[Bad] ft. Ethan•Dolan

Chapter 7

Ethan was standing in the dark room with me. He threw his shirt in a corner.
He probably thought I was sleeping. I didn't dare to move.

He turned to me and I quickly closed my eyes. I heard him step towards my bed and felt how his hands dented the mattress as he climbed over me.
He stopped to make sure I was still covered with the blanket and then he laid down behind me, one arm closed over my waist the other was behind his head.
One of his legs rested between my knees and I heard him sigh.

My heart was beating out of my chest while I heard his breathing get slower and slower until I knew he was sleeping.

I decided to stay awake and talk to Ethan when he woke up.
But it was impossible not to fall asleep in the warm embrace of Ethan's arms and the sounds of him breathing was kinda soothing.

Of course, the next morning, when the sun woke me up, there was no Ethan. Even his shirt was gone which made me think that it had probably been some strange dream.

I walked outside and went to the dorm. I silently walked through the snoring pile of boys to get to the back where I opened the door to a small bathroom.
Or, bathroom...
It was a cold room with brick walls and a shower that never really stayed at one temperature.
I got undressed and stepped under the shower.
There was a bar of soap but I didn't use it when I saw a black curly hair poking out of it. I quickly kicked it away.
Uhg, boys were so nasty sometimes.

About ten minutes later I stepped out of the "bathroom" covering myself in a white towel.

I stared at the guys on the floor who were starting to wake up. Doubting I looked at the small towel around my body.
I wasn't stupid enough to step over all these guys in just this.
I should've thought this through...

I heard a whistle,
"Good morning to you, Katherine."

"Evan..."
Ethan had walked in and clapped his hands.

"Come one guys I want you all dressed by nine."
Everyone left the room in a disordered murmur of morning voices.

Now it was just me and Ethan.

He slowly punched the palm of his hand while walking to me.

I was getting ready to talk about tonight as Ethan walked right to me.

He was standing in front of me, I opened my mouth...

"-Uhh can I?"
Ethan mumbled before I could say anything.
He gestured to the bathroom door wich I was blocking.

"Oh, yeah..."
I said and stepped to the left.

When Ethan had disappeared through the door I smacked myself in the head with the palm of my hand.

He didn't know that I knew that he slept in my bed...!