Ethan's POV
As I approached the door, I thought of every single possible scenario that could play out right now.
I left the light on. Well, this would be the best scenario.
I know it's not true, though.
Someone knew I was out of town. Someone came and broke into my house and took all of my s**t. A homeless person broke in and didn't want to sit in the dark.
As I opened the door, I let out a small sigh of annoyance as well as relief as I saw the person sitting on my couch.
"Haley? What the hell are you doing in my house?"
Haley looked up at me with tears in her eyes. She looked f*****g awful.
"I'm sorry. I just...I didn't know where else to go," she sobbed.
"How did you get in here, Haley?"
"The spare key. You told me where you hid it, remember?She sniffled.
"Haley, you
