DARK PARADISE ⎯⎯⎯⎯ ETHAN LANDRY

xi. second attack

     A GIGGLE ESCAPED ETHAN'S lips and I slapped my hand over his mouth. His lips were swollen from me sucking on them, and he had lip gloss all around his mouth. His eyes widened when he realized that he was being too loud.

     We were making our way to my dorm quietly, as we weren't allowed to have boys in our room after 11:00 and it was currently 12:37.

     "Sorry," He whispered once I took away my hand from his mouth. Ethan wiped the lip gloss off, "Is this vanilla flavored?"

     "Coconut and vanilla, actually," I said before connecting our lips once again. His body ran into the wall behind him, my hand on his neck preventing him from hitting his head.

Ethan hummed into my mouth, placing his hands on the back of my thighs. "Jump." I did, his hands grasping the bottom of my thighs to hold me up. With our lips still moving on one another's, Ethan continued down the hall. "Which dorm is yours again?"

     "113," I muttered, biting down on his bottom lip, making him release a small groan. We must've been close to it because a few seconds later Ethan reached into my jacket pocket and pull out of my key. He disconnected his lips from mine, making me huff in disappointment, so he could get the key in.

     Once my door was successfully open, I jumped off of him and pulled him inside. On nights like this I was lucky to be stuck with a one person dorm room. On other ones not so much because I hate to be alone.

     Ethan stood still as he looked at everything. I rolled my eyes, amused that he was amused, and picked up a few pieces of clothing from the floor, tossing them into my dirty clothes hamper. "It's so pink.." Ethan commented.

     He was right. Most of my decor was either pink or gold. I have a pink rug, a pink comforter, pink wall art, and even a pink mini fridge. "Bet you can't guess my favorite color."

    Ethan's gaze shifted to me again, watching me with puppy dog eyes as I sat on my bed. I patted the spot next to me, and he immediately came over to sit beside me, then kicked off his shoes. Ethan laid back against my headboard, throwing an arm around my body.

I grabbed the remote from off my nightstand and clicked the TV on. "What do you want to watch?" I asked him as I scrolled through Netflix.

"Whatever you want to," He said back, his eyes looking straight at me and not at the TV. I blushed under his intense gaze, not really sure what sudden affect he was having on me. Ethan grabbed my chin and pulled my lips up to meet his. There goes watching TV.

I threw my leg over his waist, now straddling him. I gathered my hair to one side, and went down on his neck, beginning to mark all over him. He moaned at the feeling and his hands roamed my body freely. After I was done, he flipped me to the bottom to do the same. I gasped at the feeling of my skin between his teeth, fisting some of his hair.

     I tugged at the end of his shirt and he put his arms up for me to slide it off of him. Ethan pulled my sweatshirt off next, gulping harshly when he looked at the lace bra I have on.

     "Ethan, we don't have to if you don't want to," I reminded him, grabbing his wrists.

     "I want to."

He unclipped my bra with ease and slid it down my arms, exposing my bare chest. He stared in amazement, while I wondered how he got my bra off so easily.

     Ethan's cold hands trailed lightly down my body, stopping at my hip bone. I pushed him down onto my lips, throwing a leg over his body to pull him closer. He made his way down my chest and to my abdomen, peppering kisses the whole time. I smiled down at him, watching as he reached the waistband of my pants.

    His eyes flickered up to mine and I nodded my head in approval. My eyes rolled to the back of my head as soon as he went down.

    I walked out of the bathroom all cleaned up to notice Ethan fast asleep on the bed. I chuckled to myself as I slid in beside him, causing him to stir a little. He wrapped his arms loosely around my waist and put his head on my chest. My fingers went into his curly mess of hair and I began to massage his scalp.

     I was almost asleep myself when my phone started to ring. Ethan's head shot up and he looked at me in confusion. I mirrored his look, who the fuck would be calling me at 2:30 am? The caller ID was unknown. Ethan shook his head no for me not to answer it, but I pressed accept anyways.

     "Um, hello?" I spoke groggily.

     "Hi, Malia," My heart dropped at the voice. The same voice that torments me constantly. "Why so silent? Have I scared you?"

     "What? Who is it?" Ethan asked in eagerness, now sitting up beside me. I looked over at him with tears in my eyes. He grabbed the phone from my hands and pressed it to his ear. "Look, just fuck off, okay? Go prank call someone else."

     "Oh, what a nice surprise! Hello, Ethan." Ethan's face dropped. This wasn't apart of the plan. "Would you be so kind to put Malia back on the phone?" Ghostface laughed wickedly.

     Ethan's expression twisted from schock to anger quickly. "Listen mother fucker, I don't know who you are, but you're going to leave Malia alone." I sat still, staring at my comforter as I listened to Ethan cuss out Ghostface.

My gaze then shifted to the unlocked handle on my front door. I sprang up quickly beginning to rush to it.

"Oh, yeah? Why don't you make me?" I heard Ghostface say, but this time it wasn't over the phone. My dorm room door swung open harshly, almost hitting me, and Ghostface put a hand over my mouth. Ethan jumped off the bed, only thing on his body was his boxers. I elbowed the masked person to try and break free but it was to no avail, as my weak hits were doing nothing. They raised their knife and began to come down with it, only for them to be knocked down from the impact of a lamp being smashed over their head.

Ethan grabbed me quickly, pulling me with him as we jumped over Ghostface and ran out into the hall. We started to run full speed to the stairs, adrenaline pumping through our veins. I could hear the heavy steps of Ghostface behind us but I refused to look back, knowing that it would only slow me down.

Ethan aborted the mission of the stairs and instead dragged us both into a communal bathroom. We locked ourselves in a stall, holding our breaths. My body started to shiver from the coldness of the air, seeing as I only had panties and a sweatshirt on. Ethan pulled me into him and we both tried to offer each other as much warmth as possible.

"I refuse to die in the hands of this fuckface!" I whisper-yelled to Ethan.

"Then I suggest you stop answering the damn phone!" Ethan shot back. Suddenly the door creaked open, and footsteps began to walk around slowly inside. Then the stall doors began to rattle one by one. I closed my eyes tightly when the one right next to us swung open. I could hear their breathing right outside the door, but before they could do anything the bathroom door bursted open and a group of drunk college girls came in giggling.

     However, their screams filled the bathroom as they noticed Ghostface. The stomps of Ghostfaces boots running away echoed throughout the bathroom, indicating that it was safe to go out. I unlocked the stall door slowly, revealing Ethan and I.

     The girls scared faces turned to amused ones once they saw Ethan practically naked. He blushed red and held his head down in embarrassment. I grabbed his hand firmly and flipped the girls off with my other one.

     "Fuck off."

∙◦∘༄ OLIVIA'S OUTRO!
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ethan did the deed
if that wasn't clear
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