Secrets // Ethan Dolan

11. I didn't like that Mickey-guy

Chapter 11, I didn't like that Mickey-guy           

Ethans p.o.v

1 am. Katie was still talking to that douche. I didn't like that Mickey-guy. Was it Mickey? Or was it Mikey? I couldn't care less. The only thing that I cared about was finding out why she was constantly touching his arm and laughing at every single word he said.
How I knew his name? Well, Aaron and I looked him up via Katie's Instagram. (Not stalking or anything pftsh) She sure has a fair amount of pictures with him.

Why did I care so much anyway? It's not that I like her or anything. I just couldn't stand to see her flirting so much.

"Dude, just ignore it. Drink another beer, it's not like she's your girlfriend." Aaron was right. I should just have fun with my friends and get drunk. But when I saw him get up and walk towards the restroom, I saw my chance. I quickly got up and stalked towards him, leaving my friends behind.

What the Hell was I even going to say? 'Hey, you're the dude who has been flirting with Katie all night!' Nah man.
Maybe something like 'Stay away from her or I'll find you and beat you up.' Woah, Ethan control your fucking self.
Maybe I should just back away and leave things like they are. Gray and I needed to be home in like 10 minutes so I didn't really have time to talk.
Maybe I could just go and talk to Katie. Yes, talking to Katie seemed like the best idea. My legs turned myself around and before I knew it, I was walking towards where Katie was sitting like a minute ago. But she wasn't anymore.

"Hey, where's Katie?" A girl, with tattoos covering most of her body, looked at me, I vaguely recognised her as a girl from my school. She was called Hannah, I think.

Hannah crossed her arms over her chest, "Who wants to know?" she cocked one of her eyebrows up whilst talking to me and she actually looked pretty intimidating. With all the tattoos and stuff, you know.

"Ethan."

"Ah, you. Yeah, Katie just went home. What a pity." The sarcasm was clearly present in her voice and by looking at her body language; I knew she didn't like me. Not at all.

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Katie p.o.v.

I don't fucking understand. I had like 2, maybe 3 drinks and I still had a fucking headache. Why am I such a lightweight, I wasn't even tipsy when I got home.
Yesterday was fun, though. Mikey and I caught up on all the things that I missed back in LA, he has a girlfriend now, called Griffin, and they were seriously the most adorable couple ever. They take like all these cute couple pictures and it seriously made me wish I had someone to take pictures with like that, too.

Besides the catching up with Mikey, there was also a slightly less-nice thing about the whole evening. Ethan kept giving me these weird looks and every time I gave him a deadly look, he seemed to not notice it. And the headache was a major negative thing too, of course.

And now? Now I was cursing at myself for coming home that late and getting up too late. My hair laid in a messy bun on top of my head and my clothes consisted out of black skinny jeans, a band shirt and a black sweater. To rock the whole outfit, I threw on my Doctor Martens. I had 10 minutes left to apply my daily make-up and eat breakfast. I guess I could do my make-up at the bus stop.

"Bye, mum!" I shoved the last piece of my sandwich in my mouth and made my way to the bus stop. Please don't let there be too many people on the bus, I looked terrible without my make-up on. I seriously envied all the girls who look pretty without make-up and I was a strong believer in the whole natural look. But the natural look just didn't work out for me. I needed my eyebrow pencil and mascara. Beside those two things, I actually didn't wear anything else. My eyebrows were just a major no-go when I didn't fill them in and you couldn't even see that I had eyelashes if they weren't covered in mascara.

I sat down at the bus stop, already grabbing my eyebrow pencil and drawing on my right eyebrow, when the bus stopped in front of me. Kidding, right? I wish not. Now I had to go on the bus not only without make-up, but with one filled in eyebrow. God really hates me, huh?

I couldn't even cover my face with my hair because it was in a messy bun and if I put on my hood, I would ruin my hair. Looking down at my feet, I stepped onto the bus and sat down in the first empty seat I saw. I really needed to fill in the other one.

The bus stopped at the next stop and a few kids quickly hopped on the bus, but the bus kept still. Why wasn't the bus moving? I shrugged it off and turned to the mirror in my lap. Let's do this. As I drew the outline of my left eyebrow, someone rushed in just before the doors closed and sat down beside me, bumping into my shoulder. Great, just great. Now there was a line across my forehead. I looked like a clown with one eyebrow. How charming.

"Thanks for that." I scoffed and started rubbing on the line, hoping it would go away. Just let me fill in my damn eyebrow.

"Charming as always." His voice filled my ears. Why, out of all people, had it to be Ethan sitting beside me?

"Sadly, I can't say the same about you." My eyebrows were almost twins again and a small smirk spread across my face. The clown with one eyebrow was gone, I was the clown with fabulous eyebrows again.

Ethan was still sitting beside me, he looked good today. His hair laid messy on his head and he was wearing a white t-shirt, some black trousers and a 'Vans' cap.  "Have you forgiven me, yet?"

I actually hadn't thought about it yet. He was pretty mean to me, to say the least. If I would forgive him without him saying sorry, he would think that he got away with it. "Nah." I turned my back to him, looking out of the window. I'll apply my mascara at school.

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HI BUPS!

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