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Ethan decided to take me home. We walk through the doors of the house and Ethan slams them shut going straight to the bedroom. I follow him, leaving a short distance between us. He slams the bedroom door shut and flops down on the bed.

   "E is everything okay?" I gently ask.

   "NO!  I just wanted to have a peaceful day out with my girl and the fucking papz had to scare you and invade us." He raises his voice.

   "Ethan it's okay. We can stay in." I lay next to him.

   "We are humans too! We need privacy." He groans.

   His phone is buzzing from everything today. My phone buzzes too.

   New Tweet from E! News: Spotted! ImVictoriaOkay hiding from papz in protective boyfriend EthanDolan

Ethan leans over my shoulder, reading the Tweet and groans. He gets up and starts shouting things. He begins scaring me. I hide under the covers and Ethan quiets down. I hear shuffling and feel the bed dip down beside me. Ethan's warm hands search for my body.

   "Baby I never meant to scare you." He gently whispers, uncovering me.

   "I know." I mutter, snuggling into his chest.

   "Hey, I know what could help you relax!" I pipe up.

   "What?" He gets touchy.

   "No Ethan. Not that." I giggle. "I want to use a mask on you. Let's have a pamper day." I smile, straddling his lap with my hands resting on his chest.

"Fine." He rolls his eyes.

   I get out of bed and pull out two charcoal masks. I walk back to the bed and make Ethan sit up. I rip open the package and lift up the mask, so Ethan can see it. He raises his eyebrows and smiles. I put it on his face and adjust it. He keeps his eyes closed tight and I giggle at him.

   "Babe you can open your eyes."

   "Oh." he says, opening his eyes.

   I rip another mask open and put it on. Ethan laughs at the sight of me and pulls out his phone. We pose for a snapchat.

   "Glad to have her!" The snapchat reads.

   Ethan posts it on his story and makes it his wallpaper.

   The time finally comes to take the masks off. I moisturize our faces and pull out the tweezers.

   "Let me see your eyebrows that haven been done since you left." I laugh.

   He lays down in my lap and lets me pluck them. I pull a few hairs and he flinches, bringing his hand to itch his face.

   "Pussy." I say at his pain.

   He lets me finish. I move back to look at my masterpiece smiling.

   "Beautiful." I lean in kissing him.

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