Pretty When You Cry (An Ethan Dolan fanfiction)

Chapter 7

The next morning

I wake up recollecting the memories of last night. It wasn't a dream after all, how am I suppose to face him? We were suppose to hang out today but I don't think he even wants to see me. Why didn't I just open up to him about how I felt, instead I probably made it more awkward. Damn it, Mia.
He hasn't called me since last night. Please god, don't let him be mad at me. I don't know what it'd do if he were, I can't loose him. I lay in bed constantly thinking about what I should've told him. I knew this would destroy me.

It's already 9:30 and I finally get out of bed. My feet don't hurt so much surprisingly, I walk to my mirror and stare at myself... I look awful, my mascara is all smudged and my hair is a mess. I need to take a relaxing bath and not think for while. That's starting to become impossible, Ethan is on my mind a lot lately and what happened last night doesn't help. Ugh. Being in love sucks balls.

I walk to the bathroom and fill my bath tub with warm water and drop in some bath bombs. I take my clothes off and sit in the bath.
The warm water soothes my skin. And the smell of citrus lemon and flowers overpowers everything. Wow, I actually feel super relaxed and my mind is at ease. I close my eyes and my mind takes me to a forest with wild animals.
I dip my entire body including my head under water. Everything's foggy and still. Moments later I hear a faint knock on the door making me jump back up and catching the biggest breath. I get out and wrap my wet body in a towel loosely. My hair is wet and my face is dewy.
I head down stairs and look through the door viewer. Oh shit! No, no, no, no, oh god not right now. It's Ethan. What should I even say to him, it's gotten super awkward now and I'm practically naked. Great.
I hesitantly open the door. He looks at me as if he's never seen a naked body in his life. It's actually kind of amusing.

"Oh... Is this a bad time?" He looks at me up and down and then at me.

"Uhh... No no, what's up?" Oh god, this is so not happening. He's standing right in front of me and I'm naked with only a towel covering myself.

"Wrestling match, remember?"

He smiles. Doesn't he remember what happened last night or is he trying to pretend it never happened. Either way, I don't care, he's here and I can't believe I'm about to say this but, I missed him.

"How can I forget, I'm the one that's gonna beat your ass." I give him a smug smile and tilt my head to the side.

"Ohhh check you out." He laughs

Okay maybe we could talk about what happened last night later on. Right now I kind of want to spend time with him even though my mind is all over the place. I'm weird, I know.