Good Girl// Ethan Dolan Fanfiction

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Olivia's POV
You know guys.... I have like 10 almost finished fan fictions that the only reason I haven't started posting is bc I don't feel like making a cover. But hopefully I will soon and so there won't just be this active story up.. 😊😊

"Olivviiiaaaa" Ethan whined and I raised my eyebrow at him.

"I am starving. You are starving me." He said.

"Well.. Lets go make some food" I said.

"But we can't make what I want to eat" He said and I raised my eyebrow at him again.

"Its already in here" He said as a smirk grew on his face.

I rolled my eyes blushing.

"Your such an idiot.. Come on" I said grabbing his hand.

he laughs and follows me downstairs.

I open the freezer first and look at the stuff in here.

I could makkeeee.... hmph.

Wait. There is some chicken.. Why don't I just bake it. People do that.

Yeah.

I pull it out and look for directions on the package.

Okay. This isn't too hard.

"Chicken?" I asked him and he shrugs nodding.

I close the freezer and get a glass dish thingy and set it on the counter.

I took the chicken breast out of the package.

They are boneless. Whoop Whoop.

I lay them out like it said, leaving some space.

I look in the refrigerator for something to marinate them in.

I find honey mustard.

Thats a thing right.. Like honey mustard chicken.

I grab my phone and look up honey mustard chicken, it giving me directions on how to make it.

Hell yeah.

I do as it said and then put it into the preheated oven.

"Damn no girl, besides my mom, has ever like for real cooked for me." He said and I shrugged.

"You said you were hungry" I said and then opened the refrigerator again.

I see some vegetables.

I take them out seeing it is mixed vegetables with carrots and broccoli and peas and a few other things.

I grab a pan and pour about half of the medium sized bag in, before rolling the top up and putting it back in the freezer.

I put some oil stuff into the pan and turn one of the stove top burners on high.

I grab a spatula and start stirring it around, trying not to let it get to comfortable in its spot I guess.. I don't know mom always did that.