His Drama Queen novel Chapter 43

"Like what you see?" He asked smirking, raising his eyebrows up at me.

Pursing my lips I slowly sat up straight. "Definitely...not." I answered, giving him a final once over. "I have seen better." I added, my mind wandering off to Ethan. For his body I would definitely drop my panties.

I didn't miss how Hayden's face fell. He quickly recovered, because he sat down on the beach chair next to mine. "How's your vacation so far?" he asked, his eyes continuously wandering from my boobs to my thighs.

I shrugged as I crossed my legs and placed a towel over my exposed legs and breasts since Hayden couldn't keep his eyes off my body. "Great, I miss home though."

"But you are home." He said, frowning his eyebrows at me as he, finally, looked at my face.

"Yes...well no, not exactly. I have found a new home." I answered absent-mindedly.

"It's Ethan, isn't it. New york is your new home?" The disappointment was visible in his voice. "Why are pretty girls always attracted to the fuckboys?" He muttered under his breath quietly, but still loud enough for me to hear.

"What did you just say?" I narrowed my eyes at him even though he could not see them due the big sunglasses I was wearing.

"You've heard exactly what I said. Have you even seen what's on the news the past few days?" he asked, fishing his phone out of his pocket.

"Do you mean the gossips? Then no, other than that I'm well aware of what is happening around the world."

"Yes, I meant the gossips. Because it was or it is still very interesting you know." His lips curled into a half smile as he switched on his phone and furiously started scrolling down.

"How so? Gossips are just a bunch of made up things."

He chuckled, but didn't look up from his phone. "I wouldn't be so sure about that, because your loverboy is having quiet a good time without your presence there while you're over here sulking."

"Please don't feed me your bullshit. I'm trying to make the best out of this vacation." I was about to lay down again when he pushed his phone into my hands.

"Bullshit? Really? Why don't you look at this and tell me if I'm still feeding you lies?"

I looked at the picture on his phone and my heart immediately clenched. Tears were brimming behind my eyes, but I tried to not burst out in front of Hayden. I would not give him that satisfaction to watch me break down so he could comfort me.

The picture on his phone was from none other than Ethan with a beautiful girl in a sushi restaurant. She held his hand and was smiling at him like he was her whole world. There was another picture where they went to church and there was a last one where he hugged her and placed a kiss on her forehead before she walked into the four seasons hotel.

To watch all this from afar was painful. I should have been her. It should have been me in the pictures, holding his hand and going with him to church.

I stepped out of the taxi, pulling my suitcase behind me as I made my way towards the front door of the mansion.

My hair was sticky and wet and my YSL dress clung onto my body like a second skin. It was hard to walk in the pouring rain with six inch stiletto heels and legs that were shaking uncontrollably. My makeup was smudged all over my face and my false eyelashes came off in the taxi.

If only I had took one minute out of my precious time to look up the weather in New York I would have not be in this situation right now. My heels made it impossible for me to walk fast in the rain, because the tiled driveway was slippery.

When I finally reached the front door I wiped my hands on my dress and combed my sticky hair with my fingers. I grabbed a tissue out of my handbag and wiped my smudged makeup off my face. The last thing I wanted was to look like a raccoon in front of Ethan.

I took a deep breath as I closed my eyes for a millisecond, trying to calm down my nerves.

I had already prepared everything I was about to say in my head once Ethan opens the door. I was so ready to face him and win him back.

I knocked twice and waited. The sound of the rain became louder and the temperature began to drop. It was getting colder and I didn't brought a jacket with me. I shivered as I rubbed my hands together to keep myself warm

When no one opened the door, I knocked again. This time harder. I heard footsteps somewhere in the mansion and my heart started to beat faster. Suddenly the door swung open and my breath got stuck in my throat. My eyes widened as I hid my shaking hands behind my back.

In front of me stood Ethan, dressed in a loose fitting white tee and boxers. He opened the door in freaking boxers. His hair was a mess like he had just woke up or maybe it could be sex hair. I just hope it's not the latter one.