Barely Breathing//Ethis

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Chris' point of view:

"Ethan, you have to get up" I whisper kneeling beside the bed and poking his cheek

"No." He protests pushing my hand away

"Bub please" I try a new tactic and I kiss his cheek

"Stop it" he warns keeping his eyes closed

"Come on, we have to be at my house by 12" I continue

"More of a reason for me to stay in bed." He replies pulling the covers further over his bare chest, still refusing to budge

"Fine then" I stand up and grab the corner of the duvet ripping it completely off him

"Chris!" He yells rolling onto his stomach

"Looks like you'll have to get up now" I smile

"Yeah, yeah I'm going" he sighs getting up and sleepily walking over to his wardrobe, I follow and stand behind him watching as he tries to pick something to wear. I wrap my arms around his waist and rest my head on his shoulder

He pouts in frustration and I smile at how cute he looks

"You look good in anything bub" I compliment kissing his cheek, he smiles and rolls his eyes.

As if to prove my point I kiss his cheek again and then I kiss his jaw slowly moving onto his neck. He laughs quietly as I plant soft kisses all the way down his neck and across his shoulder.

I then go back to his cheek and kiss it repeatedly until he smiles

"Chris," he giggles "I have to get dressed."

"How's 5 minutes going to make a difference?" I point out kissing his neck again

"But Chris" he protests

I spin him around and connect my lips with his immediately slipping my tongue into his mouth. He kisses back after a few seconds and I move my hand up to cup his cheek whilst keeping the other firmly on his waist. He drapes one arm over my shoulder and plays with the ends of my hair, I push him back until he hits the wall and continue kissing him. Still with one hand on his waist I can feel all the scars on his hip, I lightly trace them with the tip of my index finger making sure I don't miss any silently telling him that he's beautiful with them, even if he doesn't think so.

He reaches down and takes my hand entwining his fingers with mine obviously trying to get me to stop.

He places his other hand on my shoulder and pushes me away lightly

"Okay, I really need to get ready now" he smiles pulling me back over to his wardrobe

"Wear this" I suggest pulling out a top

"I don't know, it doesn't go with anything" he replies taking it from me and putting it back

"Sure it does, it goes with these" I pull the top back out along with a pair of black skinny jeans

"Yeah, I guess" he says taking the outfit from me and walking into the ensuite

I sit on the edge of his bed waiting for him to get ready, seeing as though I have nothing better to do, I was up before him so I decided to just get ready.

After 20 minutes he still hasn't emerged from the bathroom and we're running out of time.

"Ethan are you almost done?" I ask

"I'm just trying to do my hair!" He yells back, I walk into the ensuite to see him trying and failing to do his hair. I laugh at his efforts and walk over to him

"Here, let me help," I smile and he turns to face me "you don't have enough gel" I reach over and put more gel onto my fingers before I run a hand through his hair beginning to style it.

"Done." I smile letting him look at it in the mirror

"Thank you" he places his hands on my shoulders and pushes himself up pecking me on the lips, I place my hand on the back of his neck deepening the kiss but he pulls away "I'm really sorry but this is going to kill the moment. I need to pee"

I laugh and exit the room sitting back on his bed, I only wait a few minutes this time before he comes out of the bathroom.

"What is this?" He asks showing me his phone, he has a photo of what I posted last night on the screen

"It's a photo of you sleeping" I tell him

"I can see that, why would you post it?" He continues

"Because you looked cute" I sigh

"That doesn't mean you go posting a photo of me where everyone can see it Chris, they could work out it's your jumper or something" he says starting to stress

"Ethan it's fine, I deleted it. When one of us post somethings else they'll forget all about it." I tell him

"I guess you're right" he sighs

"We're running out of time, ready to go?" I ask checking my watch as I walk over to him

"As ready as I'll ever be" he says shuffling his feet anxiously

"Everything is going to be okay, I promise," I kiss his forehead and entwine my fingers with his "come on" I pull him with me downstairs and out the front door, Jakob already knows where we're going and why we're going so he doesn't question us when we leave in such a rush.

It doesn't take us long to get to my house and I can tell that he's getting more and more nervous. I knock on the door and a few minutes later mum opens the door smiling kindly at both of us

"Hello boys, come in" she says opening the door wider, Ethan and I step inside and we walk into the living room. I sit down pulling him with me, there is literally no space between us because of how close he's sitting next to me, he's practically sitting on me, his grip on my hand a little tighter now.

Mum and dad walk in not long after and sit across from us.

"So Ethan," mum starts "Chris told us about the sing offs"