All Night || d.t

No fun

*Your POV*

Our lips are already plump and almost purple from making out.. I love how he touches me and how he makes me feel.

I don't get how he's so good with that. Like he makes me feel something that I've never felt before.

I'm sitting on him again while he is laying.. our hand are interlocked and we're acting silly. I can't stop chuckling like I'm drunk or something and he's horny.

»Wanna ride me?« he asks since I'm already sitting in that position. I laugh. »Shut uuupp!« I say and he licks his lips. He makes me bounce and I can't help but keep laughing. I let my head fall in and he laughs too..

»I know you want that.« he says and bites his lower lip. »Stoopp!« I say but he won't stop and I don't know why but I have to laugh..
When I look up my heart stops and I scream.

He stops and looks at me eyes wide open. »What?« he asks and I get off him immediately. I run towards the window and put my hands on the glass..

»IT'S SNOWING!« I scream totally excited.. finally.. after such a long time. I've missed snow so much.. it makes me feel like home. It makes me feel comfortable..

*Ethan's POV*

»It's snowing..« she says again totally amazed by the huge, thick snowflakes..

I always hated snow to death. I hated it because it's always been ass cold and Grayson loved snow. He loved to play with it and spend time outside.

He loved to get wet and get sick and drink hot chocolate later only so mom would care about him.. although my fucking stupid ass was inside, drawing pictures, watching cartoons and playing with my toys, TRYING TO LEARN SOME SHIT, somehow he always managed to get more attention.

I never got attention.

Or love.

Or anything else.

Nobody ever told me how talented I was and how good I'd be at drawing.. nobody ever asked me if I would be sick or how I would feel.. nobody..

I've always had a special place for my toys and whenever I was done with playing, I put them back into their place and always took care that they would be symmetrically and clean.. but he.. he was always so fucking messy that I got something like anger 'attacks'  but he never cared..

I almost had something like a compulsive neurosis.. but he was still the perfect child.. I was the freak that nobody wanted to take care of.. I was the one that would never be able to make shit.. the kid that nobody believed in.. and I still am. I don't care about hair anymore..

My hate for him is so huge... I hate whatever he loves.. whatever makes him happy..

»What's so special about it?« I Ask hoping to calm down because whenever I think of Grayson I get hella mad.. like extremely. »Is that even a question?« she asks turning around to me and then back to the window..

I walk slowly towards her and hug her from behind.. I lay my chin on her shoulder and she puts her hands on my arms.. no matter how much I don't like snow.. it seems like something special to her and I don't want to ruin that or be the bad guy again.

»I love snow and winter and everything that has something to do with cozy clothes...« she says and she sounds so soft but there's this sadness in her voice..

»It reminds me of home.. I loved playing in the snow..« she says and then she turns around to me in my eyes with stars in her eyes.

»Can we please go out?« she asks and I raise a brow at her. »I hate snow..« I say and she looks sad. »I'm never gonna go out there.« I say and she furrows her eyebrows..