Author's note or whatever: this is my first time writing so comment what you think and enjoy! :)
I whined as the sun rose in the sky, getting light in my eyes. I rubbed my eyes as I woke up and turned around only to come face to face with my best friend.
Ethan.
Confused as to why I was in his bed I closed my eyes trying to recall the events of the previous night. A smile painted itself on face as I remembered; it was a typical Saturday night I was cuddled into bed, getting ready to binge watch Sherlock when I received a text from E.
"Horror movie marathon in 10. Popcorn awaits...come over?"
I contemplated... "do I want to watch a tall handsome man deduce things or do I want to watch Ethan scream like a baby?" Tough decision...
Going with the latter I got out of the covers and headed to my neighbours house.
"Bye ma, I'm going over to Ethan's, don't wait up!"
Anyway long story short, after hours of screaming Ethan begged me to stay, not that I minded...those horror movies sent a shiver or two down my spine as well. I chuckled remembering his reactions to the movies, when some movement snapped me out of my daydream.
One of Ethan's legs wrapped around my own legs.
I found myself staring at his perfectly chiseled face, soft pink lips, a sharp jawline, his long thick eyelashes softly brushing his face and his tousled hair flawlessly framing his face.
He let out a small groan and I blushed when my mind immediately jumped into the gutter.
Now his arm was suddenly pulling me towards his body, so that we were cuddling.
Wow. I could get used to this. My eyes went back to his kissable lips. God he is so irresistible...
No we can't risk our friendship...shaking my head I tried to get out of his hold.
And failed, miserably.
I tried waking him up by shaking him and saying his name. No response. Wow this guy could sleep through an earthquake.
I then did the next most sensible thing to do.
I tickled him.
I grinned as I saw him shake under my touch.
He opened one eye and glared at me. "It's Sunday...lemme sleep"
I laughed as I got out of his hold to go to the washroom. By the time I was out Ethan was up and ready to freshen up for the day.
I quickly texted my mom that I would come home soon and was just putting my phone away when Ethan came out, with a mischievous glint in his eyes.
"Oh no, E please don't "
He chuckled deeply "Oh yes, REVENGE!!" he screamed and ran after me trying to tickle me. I rushed down the stairs into his living room and he caught up to me. He started tickling me until I fell onto the couch with him on top of me.
I tried to push him off, but he just laughed.
"Stoppp pleaaseee "
He surprisingly stopped and I looked up at him, getting lost in his eyes. He licked his lips and my eyes instantly flickered to his mouth.
And that's exactly when my stomach decided to let out a grumble that resembled the sound a dying whale would make.
Ethan smirked. "Someone's hungry."
I poked my tongue out and asked him what we could eat for breakfast.
"Panca-"
I cut him off with a "Yes yes yes!" Because who says no to pancakes?
He grinned at my response and we both entered the kitchen.
Ethan started instructing me on how to make the pancakes and I got started.
I was whisking the batter and some of it accidentally fell on Ethan's shirt. To say he was pissed is an understatement.
"Oh I'm going to get you!!" He threw flour on my face.
I opened my mouth in shock and fought back by throwing some milk.
Things got messy and soon both of us were resting against the counter, catching our breaths.
I was clutching my sides because I couldn't control my laughter; Ethan was drenched with maple syrup, milk and various other ingredients and he looked absolutely hilarious.
He caught my eyes and smiled.
"Take your clothes off"
WHAT...?
I gave him a puzzled look.
Rolling his eyes he said " You can't wear these clothes, you'll fall ill. You can wear my clothes."
Shrugging my shoulders I went to the bathroom and waited for him to hand me one of his tshirts and shorts.
When I walked out I banged into him.
While he was shirtless.
"Damn." Both of us exclaimed.
His eyes roamed my body and reached my own eyes. His gaze flickered to my lips and he licked his own.
Before I knew it he had pushed me up against the wall and his lips were on mine.
He softly grazed my lips and I kissed him back. The gentle kiss soon became rough, and his hands began to roam my body, causing me to let out a gasp which allowed his tongue to enter my mouth. I ran my hands through his soft hair and wrapped my legs around his torso. He let out a groan and moved his hands to my hips,holding me up. I held onto him and kissed him till we were out of breath.
We pulled away with smiles on our faces and his taste still lingered on my lips.
He pulled me close to him and whispered in my ears "We should have more of these lazy Sundays."
