Pretty When You Cry (An Ethan Dolan fanfiction)

Chapter 22

I sit in front of my mirror and do my usual makeup, I straighten my hair and tousle it to make it look effortless. I walk to my wardrobe and open it. I honestly don't know what to wear, my clothes feel so outdated. I still have Ethan's hoodie which I should probably give back.
I decide to pick out washed black dungarees with one rip on the knee and some distressing. I pair it with a navy vans tee. I fold the bottoms of my dungarees a little and wear my high top vans in black and white. I wear a delicate necklace with the word Create on it. I sprits some perfume on, grab my phone and wallet and head out my room. I take one step before forgetting to bring his hoodie with me. Honestly I want to keep it so bad, I haven't told him this or anyone for that matter, but... I like wearing it to sleep, the smell of him lingers on me. I rush back into my room and grab the hoodie before heading downstairs.

I walk into the living room and see Ethan on his phone.

"Yoohoo, you ready?" I walk in and put my arm around him as I sit on the edge of the couch.

He turns his head and kisses my cheek. I'm really liking this, the way his lips feel on my skin, and those random moments when he'd just hold me and kiss me some more.

"For sure... Is that my hoodie?" He tilts his head as I hold it up.

"Yeah, sorry... I forgot to give it back." I hand it to him but he doesn't take it.

"You keep it, I want you to have it." He puts his arms around my hips and kisses me on my neck.

"Are you sure, you can have it back, honestly..." He shakes his head and grabs my body, I am now under him. He manages to fit his hands on the side of my dungarees and caresses my waist. He starts to plant playful kisses all over me making me laugh.

"Ethaaaaan... We should probably... head out and grab some ice cream or something." I laugh in between my words. I grab his face so he's looking at me while he leans his chin on my stomach.

"Or we could stay here and you can watch me do this..." He unclips my dungaree straps and slips his hand under my t-shirt. Lord give me the strength not to rip off his pants. He slowly moves his hands up to my chest. I hold it before he goes any further and smile.

"Ohhh no you don't..." He smiles and tries to tickle me to death. I can't control my laughter and it sounds super dorky making him laugh. I fall off the couch making him laugh even more. I laugh and try to adjust my clothes.

"You're such a tease." He says as he gets off the couch. I stand super close to him and place my hands on his bulge. Okay, never in my life would I be doing this, but I actually feel in control and he seems to love it.

"I'm a tease...?" My hand is still placed on his bulge and he struggles to talk.

"Mhm... Yeah..." He doesn't look me in the eye and he begins to blush. I let go and tilt my head.

"let's go." I look so smug right now but I love how I make him feel. I walk out of the living room and head towards the door. As I open it I feel Ethan shut it again. He grabs my waist and turns me around fast.

"The things you do to me..." His eyes are looking deep into mine. I'm almost hypnotised and I can't move. His body is practically touching mine and he brings his head close to my ear and whispers.

"I can make you feel things you've never felt before." Those words send chills down my spine, I close my eyes to  stop me from doing or saying anything stupid... Or moan, yeah I can't seem to control those when I'm with him.

I hear him open the door again and step a few inches away from me. Fuck... He does this deliberately because he knows exactly what it does to me. 

"Ladies first." He has the most attractive grin on his face right now. All I want to do is rip off all his clothes and have heated sex with him... My mind is out of control at this point. I never used to have thoughts like this, until Ethan came along.  I swear, I'm actually a good girl but Ethan makes me want to be a bad girl for him. Okay, I need to stop before I speak my mind accidentally. I turn around and head out the door, and he follows. Ethan's phone rings, I'm guessing it's Gray. He's probably awake and wants to join us.
We walk to his car and get in. I honestly feel like my cheeks are still burning up from what happened, I'm also finding it difficult to look at him without thinking those things. Man, I need some girl talk with Hannah because I can't seem to stop thinking about inappropriate things.