something more // ed

- two -

"Well he'll be in this room all night facetiming Isabella. Wanna just go in my room?" Ethan asked.
"Yea, sure." I said. I grabbed my bag and went to his room, he joined me shortly after.
"Whatcha wanna do?" I asked sitting on his bed.
"Make out." He said.
"What do you wanna actually do?" I asked laughing.
"Um, I dont know." He said plopping down on his bed next to me.

"Oh! Look what I got." I said. I pulled out my polaroid.
"Yes! Take some pics of me!" He said. He jumped up posing in silly poses.
He pulled up his shirt showing his abs and making a fuck boy face making me laugh.
"Oh! Show me your tattoo!" I said and he pulled his bottom lip down.

"Ok you got like ten of me. Your turn." He said taking the camera.
I stood up and mocked a few of his poses making him laugh. He pulled me to his lap and he took pictures of us. One of us smiling, one of me pulling down his bottom lip. One of him kissing my cheek.
"Ok you got my tattoo, let's see yours." He said. I showed my wrist to the camera and he took a pic.
"Next." He said refering to my ankle tattoo.
"I'm not lifting my leg up, it's not possible." I said. He sighed and grabbed my ankle, lifting it by his face as I laid back.
He smiled and took the picture.
"You're fucking weird." I said.

"My turn!" He said. He lifted his ankle and set his foot on my shoulder as he laid back making me take a picture with his ankle tattoo.
"There, now get your smelly foot and hairy leg away from my face." I said laughing.
"You're so mean to me." He pouted.

We looked at all of the picture we took and the empty film we used.
"Ok I'm keeping these and you can have the rest." He said.
"Ethan, those are all pictures of me." I said.
"I know." He said putting them on his desk.
"What about this one? Who gets it?" I asked referring to the picture of him kissing my cheek.
"You keep it. I've got the one of you kissing mine." He winked making me laugh. I put the pictures in my purse and laid down on his bed.
"Get changed, you're not sleeping in jeans if you're sleeping in here." He said tossing me a pair of his sweatpants and a shirt.
"You know I brought clothes right?" I said.
"Yea, and?" He said walking out the door making me blush.

I changed and laid on his bed, scrolling through my phone.
He entered the room and laid on top of me, with his face near mine.
"Hello Ethan." I said, as he touched our noses together.
"Whatcha doing there?" I asked laughing.
"Annoying you." He said. He started to poke at my sides, tickling me.
"Stop! Eth- Ah!" I said laughing but not being able to move due to him now sitting on my lap.
"Please E, stop!" I said laughing.
"Why? What do I get?" He asked.
"What do you want?" I asked still laughing.
"Head rubs!" He said. He grabbed my wrists, pinning them next to my head allowing me to catch my breath.
"Fine, but please get off me." I said.
"Yay!" He yelled.

He got off me and turned on his tv, putting on a movie on Netflix. I laid under the covers and he turned off the light. He came back and got under the covers, cuddling into my side. He rested his head near my shoulder, just above my chest.
I ran my fingers through his hair, using my nails to scratch his head lightly. I could see the hairs on his arm stand up as he hugged my waist.
"Is that good?" I whispered.
"Mhmm" he said, getting more comfortable on me.

20 minutes later, I was still playing with his hair. I started to hear quiet snors coming from him so I slowly stopped and laid my arm down.
Not even five minutes later he woke up and grabbed my wrist, putting my hair back in his hair. I shook my head smiling and messed with his hair some more.