Greaser ☾Ethan Dolan

Three ☾

I was sat in my room hearing my brothers set up for the stupid party they are getting ready for. I don't see the point of a party honestly. Get drunk. Make mistakes. Regret Later. Fun right?

It's about nine thirty so all the people are going to start rolling in, in about an hour.

I heard the blasting music and the yelling.. it's gonna be a long night. I would ask Lee to come over but he has to work on a science project with Will, he's some basketball player.

I turned off my bedroom light and turned on my fairy lights that surrounded my bookcase, bed frame, and Polaroid pictures on my wall. I went to my record player on my desk playing one of my favorite records.. but the awful music downstairs pretty much drowned it out completely.

I've been reading for a while now and I want a snack. The only problem.. I have to go through the party, and last party some guy tried to rip my shorts off.

I opened my door letting the awfully loud music blast through my ears making me scrunch up my face. I walked down the steps one of them occasionally having a half drunk solo cup on it.

I got to the kitchen going to the fridge that my brothers lock during parties. I grabbed strawberries, and some pineapple slices as long as a water.

I was almost to the stairs without any mishaps until I heard yelling coming from my brother. I set down my fruit and water on the island hoping no one would eat it. I went to the front door seeing it open and hearing yelling outside.

"Get the hell outta here!" Nick yelled. I peeked over his shoulder seeing Ethan and Grayson Dolan and the rest of their 'gang.' They were all smirking. I walked up by Nick getting a better look at then. I met Ethan's eyes watching them travel up and down my body. Suddenly I realized all I was wearing was a long t-shirt.

Oh well this is my house.

"Liv get in the house." Nick said. "What's wrong?" I asked quietly like always. "These greasers showed up, that's what the hell is wrong." He yelled. "Nicholas, you know how I feel about that word." I said referring to 'greaser' I hate when people call them that. It's just plain rude.

"Fine you want greasers in the house? Go ahead Liv! Do whatever the hell you want!" He yelled at me storming inside. I sighed rubbing my arms up and down. Now I regret walking out here with just panties a long shirt, and no shoes.

I walked to the group. "I'm sorry, you can go in, but I'm not s-sure why you would want to." I said. I watched as they all just stared at my chest that was not held in by a bra. I crossed my arms feeling uncomfortable by their looks.

"Don't mind if we do!" Some guy yelled from behind Grayson running inside my house. I chuckled quietly. I smiled at the rest of them turning around heading inside.

"What's your name doll?" Someone said wrapping an arm around me. I looked to my left seeing Grayson. I gently pushed him off. "Liv." I said quietly. "You wanna take this upstairs?" He asked pulling up my shirt. He was shoved by someone I soon learned was Ethan.

"Don't fucking touch her." He spat as Grayson was on the ground. He turned to me looking me up and down again with a disapproving look.

"Just go put some clothes on, and stay in your room. Don't go anywhere with any guys, and sure as hell don't take any drinks from anyone got it?" He asked. I nodded slowly. "Good." He said coldly.

Geez what's his problem?

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I was sitting in my room reading a new book suggested to me by the librarian at school, and eating my fruit. It's about two in the morning right now. Normally I would stay up this late because I'm more of a night owl.