Toxic. (Ethan Dolan.)

Part 19 - Scrambled Eggs

I woke up the next morning and I was in Ethan's arms, snuggled into his chest. He was still asleep. I try to get out of his grip but it was too tight.

"Quit moving."

"I need to get up." I laugh

"Get up later."

I roll my eyes giving in and lightly fell back into his chest.

"This is weird Ethan." I mumble.

"Whatever seppo."

I laid in his arms for a while. When I come to think about it, Ethan has never said sorry or even thanked me for anything. It's kind of sad. We laid there for a couple minutes until I heard Ethan falling back to sleep. I got out of his grip and went down stairs to the kitchen. My mom and dad were in the kitchen having coffee.

"Good morning." I say.

"Morning darling, how was last night?"

"It was okay."

"Is Ethan still around?" My dad asks.

I nodded taking a seat on the table.

I yawn. "Doing anything interesting today?"

My mom and dad both shook there heads. It was a sunny Saturday morning. And I don't know why I'm awake this early.

"Good morning Ethan." My mom says snapping me out of my thoughts.

"Morning." He replies with his raspy morning voice.

"Did you have a good sleep?"

Ethan yawned and nodded as he took a seat at the table. "Yeah it was good." He answered looking at me with a smirk.

Thankfully my parents didn't catch on with what he said. It looked wrong when he said it. It could have meant anything. Even though nothing happened. My mom and dad left the house to go grocery shopping. Ethan and I started to cook some breakfast.

"Do you even know how to cook?"

"Yes." I say rolling my eyes.

I told him to start mixing the eggs and to cook it. But while he was stirring the eggs he was mixing too fast and ending up spilling it all over himself.

"Fucking hell." He groaned.

"Do you want me to go grab your hoodie so you can change?"

Ethan shook his head and smiled at me cheekily. He took off his top and threw it on the ground. And continued to mix the eggs.

"Ethan uh, maybe you should go get a hoodie." I stutter.

Ethan laughed and shook his head. "Am i making you nervous Seppo?"

I shake my head nervously. "No."

He just laughs and carries on mixing the eggs. I put bread into the toaster and I don't take my eyes off of Ethan. He poured the mixture into the pan.

"Quit staring at me." He says with his eyes on the pan.

I laughed and I stand next to him and watch him cook.

"You should take your top off." Ethan states.

"You wish." I reply.

Ethan grabs the bowl that had the mixture in and flicked egg onto my top.

"Ethan!" I yell staring at the stain.

"Now you're gonna have to take it off." He says with a sarcastic sad face.

"Dream on." I laugh. "I can handle for a bit."

Ethan just chuckled as he continued to mix the eggs. He looked down at me and smiled softly.

"This is fun." Ethan said as he kept his eyes on the eggs. "I like being with you."