Back At The Bad Boys House

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We reached the driveway of Ethan's house and he put the car in park. As I step out of the car Ethan runs to the door and unlocks it. He opens the door for me and walks in after. I sat down on the floor knowing that I was wet and Ethan stood by the door. We looked at each other for a couple of minutes.

"You should go change into something more comfortable and dry." He said braking the silence.

I looked at him like he was stupid because this obviously wasn't my home so I had no clothes here that would fit me.

"I have no clothes here remember? We are at your house not mine so I have nothing here that would fix me." I told him.

"Well you can borrow some of my clothes. I'm sure that my sweats would fit you and you can borrow one of my shirts. Come, lets go look at my clothes and see what you can wear." He pulled me up off the floor and towards his room. When we got there he went to his closet(which is a walk-in closet) and opened the door. He pulled out a shirt and tossed it to me. Then he walked to the drawers that were in the closet and started digging. He pulled out one of his sweat pants and handed them to me then pointed to the bathroom.

"You can change in there. Those are the smallest ones I have." He told me, pushing me out of the closet and towards the bathroom.

After I changed out of my wet clothes and into his clothes I stepped out of the bathroom and walked downstairs and into the living room. I sat down on the couch and looked around noticing that he was nowhere to be seen. As I sat there I notice the smell of bacon and eggs and realize that I haven't eaten anything since I woke up. My stomach growled and I blushed because that is embarrassing but nobody was around to hear it... or so I thought.

"Haha! That was adorable. I have never heard a girls stomach growl before. Hahaha!" Ethan laughs.

"Shut up, it's not funny! I haven't eaten anything because of you asshole! Have you thought of it that way?" I hell at him. He is realy starting to piss me off. He stopped laughing and looked at me. By the look in his eyes I can tell that I just made him feel bad because of what I told him.

"I- I'm sorry. You're right . I didn't think of it that way. I'm making food in the kitchen. It's for you since you didn't eat anything."

"Um thank you, I guess. It seems like you were really thinking about me."

We stayed that way for a couple of minutes before he finally broke the silence saying that we should go in the kitchen. We stood up and I followed him to the kitchen where he flipped the eggs and turned off the burner for the bacon. He grabbed two plates out of the cupboard and put everything on the plates equally. He set the plates on the table and told me to dig in.

The food was delicious and when we were done I was full. I helped clean the table and kitchen and washed the dishes. When we finished that we sat in the living room in silence. It was really awkward and weird now because I yelled at him before. He looks at me through the corner of his eye and when I look at him he immediately looks away. Now I feel bad for yelling at him because it only made things more and more awkward. After a couple of minutes of silence I finally got tired of it.

"Look, I'm sorry for yelling at you earlier. I just didn't like that you were laughing at me seeing as I get bullied in school and I was just hungry. Can things just stop being awkward and weird between us now?" He looked at me for a couple of seconds then stood up.

"I'm sorry. I didn't realize that you would get like that and I forgot that you get bullied in school. I promised that I would stop people from bullying you and I go and do this. Will you forgive me?" He asked me.

"Yeah I'll forgive you if you don't do something like that again."

"I will try, OK. I promise."

"Thank you, Ethan. I hope you keep your promises." I give him a look that said 'I doubt it.'

"I will. you'll see. Just you wait."

I stare at him for a couple minutes then stand up too.

"Well I should probably get home before my parents start to worry. Would you mind taking me home?"

"Um... I was kinda hoping that you would stay the night with me here. It gets kinda lonely in this house all by myself. We can go to your house and grab some clothes and then come back here. You can leave your parents a note. Please, will you stay the night here?" He looks at me with puppy eyes that I can't seem to resist.

"OK, I guess we could do that tonight but only for tonight."

"YES! Thank you thank you thank you!" He hugs me and spins me around in a circle. He seemed really excited and I didn't know why. It was weird.

"OK. Put me down so we can go get my clothes." Ugh! this is going to be a long night I think to myself.

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