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[FIVE] : DUDE, YOU'RE SO CHEESY!

UNEDITED [THE NEXT DAY]

BRITNEY PLEETH

DESPITE ETHANS CONSTANT CALLING, i just couldn't answer. i've never been so embarrassed.

that girl was pretty as well with her light eyes and weirdly enough, her eyes were really similar to Ethan's; brown with hints of green.

i shouldn't have kissed him, i shouldn't have shown up. but at least i stole his Sour Patch Kids.

oh well, who wouldn't want to kiss him?

i wasn't upset though. i had a strong feeling that he was a fuckboy. who else would come barging into a store asking for extra large condoms.

Ethan calls once again, my phone vibrating against my lap. i've honestly had enough.

"what Ethan! what do you want, for fucks sake?" i answer the phone with a snippy voice.

"damn, chill out baby girl." i feel his smirk through the phone and i feel
like running back into his apartment and kicking him.

"don't tell me to chill out, Grant." and his laugh stops.

"i told you my middle name in confidence." he whispers and i want to laugh but not now. i can't allow him to think that i'm happy with him.

he notices my silence and sighs, "baby, what's wrong?"

i can't hold in my anger anymore, "you flirt with me, invite me to your apartment. I didn't even want to come! then you kiss me without telling me you have some girl that is hung up on you. she has her own fucking key to your apartment and you didn't even want to mention anything? wow i legit hate guys like you. guys who think that they can play many girls at the same time without thinking—"

"babe?" he interrupts me with a soft tone.

"no, no. don't think you can call me that anymore—"

"babe?"

"ugh, what?!" i say, out of breath.

"that was my sister."

i stop breathing and cough.

"Ethan stop thinking that you can get out of this by saying that—"

"babe, that was literally my sister, Cameron. the one that i was telling about?" he chuckles, knowing that I'm very embarrassed.

fuck.

that explained the same eyes, eyebrows and facial structure.

"oh fuck. Ethan, i'm so sorry, i didn't know. i just thought that the girl was your fuckbuddy and that you guys had a thing going on." i run my hand through my thick hair.

"that's disgusting, considering that's my sister." he retorts. "so can you come over now, and maybe continue what we started?"

"mmh no, Ethan. as much as i'd like to, i'm still embarrassed so thanks but no thanks."

"baby girl, come ooon." he drags.

"i'm sorry, maybe next week or something." i sigh before hanging up, abruptly.

•••

there's a knock on my door, a loud knock to be exact. i roll my eyes, while shouting "i'm coming."

i swing my front door and meet the eyes of the Oh—So—Familiar Ethan. of course, he came.

but how does he know where i live? but i don't even have time to ask the question before he interrupts my thoughts.

"are you still embarrassed?" he uses his famous cocky smile.

"Ethan, i—"

"shut up and kiss me." he says before coming in, shutting the door and slamming me against it.

his body is flushed against mine and i feel everything. he inches his face closer to mine and his breath tickles my skin. his lips brush mine softly and i've had enough of his teasing. so i tangle my fingers in his brown locks and roughly bring his head to mine.

his gentle lips are satisfying almost as if I've been dehydrated and his kiss is delivering water. however i wanted more and needed more.

he seems to answer my thoughts as he slips his wet tongue into my mouth and plays with mine, slowly.

Ethan, as I can tell, also wanted more as his hand glides under my shirt and grasps my boob, squeezing it. i gasp into the kiss and he bites my bottom lip.

"wanna watch a movie?" i whisper into his lips, looking into his eyes.

"no I want to fuck you senseless." he groans, pulling back to fully look at me.

"maybe later but i'm in mood for a superhero movie." i grin, knowing that i'm irritating him with my behaviour.

"well, I'm in the mood for your pussy." he grunts before putting his hand on my heat, cupping it through my material of leggings. i fight my moan and push his hand away.

"Ethan no, you can be in the mood for Gal Gadots' pussy as you watch her fight?"

i pull away from his entrapment and grab the remote, opening the internet on my SmartTV. i sit on the couch, putting my feet up.

"but you're better than Gal Gadot." he whines.

i roll my hazel eyes, "that's a full on lie and you know it."

"whatever. she can fight the God of War but i still prefer you." he sighs before sitting next to me and grabbing my legs to pull them onto his lap.

"okay. Mr. Cheese Ball."

"i'm not being cheesy, i'm just being truthful."

"whatever you say, Grant." i trail my finger down his smooth cheek but he catches my hand and puts it down.

"you need to actually stop calling me Grant." he laces his fingers through mine.

"okay i won't." i say, resting my head on his shoulder. "Grant."

•••

sorry no smut for today, kids but it will come up,, later ;)

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—Parissa x