10. Fake boyfriend

Ethan's POV

Next morning, I was practically thrown out of Madison’s house. I knew it would happen sooner or later, but the result was a lot more dramatic than I had presumed. But I still don’t get why she got so mad? She was the one who came close to me first. Of course, there was no way I wouldn’t pull her, knowing she was into me.

And I was too.

The kiss wasn’t as long, because she somehow got snapped back to reality, I still feel a rush the moment I remind myself of the passionate lip lock we shared. The kiss wasn’t just hunger, it was a need, a devotion, almost like a pure melody sung out of a gold harp played in that serene surrounding. Her lips had a taste, different from the ones I had ever felt against mine. But it made my heart sink knowing I can’t be fooling around her again, knowing how it ended this time.

With a dead phone in my hand and a tight white tee paired with pyjamas, I was standing on the road like a hobo waiting for his unison with some community, I could get ac