Best Friends Brother (EGD)

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Alexis' POV
I'm in the grocery store with my messy bun, sweatpants, and Ethan's hoodie that I've stolen. It was his orange skeleton hoodie. I grab a box of pasta off the shelf and I look down at it.

I walk away from the shelves but I run into someone and I drop my pasta. As the way I accidentally grabbed their bicep, I pretty sure it's a dude.

"Oh my god, I'm so sorry."

I crouch down to pick up my pasta and I reach for it as he does. I place my hand first, then he places his on top of mine.

I blush as I look down at our hands, I look up to see the mystery man. The one and only, Ethan.

"Hey princess."

"Hi.." I say shyly. I tuck a piece of hair behind my ear and my cheeks are still heated.

"How did you know it was me? You blushed before you even looked at me."

"Well, I don't know."

"So you would have blushed at some random dude if they were put in my position right now?"

"No."

"Why's that?"

"Because I know your hands. They're smooth and big."

"Well what if other guys have smooth and big hands?"

"Then I'd look at their shoes."

"What if they have the same shoes as me?"

"Ethan, you're making this difficult. Let's just say I have girlfriend senses."

"Whatever." He says mockingly.

"Rude."

We get back up and I place my pasta in my basket.

"Anyways, nice running into you babe." I say with a wink.

"Wait, is that my hoodie?"

"Uh.. no."

"Are you sure?" he says with a grin while looking down at my body.

I stare at his eyes for a while, then I sprint the other direction.

I look behind me to see him sprinting after me. I hit down a stack of paper towel near by to slow him down.

Of course it didn't work because he literally just jumped over the whole pile. I run a little faster but of course he catches up. I look behind me but then trip over my feet. Why do I always fall when he's chasing me?

I fall on my back and I slid on the ground.

I look up to see Ethan on top of me. He pins my hands to the ground and he stares into my eyes. I honestly could stare at then all day if I wanted to.

I notice his eyes go from my eyes to my lips and back. I bite my lip and he groans.

"Don't do that." He says in a whisper.

I chuckle and I pick my head up to kiss him. Our lips meet and I slightly open my mouth. He quickly slips his tongue in and now the kiss is more passionate then we've ever had it.

He slowly pulls away and I wine from the lost contact.

"Now you better not steal my hoodies anymore."

"Why? They smell like you!" I complain.

"Aww, well if you ever miss me, just call me and you'll be in my arms whenever you'd like."

"But what if you're far away? Like you leave for a long time and you can't come back?"

"Fine, keep it. It looks better on you anyways." I blush at his comment and I kiss him again.