't you hungry?" He asks, sitting straight up on the bed.

"Yes. We didn't have dinner last night."

"That's because we had something else."

It takes me a few seconds to process what he said and when I look at him, he's staring at me with a

smirk.

"Shameless," I grumble pushing him off the bed as he bursts out laughing. Falling back on the bed, I

cover my head up with the blanket while he starts walking towards the washroom still laughing.

"But it's true." He states.

"Fuck you."

"Hehe, I love you too."

.....

I've been raking through my closet for the last five minutes but I can't decide what to wear. Like since

when I became cautious about my looks? It's not like this is some special day. But whatever.

Finally, I find a red long-sleeved top and I pair it with some denim shorts. Leaving my wet hair open, I

get out of the room and to the kitchen where Ethan is cooking I guess.

I tiptoe to the door and see his back facing me. He's freshly showered and in nothing but a trouser. His

wet hair is dumped on the side and his muscles are flexing for movement. He should have worn

something-

"What a view, huh? I know right." He says, startling me.

What the fuck? This is getting on my nerves now. I'm sure I didn't make a sound. I was just watching

like a thief...I mean yeah.

Scoffing, I stomp up to him and sit on the countertop. He turns around with a knife in his hand, smiling.

"How do you understand every time I'm watching you?" I ask.

Placing the knife on the chopping board, he puts his hands on both sides of me as he smirks.

"Because..."

"Because?"

"Because I feel you." Says he, making me wiggle my eyebrows.

"Ahh. That was...kinda romantic?" I mock as he turns around laughing and shaking his head.

But that was deep...

"Ethan?"

"Hmm?"

"Why don't you keep maids? When I first came here, I thought I would see your house as usual like

others, so many maids. But it's not like that." I ask, swaging my legs.

Ethan stirs something on the pan as he answers, "I like to live alone. All alone."

"Then why did you force me to come here?" I smile inwardly, knowing the answer already.

"Your matter is different." He chuckles.

"How's that?"

Turning the stove off, he also sits beside me and begins to speak.

"I like it when you're around. I love everything about you. How you talk, how you walk, and even the

way you pout!"

My chuckle interrupts him, causing him to look at me, pouting.

"Why are you chuckling? I know I sound stupid but it's the truth." He throws his hands up in the air.

"Ok, ok. Go on."

"Hmm." Smiling, he starts again, "I love to spend time with you. When you were at your apartment, I

just tried to find a reason to go there and see you. When you're with me, I feel happy. I didn't know

what emptiness felt like before I met you. You make me complete."

I watch him in awe as he keeps talking like a child lost in his own world. But his every word touches my

heart.

When he notices me staring at him, he stops and gives me a questioning look. I shake my head and

smile.

He holds my hand in his and intertwines our fingers, "This is why I want you with me. I don't want to live

alone anymore. I'm happy to share my home with you forever." He grins.

Forever?

He already started planning his forever with me?

"I..." I am about to speak when someone clears their throat and our heads snap in the direction of the

sound to see Matt watching us, amused.

"Oh no! Did I just ruin a fuckingly sweet romantic moment?" He fakes surprise, "Fuck you, Matt. You

should go rot in hell." He says as he seems to bang his head on the wall dramatically.

I shake my head, jumping off of the counter and I hear Ethan scoff in annoyance.

"Why are you here, Matt? Ethan asks.

"Dude, seriously? Like did you forget I was your friend? Do I need a reason to come here? You hurt

me." He wipes fake tears causing Ethan to roll his eyes.

"Just stop the drama, ok?"

"Ok." He smiles sweetly, "But I'm hungry."

"So what am I gonna do about it?" Ethan replies.

"You're gonna feed me milk with a feeder like my mummy used to do or what?"

Ethan grunts in response.

"I'm waiting at the table by the way." Saying, he leaves the kitchen.

......

I serve the pancakes on the table, Ethan and Matt's with maple syrup and mine with chocolate sauce. I

sit down and see Matt trying to draw something on the bread with strawberry syrup.

It looks like... cactus?

"The cactus is beautiful." I smile while Matt scowls at me.

"It's not cactus. It's a cloud."

"Oh! Cloud! Nice." I say awkwardly.

After that, we start eating in silence when suddenly Matt speaks up,

"Ethan?"

"Hmm?"

"I guess I'm in love again."

I almost choke on my juice but Ethan seems neutral.

"You heard me?" Matt asks impatiently seeing Ethan's reaction.

"Yes."

"Then?"

"Then what? You said that one hundred thirty-three point five times before. So?" Ethan shrugs.

"What the-"

Matt stares at him in disbelief as he throws a piece of bread at Ethan. He catches it and throws it back

at Matt and it continues.

"Stop guys. This is not a badminton court." I scold playfully.

"Sorry, Evie." Matt apologizes before turning his attention to Ethan.

"Ethan, listen. This time I'm serious."

"Last time about the blond girl, you were serious too." He says, sipping on his grape juice.

"But but this time I'm so...I mean hella...I mean so much serious."

Ethan sighs, "Ok, who's the girl again?"

Matt scratches behind his ear as he says the name making me choke for the second time.

"Cathie."

Ethan puts his hand around me and pats my back, "Are you okay?"

I nod somehow and gulp down the water before glaring at Matt.

"What the actual hell?" I shout.

"Evie? Why are you staring at me like that? You're looking like Annabelle."

"I don't care but what the hell you just said? Cathie? Out of all the girls, you decided to play with

Cathie? Listen, Matt. I'm serious. She's an innocent and responsible girl. If you flirt with her, she'll take

it seriously. She doesn't play games. I swear to God if you break her heart, I'll kill you."

"Evie, just cool down," Matt says with a serious expression. "And no, you're wrong. It's true that I'm a

player but I'm not that bad you are thinking I am. I'll never play games with someone like Cathie. What I

said is true. I really like her. Maybe you won't believe me but look at Ethan. He was a fucking dickhead

before you came but he has changed now. You changed him. Why can't I?"

"Oi! Did you just praise me or..."

"Shut up." Matt cuts Ethan off.

As I calculate what Matt said, I think maybe it's true. Probably he's really catching feelings. If Ethan can

change, why can't he? I don't have the right to stop him but I also have to make sure Cathy doesn't get

hurt.

"Ok, I believe you. But I'm saying again don't you dare hurt her unless you want to be dead." I warn

Matt.

He smiles before bowing his head, "Sure ma'am."

I smile back.

"But how am I supposed to ask her out? I'm...uh...kinda nervous." Matt says.

"You will wear a banana costume and go ask her out." Ethan smiles, innocent.

"Yeah sure. Planning to sue me, right?" Matt grumbles, rolling his eyes.

"Evelyn?" He whines.

"What?"

"Only you can help me."

"How?"

His eyes glisten in excitement as he exclaims.

"I got an idea."