It was early in the morning when Ethan found himself leaning against the balcony of his apartment, not being able to sleep anymore. He was never the type of person to regret the things he had done in his life. He had slept with plenty of girls, hell even cheated on his previous girlfriends and in this relationship there was no difference. He had cheated on his current girlfriend a couple of days ago when he went out with his friends and he couldn’t help but feel extremely guilty. His feelings for this girl were stronger than he had ever felt with the others and the guilt was slowly eating him up inside hence to why he couldn’t sleep anymore. His head snapped up when he heard footsteps behind him and he turned to look at the girl. ”Hey, babe.”

      “that would be great.” 

❝ i can walk you to the couch, but i don’t know about tucking you in. ❞

slowly, a confused look crossed over his features. he had never heard anything like that before. it was weird. hell, he would dare and say it was unheard of, too. warren had never heard of a power like that. he held a hand up and waved her off. warren definitely did not want to use her. he had no use for that ( at least he didn’t think he did ) and he had no intentions of using her. ❝ i don’t want your powers and i don’t want to use you. i have no use for that, i swear. — the only thing i want is for you to not use them on me again. just don’t fucking do it. ❞ he promised her. the back of his mind was nagging him. it was telling him not to trust her because it was possible she could hurt him. the stranger in front of him had the capability of doing that. but, he ignored them. ❝ a word of advice, though: we all go through it. we’re all scared in the beginning. do you think a twelve year old boy knows how to handle the idea of setting his classroom on fire? it’s scary shit. we all know the feeling. ❞

❝ you think if i remembered i would be here right now?? ❞ he questioned with an annoyed look. ( but then again that could have been mistaken as his neutral, resting face. ) cocking his head to the side, he eyed her for a moment, curious as to what her powers were and why she felt the need to barge into every fight she saw. ❝ then what the hell is your powers? i’ve never seen anything like that and i’ve seen a lot of shit in my day. — i don’t want anything from you, okay! i swear i am not going to hurt you! stop freaking out! ❞   

  ❝ no, you’re drunk. i’m not fucking stupid. ❞ & cue the over dramatic scoff. ❝ and nice try, but you’re sleeping on the couch. i don’t want you puking or stinking up my bed.  ❞ 

❝ but i’m not going to hurt you, so get that out of your head right now. i swear i just want to talk. no funny business. ❞ warren swore and waited for her to make an appearance. he knew he had a reputation and he wasn’t proud nor ashamed of it. he only accepted it. but, times like these he wished he didn’t have one. sighing once he saw her come out from behind a corner, he started to walk towards her, but kept enough distance not to scare her of. ❝ i’m not going to fucking hit you. chill out… but listen, i wanted to talk to you about what happened back there. ❞ he started and looked around to see if anyone was in listening distance. ❝ i don’t remember exactly what happened, but i definitely did not like it. so when you ran out of there i got confused as fuck — what did you do? ❞

picking up his pace, he started to jog after her once there weren’t many students around. fuck, why was he even trying? chasing a girl he didn’t know for answers? he was starting to think this wasn’t worth it, but he couldn’t help it. warren n e e d e d  to know. pushing back his unruly hair, he puffed out his cheeks and scanned the hallway to figure out where she went. ❝ i’m not going to hurt you. ❞ well, not on purpose. ❝ yeah, but you didn’t now get out from wherever you are so we can fucking talk. i want answers and i want them now.. c’mon, you can’t hide forever. ❞