ethma | e.d+e.c (completed)

nineteen

Emma's POV:

"Bryant! This photoshoot was absolutely gorgeous!" Ellie squeals, as she throws her bottle in the air, catching it afterwards.

We laugh at her. "I'm glad I got to do it, girlies," Bryant grins at us and places his sunglasses. "I'll send ya the pics as soon as I'm done editing them."

"Sounds great!" I hug him, the girls doing the same, "we owe you so much," I grip my arm with my hand.

"No," he scrunches up his nose, "you don't. I love doing photoshoots just for fun."

"Okay, then, but still-"

"Don't worry about it. By the way, you all are invited to my birthday party," he puts his hands on his hips.

"Thank you! Any plans on where or when we're gonna party?" Hannah speaks up.

"I don't know, yet. Just know you're invited." We giggle and say our goodbyes.

We make our way to my porch, "god, Ethan's gonna love your pics," Ellie says, startling me.

I feel myself blush, "I don't think so. I'm ugly-"

"We're not talking about this again," Hannah scoffs and gives me a look. I raise my eyebrows and hold my hands up in defeat.

I open the door, completely ignoring the fact that it's already unlocked. I step in and someone grabs my wrist.

"Emma!" Hannah whisper screams and Ellie lets go of my wrist, "the door was-"

"Emma!" I hear a manly voice and whip my head the other way, my heart about to jump out of my chest.

Suddenly Ethan comes running out of the hallway and we all lean against the doorframe, letting out a sigh in relief.

He engulfs me into a tight hug and rocks me back and forth slightly. I'm taken aback but wrap my arms around his body and lean into his hoodie.

"Hi to you too," my voice is muffled and a smile takes over my face. We pull away and he gives me a quick kiss on the cheek, causing me to blush immediately.

He holds eye contact with me for a second, before snapping out, noticing Ellie and Hannah. "Hey, girls," he hugs them both and they greet him back.

"Why the hell are you in my house?" I ask him, giggling through my words.

"I knew you were out and decided to surprise you," he runs a hand through his hair.

"But how did you get in-"

"I know where you hide your extra key," he grins and lifts one eyebrow.

"You're adorable," I laugh at him and grab his hand. He interwines our fingers. We turn to the girls. I open my mouth but they cut me off.

"We're gonna leave you, love birds, we're going to the park-"

"I saw a cute boy there and I wanna see him again, so, let's go," Ellie grabs Hannah's hand and leads her outside.

"Okay, bye!" I wave at them and close the door. "We just did a photoshoot with Bryant," I grab his other hand.

"Oh, really?" he smirks at me, looking me up and down, "you did a photoshoot wearing this?"

"Yeah," I furrow my eyebrows a little and look at him, licking his lips. It was just a black tight crop top and olive green jeans with black boots.

"Well, fuck," he grabs my face in his hands and connects his lips with mine. I catch up to his pace, kissing him roughly.

Pressing my back to the door, he rests his forearms on the wall next to the sides of my face.

His body is completely glued to mine, letting me feel his boner on the inside of my thigh.

He pulls away to catch his breath before leaning in again. This time, his lips move to my jawline and neck, leaving kisses all over and sucking on different spots.

I let out a quiet moan, my hands going in his hair, tangling in his locks. I pull on them, only encouraging him to continue.

His face lifts up to look at me. I push his chest and he walks backwards until he reaches the couch, falling onto it.

I look down at his pleading eyes. I lean down and place a kiss on his lips, before taking off his shirt slowly.

I hover over him, our lips barely touching. I reach down and caress his stomach. He goes to take my croptop off when the doorbell rings.

Ethan lets out a long groan and throws his head back on the couch, resting his hands on my hips.

"I'll get it," I say as I stand up, fixing my jeans and rubbing my face with my hands.

I open the door and see Bryant standing there. His smile falls and his face shows pure confusion.

"Oh, hey, Bry. Everything good?" I ask him worriedly, noticing his mood change.

"Uh, yeah, can I just talk to Ethan?" he looks behind me, trying to find him.

Ethan peaks up behind me, "oh, what's up, man," they handshake and pat their backs.

"Alright, I'll be in the kitchen," I say and leave them alone.

Ethan's POV:

I close the door, "yeah?"

"Okay, first of all, what happened to your hair? And why are you both so red?" He asks poiting to me and the door.

My eyes widen, "No, it's-"

"Did you-" I put my finger over his lips shutting him up.

"No, we didn't!"

"You definitely did-"

"Shut up," I cross my arms over my chest.

"C'mon, I already know there's something going on, no need to hide," he stretches our his arms.

"How do you know?"

He grins, avoiding eye contact with me and scratching his neck, "Grayson."

"We were supposed to tell you first, not him!"

"Stop being so dramatic," he grabs my shoulders shaking them for a brief moment.

"I'm not-"

"Shut up and listen. My birthday is in three days, I need a place to have a party at and I have no idea! Help me!"

"Don't think about it, just come at ours tomorrow at around ten," I tell him, a slight smug on my face. Me and Grayson already bought him a boat, so he can throw his party there.

"Okay?" he says, almost as a question, giving me a hug after. "See you."

"Have fun."