Ethan’s POVI flop down on my bed , staring up at the white ceiling above me. My lips curl upward as my mind float back to baby blue eyes.His eyes are beautiful. Light blue iris surrounded by dark blue flakes and a sapphire ring that glean in with the light. Chestnut brow soft silky hair falling over the forehead, long full eyelashes evenly fluttering across pink cheeks, Honey blonde skin completely flawless, cute pointed nose, perfect plump lips that are an ideal balance between not being too big but not too small. He is incredibly Gorgeous.Shit ! I've gone crazy ! To think about him like this. I brush my hair backward and roll onto my stomach, sinking my head deep into the pillow. Why am I thinking about him like this ? He is just an ordinary boy. Why is he affecting me this much ?I've been thinking about Michael the last two days, while in football practice, while sitting in the class and cafet
I can't help but think about Michael When I watch Eve happily dancing around the living room squealing Pizza and Milkshake. What is Michael doing now ? Did he go back to his home ? Where's his home ? I think whilst taking my phone out of my pocket to order Pizza.Michael has something in common with Eve. It's not the stutter or their liking for Pizza and milkshake. But something else. I don't really know what it is. Maybe the warmth that radiated from his body when I held him close. I felt like I was holding Eve. And looking at Michael reminds me of Eve and now looking at Eve, I'm thinking about him. One thing I'm sure, if Eve ever happens to meet Michael, she will definitely get along with him very well. In fact Eve gets along with everyone.Mom arrives at about 9. On hearing the sound of her car, I goes to the sit out. Eve had fallen asleep half an hour ago on the couch watching her cartoon and I had carried her upstairs to her room." When d
Nate’s POVAm I ready for today ? I search my reflection in the mirror for answers. Two nervous blue eyes stare at me from the mirror through the curtain created by Chestnut brown locks.Today is Monday. I have Calculus class with Ethan and his two friends. Will they again follow me to bully me ? Shall I bunk Calculus class? But how long am I gonna hide from them and skip Calculus? I need to go. I would just sit somewhere in the front and not look at them.I nod looking at myself in the mirror and then turn around walking out of the room and to my first class Biology.As the bell rings after the first hour, my heart starts to thud extremely fast. What will happen next ? I takes nervous steps towards the Calculus class praying in my mind for the two or maybe all the three of them to bunk Calculus class today or totally forget about me.I step into the class. Only a few students has arrived. I take a seat in the le
Last hour was chemistry. Chemistry teacher Mrs Allen had brought two racks of test tubes to class, filled with different acids and alkalis along with some metals to teach their combined reactions. She said the chemistry lab was under maintenance and she could only take us to the lab next week.Everyone hurries out of the class room with their things, as soon the bell rings. I am the only one remaining inside except for the teacher who is carefully placing the test tubes back inside the racks. Soon she finishes the task and looks at me. "Aren't you going?", She asks." Yeah..I'm g..going.", I say and stand up." can you do me a favour of taking this test tubes to the lab ?", She asks. I think for a moment about saying 'Sorry, I am in a hurry'. But that would probably sound rude as I was sitting here so leisurely. And I don't want to earn this teacher’s dislike too. So I nod. "Okay, lab assistant will be there. Just hand it to her." S
Ethan's POVI sit in the last row of the history class, anxiously looking at the doors with my textbook and assignment notebook sitting on the nearby chair, the chair near the window. Students pour into the class like colonies of ants, each one taking seat at their respective chairs along with their partner.The class fills in no time and I sigh looking down at my feet. I had a little hope that Michael will come today. But now I lost it. He isn't going to come. How could I expect him to class after yesterdays events ? Yesterday he got hurt badly. We beat him almost to death. we were about to go out for a party when he jumped in front of us. I actually didn't want to go but I couldn't say 'No' as I already avoided two parties last week.I was the first one to notice Michael. I prayed they won't see him and he'll walk away quickly. But things happened against my wish. Michael wasn't observing his surroundings. He was walking very slowly, lo
Last hour was arts. Arts teacher Miss Anderson just told us to draw a scenery. I wasn't actually in a good mood to draw and I ended up drawing my typical sketch of a river with cherry blossom on one side and a blurry ashy hill behind. But it wasn't bad. I got an A for it.I'm somewhat good at drawing and that's why I choose arts as my elective subject. My Dad apparently draws well. He has done a few exhibitions of his art works and all. Okay, let me agree he's a great artist and that's probably how Eve and I got the talent. I only got a very small part of it but I know Eve has got it all. She already draws well and I know she'll become a really great artist when she grows up.So the last bell rang a few minutes ago and currently I'm hastily heading towards Michael's dorm, slinging my bag on my shoulder, thinking about something. Yeah What else? Michael itself.I was just thinking what elective subject he has chosen. Will it be Arts by any chanc
" E..Ethan..wh..what did you do ? Are you o..okay ?", Michael asks in fear and concern which really surprise me. I bite on my lip trying to silently endure the pain. Michael then grabs my left hand and hurriedly pulls me inside, closing the door. He then drags me with him to the bathroom. He opens the washbasin tap and make me hold my hand under it. I wince slightly." Why the hell did you d..do that?", he asks." I wanted to talk to you.", I say.He shakes his head in exasperation. " Why the hell do you want to t..talk to me ? "" I'm sorry Michael.", I say." Why ? Why are you s..sorry ? You are again g..going to bully me tomorrow. Then why ?"" Do you hate me ?"" Yeah..I hate you ! ", he sneers.I press my lips together and look at the running water, splashing forcefully on my palm, causing a kind of piercing pain on my now swollen fingers. But it's nothing compared to the pain I now fe
Nate's POVI shut the door as soon as Ethan steps out. Locking it, I go to my bed and collapse down, heaving a sigh. I hate Ethan. I hate him so much. I hate the fact that he looks like Alex. I hate this school. I hate my previous school too. I hate every school. I don't want to study anymore.No I take it back. I want to study. I just hate going to school. I should better do home schooling.Lying on my bed, I involuntarily tear up. I can't bear this anymore. I don't have any idea what I should do. I'm scared to go to class. I'm scared seeing people. I'm so pathetic. I'm a loser. Tears run down my both cheeks one after another.Suddenly my phone rings near my ear making me flinch. I grab it and look at the caller ID. It's my Mom calling. I quickly wipe away my tears and breathe in and out a few times, trying to calm myself down. Then I answer the call." Hello Mickey..", My Mom says enthusiastically from the other si
Nate's POV Ethan has a proud smile on his lips as he looks at me from among the vast sea of graduates, sitting in front of me, wearing black robes and hats. Gavin, Grace, Milan and Dulce are beside Ethan and they also have wide smiles on their faces. I'm now standing on the dials of Westview's main auditorium, in front of the Mike, facing at least a three thousand people, including our principal, chief guests, staffs, my fellow graduates and their friends and family. And they are all looking at me confused as to why I suddenly paused my valedictorian speech without a proper conclusion. Yes, today I'm graduating from high school and I'm standing here on the stage, delivering a speech after becoming the Valedictorian of this year. Something I and all the others thought I would never be able to do. Or better something people made me think I would never be able to do. But today I proved to myself and to the other that it was a wrong conception. Of course I co
" Michael..", Ethan calls, shaking me by my shoulder as I almost drift into sleep. I open my eyes and see his face hovering over me. " Your parents are coming here evening. They want to have dinner with us.", he says. " Oh ! ", I gasp and shoot up from the bed, causing Eve to groan. I quickly give her a pillow to hug and slide out of the bed. " But they didn't tell me." " They were going to tell you when you handed me the phone.", he says. " Okay, so what are we d..doing ?", I ask. " They are planning for us to meet at some restaurant.", he says. " So after having dinner, they would r..return back ?", I ask. He nods. " So they are coming just for a dinner ? Why do they have to c..come now ? We had told them that we would come on v..vacation, right ?", I ask in surprise. " Yeah..but they want to see us now. They already booked ticket.", Ethan says scratching on his neck.
Nate's POV It's past 6 Am when Ethan pulls the car in through the gates of our house. We had started from hostel at 4, after our bit too courageous deed there. Ethan had been waiting for it since a long time and I too was waiting for him to do it to me. But he wouldn't ask me. So at last I decided to ask him on our birthday. I wanted our first time to be special and memorable and I'm damn sure this past night will remain in our memories forever. I know, If we got caught, we could have got dismissed from school without being able to write the last semester exams and it would have been a forever painful memory for both of us. But I knew no body would catch us as almost all the students had went home and only a very few were staying at hostel during study leave. And thankfully everyone in our nearby rooms had went home. Ethan pulls the car into the porch and unbuckles his seat belt whilst rubbing his sleep deprived eyes. He could only sle
My hands shook and my heart pounded away so hard in my chest that I thought I might perish right here and now from the simple sight of my angel lying naked underneath me on our small sweet bed in Dorm 69. This is the bed where we slept hugging each other tightly on the day we first met. I remember picking up a hyperventilating Michael from the bathroom that day and making him lie here on this bed. He was in a totally vulnerable state then. He was someone with a lot of fears and insecurities. But now he has changed a lot. He isn't that same boy anymore. As I looked at his gorgeous baby blue eyes and his equally gorgeous body, which he had given me to do whatever I wanted tonight, I felt my pulsing desire to make him fly to the highest reaches of heaven. I wanted to show him how desirable he was and how perfect he was to me and how hot he was. I watched fascinated as his slender body undulated underneath mine, his creamy skin flushed s
Ethan's POV Soft, cute, warm, nice, beautiful, comforting, baby blue, lovely, gorgeous these are a few of the many words that randomly pop into my mind as I lie back comfortably on the driver's seat with my head tilted a little to stare at Michael, lying beside me on the passenger seat, animatedly talking about his past birthdays, his baby blue eyes glowing beautifully under my car's dome light. " And then Ethan...I..", he pauses and tilts his head smiling at me. My heart melts on seeing his dimples and I stare at him awestruck. When he smiles at me like this I feel my entire being coming to a standstill. He then suddenly giggles, the most softest and cutest voice, which is like music to my ears. And the corners of his baby blue eyes crinkle making him look more cute. He simply takes my breathe away with those eyes and dimples of his. "Why are you looking at me like that ? " he asks, stopping his giggles as I keep on staring at h
4 Months and 2 weeks later Ethan's POV I feel uneasiness bubbling in the pit of my stomach as I park my car nearby Black Swan and unbuckle my seat belt. " What now Ethan ?", Michael asks me in a soft voice, unbuckling his own belt. " Baby, I feel sad...and also guilty.", I say. He sighs shaking his head. " I shouldn't have told you actually." " No..it's better you told.", I mumble, leaving a sigh. The thing is actually, tomorrow is June 7, our birthday. And currently it's Friday evening 4 : 35 Pm and we are in front of our usual cafe Black Swan. Gavin, Grace, Milan and Dulce are inside there and they are now gonna give me a small surprise birthday party. So to make things clear, none of them still knows Michael's birthday is also tomorrow. We haven't told them anything. The only people who knows we got switched at birth are Me, Michael, Michael's parents, his older sister and my Mot
" Really ? You don't know to r..ride a scooter.", Michael laughs looking at me whilst wearing the helmet. " I just haven't rode a scooter or motorcycle yet.", I say whilst patting on the leather seat of his Mom's scooter. She is now standing at the front doors along with his Dad, looking at us with a wide smile on her lips. " I thought I can r..ride sitting behind you. Now I've to give you a ride.", He laughs and climbs on the scooter, expertly pulling it out to the yard. " Okay, C'mon..climb on.", he squeals giving me a helmet. I take it and wear it before hoisting my legs over the scooter and mounting on the seat behind him. I don't know whether it was funny to watch me climbing on the scooter's back for the first time in my life, anyway both Michael's Dad and Mom laughs. Soon a growl escapes from the scooter's engine as Michael reach the handle bar and turn in slightly. " Mickey..ride slowly, okay ?", his Mom calls out as he revs up
Ethan's POV I feel like I just slept for five minutes when I wake up hearing knocks. And it's kinda dark inside the room. I take away Michael's arms and legs from my body and reach my hands to the switch board. He groans and buries his head into my chest as soon as I turn on the lights. Rubbing my eyes, I tilt my head to the left where a clock is sitting on the wall. It shows 5 : 50 Am. " Michael..get up. Your parents are knocking.", I whisper to him, shaking him slightly. He soon rolls around on his back and sits up rubbing his eyes. " Go, open the door.", I tell him. He nods, blinking his eyes twice or thrice, adjusting them to the lightening inside the room. Then he crawls out of the bed and walks to the doors, ruffling his hair while I quickly kick away the blanket from my feet and sits nicely on the edge. Like I expected, both his Dad and Mom are standing there as he opens the door. Both of them instantly turns their gazes to me and they look
Ethan finally pulls away and flips us over, making me lie on his chest. " Baby, are you still hiding something from me ?", he asks me, staring deep into my eyes with his beautiful brown orbs. I can't say 'No' or shake my head. " What are you still hiding, Michael ? Don't you trust me ?", he asks. " Yes..I trust you Ethan. M..my Dad and Mom knows I'm n..not their Son.", I let it out. He looks at me really surprised and I snuggle my head into the crook of his neck, letting out a whimper. He is silent for a few moments before his hands starts running slow soothing circles on my back. " How do you know baby ?", he asks. The gentle tone of his voice and his soothing hands doesn't help me keep the secret to myself. I practically let everything out.I start telling him about the blood group and he is surprised knowing there is such a thing. He tells me his Mom is also B+ve like him and his Dad is A+ve. So B+ve is possible for the