"hey!" i shout while i watch ethan throw a crate on the ground, kicking it once it hits the door. i notice that he's just taken things from the garage and thrown them everywhere.
he doesn't listen, as if he doesn't hear me.
"hey!"
finally, i run over to him, putting my arms around his shoulders before he hurts himself. it looks like i'm too late though. i see ethan's knuckles are cut up and bruising. i look around, and when i see what he did, i decide my arms around his tighter. after a few moments of fighting me, he nearly goes limp in my grasp.
"you did that?" i ask, but he says nothing. we both look at the old, beat up car that anna can't seem to get rid of, and ethan has punched the door, making a decent sized dent. his chest is heaving up and down, and i can tell that his heart has be racing with how rapidly his breaths are coming.
i don't realize i'm still holding on until i lean my head against the back of his shoulder, rocking back and forth on my feet. as i'm about to release him from my arms, ethan turns and grabs my shoulders, planting a hot, smooth kiss on my lips.
my first kiss.
he pulls away after a few seconds, and it's like all of my breath has been stolen. like i'm so high that i will never come down, not even if i wanted to.
ethan's hands cup my face that i can feel heating up with embarrassment, and i put my fingers around his wrists while he kisses me once more, this time slower. and i take it all in, and when he bites my lip between his teeth, i'm surprised. so surprised that i pull away, look at him for a brief moment, and then i walk back into the house, cheeks flushed, fingers fidgeting at my sides.
