Chapter 3.4

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His lips parted from mine and he kisses my nose before turning back and opening his car door. I walk to the other side and climb in. We settled in our seats, "ready?" Ethan asks. "Yeah." He smiles before taking his phone out to put on some music, "Sleepwalk" by Deftones begins playing. "Oh, I love this song, Eef!" I exclaim to him. He smiles and laughs, "I know, I do too!" He sings along to each song as he drives to his apartment, which is about 10 minutes away from mine. Not so far, I didn't know he lived so close to me. We're jamming out as he pulls up into his parking lot. "Ready to go?" He turns to me. I take a deep breath and nod. He gets out and runs to my door to help me out, what a gentleman. He leads me to his door, "Looks like Ronnie's home, his car is over there" He says. Placing the key in the door, he unlocks it and we enter. I follow close behind him, shyly. "Yo Ronnie! I'm home!" Ethan shouts into the open apartment. " Ayeeeeee" a boy appears from behind a door. Ronnie is around the same height as Ethan. He has mid-length curly brown hair with a couple of bleached streaks, striking light blue eyes, a groovy stache, and a single pierced ear. And Oh no! He's hot! But not as hot as Ethan. "Hey, Ethan!" He bro-shakes Ethan, pulling him into a side hug. "Hey!" Ethan says back. Ronnie turns over to me, "Hey! Wassup! Mavis, Is it?" reaching out his hand for a shake. I smile and shake his hand, he gives my hand a gentle squeeze, placing his other hand on top of mine. Both of his hands cupped mine. "Yeah, Nice to meet you, Ronnie!"

Ethan laughs at Ronnie and I's interaction, and he walks off leaving us alone! "Mavis! Allow me to show you around!" He gives a hearty chuckle before putting an arm around my shoulder to lead me around their apartment. I laugh and so does Ronnie. I could tell we were going to be great friends. How come I had never met him before? "So this is our kitchen, the living room, the extra bathroom, the T.V., the couch, the trashcan..." He begins to point out, I giggle as he does so. We're both laughing as Ethan returns, "Mind if I steal miss Mavis back, Ronnie?" He chuckles. "No problem dude, Don't be a stranger Mavis!" He chuckles mischievously, snapping a finger gun at me before heading to his room and closing the door. Bass-filled music begins to play from his room. I turn to Ethan and give him an exhale and smile, "I see you guys made friends, I'm glad." Ethan pokes at me. I giggle, "Yeah, he's great." He takes my hand and leads me to his bedroom. Opening the door, he lets me walk through first. His smell immediately smacks me in the nose, so good. I look around. A few posters were displayed on the walls, shelves with old gymnastic and Youtube awards, LED lights along the ceiling, and acoustic panels covered an entire wall. A huge desk with his PC sat in the corner, with a black comfortable-looking gamer chair pushed aside. I look around the room before meeting his eyes, smiling. "Nice room, I've always wanted to see your set-up." I compliment him. He smiles and looks down, "Thanks Mav," He shyly responds.

Ethan stoops down to grab a duffel bag, "Hey, am I spending the night again?" He asked me. Instead of thinking to myself, I say aloud, "I'd love for you to Eef." I blush at my response, with slight regret of not thinking before speaking. Ethan blushes back, smiling. "I'll pack my bag then." He begins packing his bag with extra clothes and other belongings, he looks over at his PlayStation. "Do you have a system at home?" He asks while packing. "Yeah, I've got a PlayStation, but just a few games. I just got it." "Cool! I'll bring some games." He giddily responds. Playing games with Ethan? Sounds like a dream, I couldn't wait. He runs over to the bathroom attached to his room, grabbing a final few items. "Ready!" He says from the bathroom, walking back to put the rest of his items in before zipping the bag closed. He pauses, looking over at his recording camera, "Hey Mav, would you be interested in doing a video together?" I gasp, doing a video with me? Ethan's channel is getting pretty big, he's met Markiplier, another one of my favorite YouTubers. He's got a few thousand subscribers, which is a lot! I was very proud of his accomplishments. Making a video with him would be a huge deal, and he's never done a video with a girl before. I'm sure all the fangirls would lose their shit. "If you'll have me! I'd love to!" I cheerfully respond. Ethan smiles that big smile, "Of course! It'll be fun! Plus if the fans like you, you could start your channel!" I became slightly nervous at that statement, I couldn't imagine having fans of my own. I'm different and emo. 

Ethan goes to his desk to grab his recording equipment, placing them in a separate bag. Placing both bags over his shoulders, he looks at me with a wide smile and nods, signaling he's ready to go now. I smile and hold the door open for him, closing the bedroom door behind him. "We're headed out Ronnie! See ya later dude!" Ethan shouts loud enough for Ronnie to hear, as he's still blasting his bass-filled music. "Later!" Ronnie shouts back. I open the front door for Ethan as we walk out, shutting it behind us. "Hey, mind grabbing my keys out of my pocket and locking the door for me?" Ethan juts out his left hip, "It's in this front pocket." I feel myself blush but nod, reaching my hand into Ethan's front pocket, I feel his warm quad. I feel around for his keys when my hand brushes up against something else warm... "Sorry!" I jolt and remove my hand, as I literally just caressed Ethan's member through his pocket. Looking up at Ethan with a blushed apologetic face, he looks down and smirks, "No problem," he giggles as his face starts to turn slightly red, I put my hand back into his pocket and grab his keys. How much more can I embarrass myself? You literally just rubbed against Ethan's dick! I did enjoy it tho...Locking the door, I look back at Ethan, his face still red. I try not to look down at his friend while walking to his car. I unlock the car for him and open the back door so that he can place his bag inside. He sets the bags down and I toss the keys back to him. 

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