emma's pov

i woke up to loud ass snoring and in ethan's bed. i looked to the side and saw his head resting on my shoulder, how does he look so good asleep?

but that's besides the point, how do i get up. he's basically on top of me and his arms are wrapped so tightly around me.

but did i even want to get up? no, not really. it honestly felt really safe.

i creeped my arm up a little from under ethan's and got more comfortable, feeling ethan's legs tangled with mine. my fucking ass was pressed up against his lap.

we're fucking spooning!

i grabbed my phone and opened instagram and thought of ways to hint to the fans i was with ethan.

i took a picture of myself and made sure a strand of ethans hair was in it, because i knew fans would detect that shit so fast.

i shared it and put my phone back on his nightstand, turning to him fully which woke him up.

he opened his eyes widely and rubbed them, looking at me in his bed he raised an eyebrow but then remembered.

"good morning em."

em? is that a new nickname or something?

"good morning e." he smiled, looking into my eyes, then at my lips, then at my eyes. shit, they felt dusty as fuck.

i felt his hand on my upper thigh, rubbing up and down nonchalantly.

"ethan what're you doing?" he choked up before removing his hand, "sorry."

he rolled out of his bed and got up, walking into his bathroom. leaving me there without even saying anything. so i just followed him and got out of bed, but walked out into his living room, looking to the couch for james, but he wasn't there.

"boo!" i felt a tap on my shoulder as i jumped up, almost jizzing my pants. i turned around to see grayson with a cocky look on his face.

"what the fuck man?" he just was historically laughing at himself and his unnecessarily scared i had gotten.

"where's james?" i questioned, looking around and still not seeing him.

"he left early, something about filming a get ready with me." he explained, i nodded and he scanned my messy hair.

"where were you? i thought you went home." i choked up not being able to say anything. do i say i slept in ethans bed? with ethan?

"uh no i just slept in ethan's bed." he nodded, "i wonder where ethan was."

my eyes shot open, he knew, that dickhead. i slapped his chest and he bursted out laughing again.

"you guys were spooooooning." i rolled my eyes at him but couldn't think of a smart enough response so i kept my mouth shut.

"so are you guys together or what?" i furrowed my eyebrows, spooning meant dating? maybe that's why ethan got so confused, or i'm overthinking like a complete idiot.

"um no?" i asked him as if it were obvious and he just looked at me as if he weren't convinced at all. i then saw from behind grayson ethan walk out of the bathroom with only a towel wrapped around his hips as he walked back into his bedroom. that must've been the best sight of my life!

"earth to emma?" grayson said over and over again till i finally got it, "sorry." he turned to where i was looking and laughed, again.

"you like him, don't you?" i didn't know what to say. could i like him? that would be way too complicated for the both of us. i do feel myself catching feelings for him, really fast. but did i like him? i don't even know myself.

"grayson go on a run or something stop interrogating me." i sassed him as i crossed my arms, giving him a dirty look.

he looked hurt.

like he was genuinely just trying to help.

he rolled his eyes and clenched his jaw, which i've never seen him get angry before and walked past me, brushing into my shoulder and out the door.

okay that was so dramatic?

i sighed to myself and checked my pocket for my phone but i didn't have it. i left it in ethan's room, along with my car keys. i rolled my eyes as i worked up the balls to see him.

i opened his wooden door, he was naked.

the dude was fucking naked.

and the worst part of it was, i didn't even close the door! i was like a deer stuck in headlights.

his dick was fucking huge! the man was packing some big meat.

he turned and saw me staring at him, "you gonna take a picture or..?" my eyes opened as wide as they could before i closed his door. sliding down it, i rubbed my forehead.

stupid! stupid! stupid!

i got up and waited for him to come out, which only took a few minutes.

"yes em?" i gulped, the nickname add me feel some type of way.

"i need my phone and keys from your room." i stated, putting up a confident front. but i was shaking!

my breathing hitched up as he walked closer to me, pinning me up against the wall across from his bedroom door.

"what're you doing?" i managed to say, my breathing unsteady as he glared down at me.

"i saw what you posted on your story." his hand pressed on the wall to the right of me.

"and what about it?" an eyebrow shot up questioning what his problem with it was. it's a fake dating challenge remember?

he licked his lips, almost seductively. i wasn't amused, infact i wasn't having such a good time being pinned up against a fucking wall?

"but you were ashamed to be with me with kian? why'd you follow him?" he asked, more annoyed. he was annoyed because i followed a guy i met last night? big deal!

"why do you care?" my arms crossing over one another, eyes rolling to the back of my head.

he got off of me as if nothing happened, "no reason."

he grabbed my phone and keys out of his room, bringing them out to me. i looked at him like i was confused, which i was.. but i was probably overthinking in the first place.

"bye ethan."

"bye babe."