Ethan's pov
"What's up guys! I'm back with Skylar, for another vlog/ weird video!" I say while holding the camera facing me and Skylar. "Hey guys!" She says while wrapping her arms around my neck from behind me. (John Cena😂)
"So basically today we are going to be playing what are the odds" I say before smiling big at the camera. "So Ethan and I tweeted you guys, to ask us a bunch of what are the odds questions. And both picked............was it 5 babe?" She asks me in her adorable voice after she took the camera from me and started walking around. "Yeah 5" I tell her.
"So yeah, we both picked 5 what are the odds questions to ask each other, aaand lets get into it!" She says.
"I'm nervous" she tells me after cutting the camera. "It's ok" I tell her while positioning the tripod on the coffee table in front of the couch.
"Are we centred?" I ask after sitting next to Skylar on her left. I always sit on the left of the person, because my left side is my good side. So when I turn to look at Skylar my good side is showing.
"Good enough" she shrugs.
"Ok! So, first question" I say pulling out...my phone(you thought it was gonna say something else didn't you?)
"Skylar, what are the odds that you let me hit you in the face with whipped cream?" I ask her with a smirk. "Oh yeah! So I ask her a question and on 3 we say a number 1,2 or 3 and if we say the same number she has to do it and vice versa" I say quickly.
"Ok on 3...1 2 3" "3!" We both say at the same time.
"Darn it! At least I'm not wearing any makeup" she whines. "Really?" I ask. "Yeah that's why I didn't take long to get ready this morning" she tells me. "Oh I guess you just look extra beautiful to me today" I tell her before giving her a short kiss.
"Ok ready?" I ask. "Not really!" She says before I slap the whip cream all over her face. "This reminds me of *beeeeeeep beeeeep beeep*
"Ethan! You can't put that in the video" she yells. "I thought your eyes were closed?!" I I laugh. "No there open. There's just so much whip cream on my eyelashes you can't tell" she says before wiping it off.
"Ok Ethan what are the odds-" I cut her off. "Wait" I say before licking her cheek, getting the rest of the whip cream off of her face.
"Like I was saying. What are the odds you grind?" She asks. "1!" I say as she says 2.
"Darn it" she whispered. "Awe. I can do it later" I tell her. "It was them who wanted it not me!" She defended.
"What are the odds you eat a spoon full of hot sauce?" I evilly laugh knowing she can't stand anything hot.
"Dam!" I yell after we say different numbers.
••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••
"Ethan. The last question I have. The last question of the video is. What are the odds you make out with me for 5 seconds on camera. NO CUTS!?" She exclaimed.
"1!" We say at the same time. Without either of us saying any thing we lean in. "HAHA" I laugh as our lips are close.
"Just kidding guys. We're not gonna do that" she says. "If you like this video give it a thumbs up!" I say. "If you didn't like it, still give it a thumbs up! Because Ethan licked whip cream off my face." She says while I stare at her. I wrap my arm around her before speaking. "I did. It was TASTY!" I yell before turning off the camera.
This was random but oh well
YOU ARE READING
An Arranged Marriage ✿ e.g.d.
Fanfiction[PART ONE: COMPLETED] I can't believe that my parents, my own fucking parents are doing this to me! Forcing me to marry a guy that I've never met and that they've met once briefly. Who even does that? Hi, I'm Skylar but I like to be called Sky. Im...
