My Babysitters a vampire Fan Fiction: Love, Life, Vampires

Chapter18: To love someone...

Ethan looked a little down when I woke-up. It was still dark. The clock said 5:00am. Why was he still awake. Did he even sleep. What was bothering him? Was it something I did?

"Ethan, What's wrong?" I ask.

"You avoided the question..." He says.

What question? ...Oh! Does he mean the question that he asked me before I went to sleep? What was that question? ...Who knows. Why was he so worried about it? I try to kiss him to comfort him but he avoids it by moving his head. This is starting to make me mad.

"What is wrong with you?" I say.

He looks angry. "If you don't want to marry me then say so! So I don't waste my life going no where," oh, I want to punch him.

"Marry you? Where did that come from?"

"Don't pretend that I did not ask."

"...You know, If you are trying to propose, this is not the way," Is that what he asked me? I was to angry at him to look at him. I turn over and pull the blanket over my head. How could he? There was a long silence.

"I'm sorry. Maybe you really did fall asleep," He says apologetically. I nod my head.

I fight back tears. How could he be so mean to me? I hate him! ... Okay, I love him but why would he ever treat me like this, under any circumstances. The urge to cry is gone. Ethan says he is sorry again. I don't budge. He pulls the blanket down. I pull it back. He pulls it back down and kisses me. I get out from under the blanket, get out of bed and run down stairs, it was so fast that he probably had no idea what happened. I lay down on the couch. Clever him comes down the stairs toward me. I am tired of moving anywhere. I stay still.

"I am so sorry," He says and kisses me. I can't fight back, I am stuck in the moment. His lips feel so good against mine. His bare back feels so good to rub. His shirtless upper body made it more hard to stay away. His hair was so clean and I could not stop running my hand through it. Ethan is over me now but not on me, just kissing me. I wrap one leg around him. Are we doing this? Is this leading where I think it is? Ethan slips off my shirt. Yes! It is! And it feels so good... But I can't. He is willing to give his virginity up for me, and give it up right now, on his parents couch. He wanted to wait until marriage and he would give that up for me too. I would not let him do this. I turned over my face so he would stop kissing me. He started to kiss my neck.

"Stop," I say.

Ethan gets back on his knees beside the couch, by me. "What's wrong?"

"It would be sooooo much better on our honeymoon," I tell him. His eyes light up.

"You mean it?" He says like a little child. I nod.

I will marry Ethan.