#ellis

Is it a Hunter? A Boomer? Aw shit, it's a Tank, ain't it?!

• ──★ 𝐈 𝐋𝐎𝐕𝐄 𝐘𝐎𝐔, 𝐈𝐌 𝐒𝐎𝐑𝐑𝐘.

pairing: ellis x fem!reader

summary: you have to leave town, and ellis thinks it’s better off if to end things, but it doesn’t go according to plan when he notices how much your sadness affects him.

warnings: angst, mention of y/n i’m SO obsessed with this show and my last name is sterling so that doesn’t help my case either lmaoo ENJOYY!

flying across multiple states on your own was never a good plan, everybody knew it.

that’s why you made one promise to yourself, no attachments.

don’t get attached, no matter what.

so far, it was good! you met some people, even a old childhood friend. canada was enjoyable, but not anything special, so keeping that promise didn’t seem that much of an issue.

that was until you met ellis.

at first, you thought of him as a regular, immature teenage boy, though everytime yall crossed paths he just kept proving you wrong.

like that one time he took your boxes across town without conformation, or the other time when he helped you set up a party for your sister.

something was different about him.

the first kiss you shared was even more special, gentle even, like if he leaned any harder you would break.

so when your dad came back onto the island and broke the news, obviously you were devastated!

the day moved ridiculously slow, the type were everything progressively piles, you’d think a independent teenage girl like you would be able to handle it.

but right now you couldn’t, and ellis saw it almost immediately.



the frown between your brows when you scrubbed the dishes, or the way you bit your lip when trying to concentrate.

“y/n..” he whispered softly, “can we talk?”

turning your head over you shoulder, you peeked over at him, ignoring the seriousness in his tone as you continued to scrub the plate before you. “yeah what’s up.”

“uh, look at me— please.” ellis urged, when you turned around, he stood right infront of you.

the look on his face? kinda shook you a bit.

“ellis?” you questioned, his eyes boring right into yours.

ellis fought with himself, he felt so cruel for doing this to you when you looked so stressed.. let alone the fact you were leaving tomorrow.

“i think we should..” he stalled— “i think we need to.” the brunette corrected.

“take a break, with whatever this is.” he finally uttered out, studying your expression.

and it wasn’t what he expected.

you looked absolutely wrecked.

“what?” you asked, tone just above a whisper as you leaned against the counter behind you.. glancing up at him with wide eyes.

you didn’t know what that meant fully, because you and ellis never had a label.

you’ve both kissed eachother before, shared hugs at night, especially when he took you home drunk.. multiple times.

but it wasn’t enough for him to call you girlfriend.

“ellis— ellis no.” you stuttered, silence weighed heavy, it was hard to hate him whenever he stared down at you like that.

“you don’t, you don’t know what your doing..” you confirmed, almost like you where trying to convince yourself that and not him.

“y/n..” ellis spoke softly, eyes fluttering with guilt, he couldn’t take seeing you like this, as soon as he saw those tears prick your eyes it was game over.

“i’m sorry.” he swallowed.

your expression crumbled, before you could even gain control of your cries you looked down— avoiding eye contact.

swallowing hard, you met his eyes again, trying to desperately keep yourself together.

vulnerability wasn’t something to play around with, you knew that— so crying infront of him so easily was clear he had a terrible effect on you.

“why are you doing this, what— was this just a stupid summer fling to you?” you exclaimed, tone angry this time.

“no, no not at all.” ellis panicked, shaking his head.. because it wasn’t just a fling to him, though right now you couldn’t tell.

“then why.” you stated, eyes glossy.

“you’re leaving— and i just can’t do this.” he forced, mentally facepalming, what type of response was that?

“wow.” you chuckled sarcastically, shaking your head in disbelief. “what a lame excuse.”

“that’s it? because i’m leaving.” you asked again.

“yes.” ellis choked out.

“atleast come up with something better than that— because that makes no fucking sense.” you spat, “i can’t control it, but you know what you can control?”

“this stupid— situationship you trapped me in.” you shrugged.

ellis stood, eyes softening at your words, stupid?

but oh he was wrong.

with a scoff, you spoke again. “this is why i can’t do no labels— because..” you paused for a moment, “i love you ellis.”

he froze, his heart racing— this is not how he expected it to go.

“you.. love me?” he asked softly, one thing about him, he listened way to perfectly.

“yes!” you cried out, sniffling— “nobody ever treated me the way you do.”

a tear slipped down your cheek, though you quickly wiped it with the back of your hand.

“i was thinking about staying, after i was done with dishes i was gonna call my dad..” you explained, “and i-“ you started again, but before you could finish..

ellis pressed his lips against yours, sudden— but real.

it’s was almost natural the way you melted into the kiss, your not sure why you’d even accept it after he just made you rant like that.

but the way he listened so closely, like the more you spoke the more he felt absolutely horrible.

his hand came up to cup your cheek, again— like you were delicate.

it lingered for a moment, until he pulled back slightly, catching your teary eyes.

“i love you.” he whispered, regretting everything he said before— ellis knew he was confused at first, but now he knew.

he was in love with you.