Pretty When You Cry (An Ethan Dolan fanfiction)

Chapter 40

I stretch and rub the tiredness out of my eyes. I recollect everything that happened yesterday and sit up. I still don't understand what Grayson was trying to do, is he testing me or something because I know what he's like with girls, they practically swoon when they see him, but I'm not like all those girls. He's weird.

I need to get food and drinks for my party tonight, I still don't know where to have it. I call Hannah up.

"Hey Hann, I need drinks and food for tonight, do you wanna come with?"

"Yeah sure, I'll be there in 20. Wait... Do you even know who you'll be inviting tonight? I mean isn't your mom back tomorrow?"

I laugh.

"So many questions girl... And I already have a list of people and I told E and Gray to bring some of their buddies too."

"Well, alrighty. Please, please, please let's not get wasted again. That was awful." She laughs.

"Ditto, oh my god."

We say our goodbyes and hang up. I hop out of bed and walk to the bathroom to take a shower. I'll ask Ethan if I can have my party at his. They have a spear room that they use a lot for their parties, besides my moms back tomorrow which, I'm super excited about because I felt like I haven't seen or spoken to her in weeks. I rinse my hair and wash the foamy soap off my body. It's super steamy in here, I feel like I'm in a sauna. I hop out of the shower and put on my silk robe and moisturise my legs and body. I might quickly see if Ethan wants to come round before I head out. I miss him and I really need to see him. I don't think I'll tell him about Grayson. I'll give him a chance to apologise but if he thinks he can do it again then somebody needs to whoop his ass. My conscious laughs.

I head to my bedroom and sit in front of my mirror. I apply my usual makeup to add in that extra glow. I put on my black lace underwear but keep my robe on. I love how I'm beginning to feel a lot more confident around Ethan. I grab my phone and call him.

"Hey baby." I'm internally screaming, yes.

"Hi Bup. Do you wanna come over?" Okay, I'm going be honest. I feel super heated right now. Oh god. Why.

"Sure, let me get changed. I did the most intense workout and I'm covered in sweat." He laughs. Oh fuck.

"Nice... I mean yeah, uhh... I'll see you soon." I stutter. God, I need to stop making everything I say sound sexual. Shit Mia, chill.

We hang up and I tousle my hair and adjust my silk robe and sprits some body fragrance. What am I doing with myself. Honestly. He probably wouldn't even care if I were in my pjs.

A few moments pass and I hear a knock on my door. I rush out of my room and head downstairs. I double check myself in the mirror and fix my hair. I open the door and his eyes trace up and down my almost bare body. I like this, a lot. But then again, I can't keep my eyes off of him. His muscles are so prominent under his black tee. Ugh, I can't contain myself. I open the door a little more and gesture for him to come in. I close the door behind me, I turn around to face him but before I can speak he grabs me and pushes me up against the door and I feel him aggressively breathing. Oh shit. His body presses against mine and I feel his bulge grow. I wrap my arms around the nape of his neck and our lips touch. We're in sync and he moves his tongue with mine. I feel his fingertips gently brush up my thighs giving me goosebumps. I accidentally let out a moan and we pull away.

"Fuck." He whispers against my lips.

He locks eyes with mine and moves his hands to my robe. He tangles his fingers around the knot and effortlessly unties it. My robe falls open only revealing my torso but my boobs are still barely covered. He traces his index finger down the middles of my chest.

"I like how your breathing changes when I touch you like this..." He says with the most raspiest tone. Fuck me.

His eyes never leave mine as his index finger moves down to my stomach making my breathing faster. I lean my head against the door and lift my chin. He places soft kisses on my chin and down my neck. I grab him by the waist and pull him closer. My robe begins to slip off my shoulders, I try to cover myself up but Ethan stops me. He kisses my shoulder blade and I feel his other hand grip my waist. I pull myself away from the door and lead him to the living room. He lays me on the couch and is now on top of me. I have one hand gripping onto my robe. I'm beginning to feel a little shy now and my cheeks burn. I love the way my body responds to his touch, but why do I feel so shy all of a sudden. His torso lays on mine. His elbows keep him steady as he kisses me. I find the seam of his tee and struggle to pull it off, we break the kiss as he helps take it off. His body is so mesmerising. I feel his bulge grow on top of me. He brings his lips to mine again and we kiss with so much passion making him groan.
Out of nowhere we hear a knock on the door making me push him off me.

"Shit, it's Hannah. We're suppose to be going out." We both get up in a rush and he puts his tee back on as I adjust myself.

He looks at me with the biggest grin making me laugh. I walk towards the door and open it.

"Hey girl! Why aren't you ready yet?" She says barging in and walking into the living room.

"Oh..." She stops in the door way and turns back to look at me. Yeah... She knows exactly what's happening.

I walk past her.

"Uhh, Ethan was just here helping me plan the party..." I look to him and he hesitantly nods and looks at Hannah. God, this is getting awkward.

(I take no credit for this, Ethanbup (on Instagram) made this y'all, read the watermark lmao)

"Uhh, yeah..." He nods.

Hannah smiles and slowly nods her head as she looks at me. I give her an awkward smile and walk out.

"I'm gonna get changed, I'll be back." I yell as I walk up to my room.

I close the door in my room and put my hand over my face. I'm forever finding myself in these situations.