Pretty When You Cry (An Ethan Dolan fanfiction)

Chapter 53

Continued...

The car journey home was way too awkward for comfort. Ethan hasn't suspected a single thing... I mean how am I suppose to even bring up that kind of topic? What kind of person would I be if I weren't honest with him but then again what kind of person does that make Grayson for even thinking he could act like that. God, what a total moron.

I feel Grayson stare at me through the rare view mirror a few times but I take no notice. I decide to scoot to the middle of the seats and lean my head behind Ethan's car seat. He reaches his soft hand and caresses my hair. I can't help but smile. I grab his hand and just hold it as tight as possible. Yeah, that totally caught Grayson's attention...

"Mia, come round to ours? We're gonna watch the game."

I sluggishly lift my head off of the seat.

"Sure, why not."

I smile as I draw little circles with my index finger on the palm of his hand.

I look over at Grayson and he doesn't even care. I hope he doesn't try anything again because I've had enough of his horny self trying to rub up against me and shit. Disgusting. Okay... I know it's a little over dramatic but honestly, it kind of scares me because he can probably turn this whole situation on me and god knows what Ethan will think. Oh man.

We finally arrive back home and park the car outside the garage. I'm super thirsty from this humid heat. I need water. I follow Ethan and Grayson into the house and shut the door behind me.

Grayson yells with excitement.

"Come on Eth! The games about to start!!"

"Let me grab some snacks yo!"

I laugh at myself at how excited they are to watch the game. I deliberately sit on the single couch because I would feel way too uncomfortable just knowing how close I am to Grayson.

Ethan comes in with a bowl of chips and some water bottles and cans of diet coke. This might actually be really chilled out and fun. Ethan sits next to Grayson and places the bowl on the table. I grab a diet coke and lean back on the couch with my knees to my chest. It's such a comfy position but also to stop Grayson from gazing at my nipples all the time. My self conscious laughs a little. Who knew I had that in me to make a guy swoon over them. Oh god, Mia just shut up!

It's only been 20 minutes and nobody has scored yet, this is such a lame game. I bring my legs off the couch and get up.

"Ethan I'm gonna wash my hands, the coke managed to spill all over me."

I awkwardly laugh.

He looks at me and places his hand on my waist.

"Okay bup."

Ugh, every time he calls me that my heart poops it's pants a little. And his hands... Ugh his hands... They can cup my boobs anytime they want and keep them warm. I almost laugh out loud. Oh shit.
I walk over to the kitchen and place my half empty coke can beside the sink. I open the tap and start lathering my hands with this lavender scented hand wash. Out of nowhere I hear footsteps walking towards the kitchen. I flirtatiously bite my lip and form my words.

"I was just thinking about y-"

I look up and it's not Ethan...
But Grayson. FUCK.

"You were..."

I look at him with an annoyed expression and carry on lathering my hands. Great.