Pretty When You Cry (An Ethan Dolan fanfiction)

Chapter 9

I'm laying on the couch and it's currently 7 in the evening. Today was just one of those day that I wish could've gone less awkwardly. I'm so confused about this whole situation and I still want to know why he actually broke it off with Amanda because there must be more to this than just liking me. I just don't know how to spark up that conversation with him because I know he'll just brush it off and then we'll probably end up never talking about it.
My phone rings. It's Ethan, he's probably calling to tell me he's back with her. Hah.

"Hey, what's up?" There's a pause.

"Do you want to come over? I'm bored and there aren't any parties tonight." Hmm... I mean I want to spend time with him tonight but I'm afraid I might do something. I don't think my feelings for him are platonic anymore and that scares me.

"Yeah sure, why not. I'll be there in a few minutes."

We hang up and before I head out, I change out of my sweaty gym clothes from this morning. Why do I always find myself trying to dress nice, I mean I do it for myself but sometimes I think otherwise. I head into my room and take out a dress from Brandy Melville and pair it with a loose, off the should sweater and my high top vans in white.
I head out the door and walk to Ethan's.

I ring the doorbell and wait as per usual. I hear him run down the stairs and open the door.

"Yay! You're here." He smiles.

"So... What should we do tonight?"

I hoped that maybe we could talk about us, but I can't get my brain to form words. This is beginning to get infuriating.

"Watch a movie? Eat? End up on the weird side of YouTube? Ya know." He's walking in front of me and opens the door to his room. I casually lay on his bed and start to flick through netflix.

"Ethan? Come here." I really need to ask him about Amanda.

He plops himself beside me.

"What's up?"

I lay on my side so I'm facing him.

"What are we?"

He laughs and mimics me. I swat him on the stomach.

"I'm being serious, Ethan. It's been playing on my mind ever since you told me how you felt."

He then lays on his side, so we're now facing each other.

"I've already told you how I felt. But it was probably a bad idea for me to open up about it."

It makes me feel like shit knowing this because it took him a lot of guts to admit it and I'm laying here acting like I don't feel a single thing for him.

"What really happened between you and Amanda?" He sits up and looks at me.

"We spoke about this, Mia. I broke it off with her because I knew I had feelings for you but I just didn't want to admit it to myself."

But this doesn't make any sense. He wouldn't of gotten back with her if he really did like me.
I sit up too.

"If you really liked me, you wouldn't of tried to fix things with her. I sound selfish right now but it makes me feel a little uneasy. I don't want to be used just so you can forget about her."

We don't break eye contact.

He gets closer to me, we're only inches away and I feel him breathing deeply.

"If we were friends, would we do this..."

He cups my cheek with his soft delicate hands. His lips barely touching mine but I can feel his breath on my lips. We lean in to kiss. Holy shit, his lips are soft and man, he can kiss. I let out a small moan causing him to climb on top of me. I feel a bulge in his pants. Sweet jesus, is this happening right now. He kisses me even harder and puts his hand up my dress. My legs are wrapped around his waist and he is now in between my legs. I feel every inch of his body pressed again mine. He let's out a moan.

"Do... You know how long... I've wanted to kiss you..." His moan sends me over the roof. It sounds raspy and uncontrollable.

"Ethan.." I moan and breath rapidly.

"Wait, wait wait wait wait." I move him off of me. Fuck. I'm sweaty and hot and I feel my face burning up. He sits up and looks at me.

"I'm sorry, I shouldn't of kissed you like that. It was totally wrong of me." Why is he even apologising. He looks a little sweaty too. Oh fuck fuck fuck fuck. I need to get of here. I climb off the bed and adjust my dress.

"No no. Urm... I uh.. Gotta go, I have stuff to do. But I uh, I'll call you."
I give him a smile and go to open the door but he shuts it again. I feel him standing behind me almost touching one another. He brings his head to my neck and whispers.

"We'll make it work..."

I close my eyes and don't say anything. I open the door and rush downstairs and leave. What just happened?! We were making out...Ethan and I... My friend? My...? I don't even know what we are or what we're even doing. I open my door and go to my room. I still feel his body on mine, that... Bulge... His lips... The way his body moved with mine. I can't believe I'm saying this but I liked it. Like, a lot.