Does He Really Love Me? [E.D]

2.4: Hotel

A/N

Jesus Christ! I haven't updated a chapter of this book since September 27, 2017. It's been about a month. I apologize! I did update two chapters of my book Tortured (A Grayson Dolan Fan Fic), so you guys should check that out! And I hope you enjoy this late a$$ chapter.                                                                                                                                                                                     ------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------                    "What hotel do you wanna stay in?" Ethan asked, as we sat in my car.

The car was parked in a closed Burger King parking lot. The street lamps around us were dim, and we could barely see a foot in front of us.

"Well, the closest hotel, please, because I still have to go to school tomorrow." I said, as we intertwined our fingers.

He gave my hand a gentle squeeze, and looked at me. He had bags under his eyes, and so did I.

"I can see the Hampton hotel from here." Ethan said, as he pointed at a big sign that said 'Hampton' in cursive on it. "Do you wanna stay there?" He asked.

"Yeah, sounds good. I'm kind of tired, and you look tired too." I said, as I yawned.

I started the car, and drove to the Hampton hotel. I pulled up into a parking spot that was close to the entrance. Ethan and I got out of the car, and Ethan pulled our suitcases out from the trunk. I took my suitcase from him, and we walked slowly into the lobby. A young lady at the desk gives us a kind smile, and as she does so, small wrinkles appear in the corner of her eyes. I give her a weak smile back, and turn to look at Ethan.

"I'll go get us  a room, but for how long?" Ethan asked me, as he put his suitcase next to me.

"Three nights." I said, as I slightly tilted my head.

Ethan nodded his head, and walked up to the front desk.

Ten minutes later.

Ethan walks back over to me. "We are in Room 216 on floor nine." He said, as he grabbed his suitcase, and headed for the elevator.

I followed close behind him, as we got onto the elevator.

"I honestly owe you like a thousand dollars , because you've spent so much money for me." I said, as the elevator door closes.

"You don't owe me a thing, babe." Ethan said, as he cups my face in his hands.

"Yes I do. People think I'm only dating you for the money and fame." I said, as I touch his hands.

"Who honestly gives a damn about what they say or think?" Ethan said, as he drops his hands.

The elevator reaches our floor, and the doors open. We walked down the long hallway, and finally found our room. Ethan put the card key in, and unlocked the door, and we rushed in. We were both exhausted. We left our suitcases by the inside of the door, and explored the room. One bed, a TV, small bathroom, dresser, and a couch. Ethan sat on the edge of the bed, and held out his arms towards me. I walked towards him, and stood between his legs. My hands on his shoulders. His eyes bored into mine.

I broke the silence. "Back to our conversation in the elevator. I honestly care about what other people think of me, because I literally get harassed with hateful words." I said, as I started to tear up. I wasn't planning on getting emotional about it, but I guess I was going to. "People won't say anything harsh to you about dating me, because I'm not the famous one. They can't say you're dating me for money and shit, because I don't have any of that. And honestly, who wants to get hated on by a famous person? I wouldn't. Yet, its okay for people to hate me, because whatever they say to me doesn't affect them, because I'm worthless in their minds." I cried, as my tears slide down my face, and onto Ethan's shirt.

"Sky, I didn't know you cared, so much about what people think of you" Ethan said, as he tried to wipe my escaping tears with his thumb, but he couldn't wipe them away, because they kept coming.

"Well I do. And it hurts to hear people say mean things that aren't true." I said, as I covered my face.

Ethan stood up directly in front of me, and moved my hands away from my puffy red face. "I want you to tell me the next time you get a mean text, tweet, post, anything.  Or if anybody says anything to you, because I will take care of it. I don't want you to be hurting." Ethan whispered in my ear, as he brought me into a tight hug.

I stood on my tip toes, and buried my tear stained cheeks into the crook of his neck.

"I love you." I mumbled into his neck, and I felt him shiver.

"I love you too, Sky." Ethan said, as he wrapped his arms around my lower back. "Now go take a shower, and I'll order a pizza. So we can just shower, eat, and sleep." 

I nodded my head, and tried to step away from him, but he kept his arms wrapped around me.

"Wait, give me a kiss first." Ethan said, as a smirk played on his lips.

I smiled weakly at him, and gave him a quick peck on the lips.

"You call that a kiss? That was more like you just slapping my mouth. Let me show you what a real kiss is." He said, as he brought his hand up to my cheek, as he cupped it. 

He kissed me gently, as our lips moved in sync. Ethan pulled me closer, so the room between us was no longer there.

"That's how you should kiss me every time." Ethan said, as he winked at me.

"Yes, sir!" I said giggling.

I saluted him, and turned towards the bathroom door.

"Now, go take a shower, gorgeous!" Ethan exclaimed, as he smacked my butt.

I squealed in surprise, and I went to grab my suitcase. 

"I'm going to order now." He said, as he grabbed the hotel phone.

I nodded my head, and opened my suitcase. I grabbed a fresh pair of pajamas, and I walked into the bathroom, and locked the door. I put my pajamas down on the sink counter, and got undressed. I hopped into the shower, and quickly cleaned myself. 

As I stepped out of the shower I shivered, and quickly dried myself off, and changed into my pajamas. 

I swung open the bathroom door. "Where's my pizza?" I asked, as I tied up my wet hair into a bun.

"It's next to the TV." Ethan said smiling, as he took a bite of his pizza.

"Thanks for ordering." I said, as I opened the box, and took a slice.

I bit into it, and completely fell in love with it.

"I love this pizza. Who could have known hotel pizza is so good." I said, as I took another bite.

"What how about me? Don't you love me?" He asked, as he made a pouting face.

I put my pizza down on the box, and walked over to him.

"I'm sorry, but my love for pizza is stronger." I joked.

Ethan's face fell.

"I'm just kidding!" I exclaimed. "I love my E-Tee-Wee-Tee!" I said, as I squished Ethan's cheeks.

"Awe, thanks, baby." He said.

I smiled stupidly. "Your turn to shower." I said, as I sat in the arm chair next to him.

"Okay." Ethan said, as he stood up, and pulled his shirt off.

"What are you doing?" I asked surprised.

"What do you mean? I'm getting ready to shower." Ethan said, as he pulled his pants off.

"No, no, no. Go get undressed in the bathroom. We are not at some strip club." I said, as I pushed him towards the bathroom. 

"But I'm a savage." Ethan said laughing.

"You sure are." I said giggling.

I finally got him into the bathroom, and I closed the door.

"You can join me if you want!" I heard Ethan yell from the bathroom.

I shook my head, and laughed. How? How did I deserve him? He is honestly to cute, and I never did anything to deserve him.