The mafia bosses sweetheart

it was the morning of the last day of summer, I woke up in my bedroom at my grandmother's cabin in Florida. I grabbed my phone to check the time “Oh s**t” it was 3:04 am and I had to pack my suitcase to go back home. I got up and grabbed my best friend's hoodie which was, of course, massive on me, and put on some jean shorts, and my white sneakers I got over the summer, I packed my suitcase and ran downstairs to the car and left for the airport. 5 hours later, “god my legs hurt,” I said “You'll be fine your dad and uncle are right outside,” My mom said we walked outside, and to my surprise, my best friend was standing next to my dad, he got even taller over the summer, and cuter he was wearing all black with his curly black hair laying slightly above his gray-green eyes “Miss me,” he said smirking “Eth” I yelled (his name was Enthan but I was one of the few who called him Eth) I dropped my bags and jumped in his arms wrapping my legs around his wrist “Hey to you to princess” (his nickname for me) he said wrapping his arms around my waist. as his mom and my mom come closer with my bags that I abandoned and theirs he let me go and I hugged my dad and uncle, later after everyone hugged and caught up with how the summer was we packed the car, there was not enough room for me so me and Ethan took his car home.