her breathing hitched up before i completely let go of her, basically dropping the poor girl on the ground.

we walked back inside and i sat on the couch, emma sat next to me.

aaron looked confused.

i win.

you lose.

i wrapped my arm around her and whispered in her ear all night.

aaron has absolutely nothing on me.

nothing.

grayson and aaron left but i decided i wanted to stay around. emma was taking a shower and i just continued watching whatever movie series was on the tv.

i heard the water stop and then had an idea.

remember when she walked in on me?

i creeped up her stairs quietly and jumped at her out of no where, causing her towel to drop.

emma's pov

i walked into my room and looked around for the clothes i had laid out earlier when the fucking bicycle seat scared me out of nowhere, my towel dropped meaning he just saw me naked.

welp.

he walked further into my room, by now i had re wrapped my towel on, my eyebrows furrowing at what he was thinking about.

it was like he was a dog that just saw a steak or some shit.

before i could even process through my head what was going on, my back hit my bed, my neck being attacked by ethan's lips.

oh god.

i didn't like that i was uncomfortable, but i was.

i wasn't ready for anything like this, but i didn't want him to be awkward with me.

i didn't wanna disappoint him.

i pressed on his chest, kind of pushing him off of me, he just looked like he was reading me for signals.

"i'm sorry i thought-" before he could go on i interrupted him.

"it's okay let's just go to sleep." i suggested, he nodded and we cuddled under the blanket. he fell asleep quickly, but i couldn't.

i hope i didn't mess anything up.

i really hope it's not awkward when we wake up tomorrow, i talk a big talk when it comes to sexual things but in reality, i'm just very nervous.

kissing is fine, but when it comes to someone touching me i just freeze up.

plus ethan is eight-teen and i'm only seventeen. the fans are literal fbi agents they'll find out somehow.

i would never do anything to hurt him.

maybe i'm just overthinking this whole thing, i need to clear my mind so i can wake the fuck up in the morning when i have to pick up ellie and hannah from olivia's house and drive them to the airport.

his head snuggled up in the crook of my neck, and honestly it was uncomfortable.

his jaw is fucking hard as a rock it's not exactly a double chin i could rest on you know?

my head was starting to hurt from trying my best to not think about anything.

it hurt to the point where it was pounding, but i didn't want to move and get advil because i knew it would wake ethan up and i don't wanna talk to him that much right now.

i sighed to myself, my eyes opening after being painfully shut closed.

my eyes wandered my room, i turned my head slightly to look at ethan.

how is it fair to look so good while sleeping? oh yeah, it's not fucking fair.

-

i woke up but didn't feel his arms wrapped around me, but when i eventually did turn over i saw a note.

why couldn't he just text me?

hey you overslept and i didn't wanna wake you so i just went home. see you later

what the fuck does he mean i overslept?

i check my phone, it was two pm! did i really go to sleep that late?

oh crap!

hannah and ellie.

i was supposed to drive them.

maybe they ubered?

i called hannah, "emma? where were you all day?!" she seemed angry, i couldn't blame her, it's my fault.

i thought i had set my alarm, maybe the ringer just wasn't up enough to wake me?

"i'm sorry! did you get to the airport?" i asked, i could hear ellie in the background talking to someone, but i couldn't make the words out.

"no! you have all of our stuff at your apartment genius!" oh my god i didn't even think about that.

it was my fault!

"okay okay you guys can reschedule then i'll come pick you up now." she groaned as loud as she could,

"fine hurry up please olivia isn't home."

i hung up on her and pulled on sweatpants and ethan's hoodie. not even on purpose, it was just there.

walking down my stairs, i stopped at my desk to grab my keys before realizing i didn't put out a video this week. okay okay, just go pick them up.

i walked out my door and into my parking garage, and i couldn't find my fucking car?

how am i lost in here i've done this a hundred times??

"fuck." the palm of my hand raised to rub my forehead, it was so hot in here.

i looked again and found it like fifteen whole minutes later! they're probably worried by now, since olivia's isn't that far away.

i drove to olivia's house and waited outside for them, i already texted them to let them know i was here.

i unlocked my doors as they walked over to my car with their stuff they had brought to her house. hannah sat in the front and ellie took the back.

"sorry guys, i'm so sorry." i did feel really bad.

"it's whatever shit happens." ellie said, probably knowing hannah was more annoyed then she was, and she didn't need to be.

we were driving back to my apartment, at a red light, when i saw a crazy homeless guy on the sidewalk. he was throwing random pieces of garbage at people who passed him.

what was his problem?

"it's green." hannah said, but i couldn't take my eyes off of him.

i pressed on the gas but i was still just observing the man, he wasn't old. he was rather young, i wonder what was wrong with him.

then all i heard was a bang.

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yikes