| Ethan's POV |
I'm sat on my spinning chair, rocking side to side and tapping my pen on my desk. Emma is curled up in my bed and it's only just bright enough for me to see her outline.
It's 3am.
It's 3am and I'm lost.
I've been sat her sat here since midnight not just watching her as she purrs so delicately but also trying to fathom words. Words than can explain how much I love her without me being a complete cringe ball.
I would've asked Gray but I haven't spoken to him since yesterday afternoon and neither of us have apologised. He's also the soppiest person known to man so he wouldn't even be a help.
She's so pretty lying there, so natural and innocent. Her tear stained cheeks are now just tinted pink, her eyelashes are full and her lips are swollen and plump.
Oh what I'd do to kiss them again.
I'm thinking about doing another video edit, but I guess that's what ruined everything and I can't bare the heart ache. I'm contemplating writing a letter although the darkness in the room means my writing will barely be readable.
I wish I could sing, or at least be a decent poet but I'm not, Hell- why would she even like me?
Not only do I want to tell her how incredible her eyes are and how heavenly her laugh sounds, but I also want to thank her. She was the reason I started the channel and I don't think I'll ever be able to repay her.
I keep thinking back to the lie detector yesterday and how she answered my questions so sadly, her eyes glistening as she barely brought herself to look at me.
She said she wants babies, fuck, I do too. But only with her. Imagine, our own real life Luna; with her mother's smile and my adoration for her.
She'd be beautiful- if she took after my chambie of course.
But first I think I'd like to marry her, I wouldn't mind whether it was extravagant or not as long as my baby was happy. I think I'd cry, probably not get through my vows and Gray would write the soppiest speech and probably cry too.
We could buy a house, on the same plot as Grayson of course, I couldn't part from him too much. And we'd bake, hopefully better than last time we tried, but we'd definitely repeat what happened afterwards.
Emma begins to toss and turn in my bed causing me to snap out of my day dream. Her face is screwed and she's sweating, she's having a nightmare.
"No" she croaks "no" her arms thrash around "no ethan no"
My name in her mouth so hopelessly makes my heart droop. I move from my seat over to her as she pants and whispers my name. I reach out and move her hair from her forehead and her eyes flicker open.
"Hey" i smile and she rubs her eyes and watches as I wriggle into the bed and lay down next to her, so we're face to face.
"Hi" she mumbles back, her breath hot against my face. She's so fucking pretty and as soon as I think it, I have to say it
"You're so pretty, Chambie" I rest my hand upon her cheek as she watches me speechlessly. I know she must be confused, every time I'm nice to her I bet she's confused then too.
"Ethan" she whispers through the darkness "you know I never watched the video right?" Her voice breaks a little as she says it. I nod and give her a sad smile. I know she's about to apologise because her eyes look apologetic and her pretty little mouth parts.
So i kiss her.
I bring her body close into mine, gripping both her cheeks between my hands and pressing my firm lips against hers so that I can feel every inch of their softness. I want more, no doubt.
Her legs find their way across my body and soon she's laid practically on top of me and no matter how much I scoop the small of her back into me, it's still not enough.
I want to speak right now and tell her I love her but i also don't want to speak and just... do.
Her heavy breathing is sending me insane and when my tongue enters her mouth to fight for dominance, she moans and my stomach burns with excitement.
She tugs on my hair barely taking time apart from me to breathe.
We were desperate for each other.
My hands dance up my shirt that I had leant her and the skin on skin contact makes me tingle everywhere and the way she pushes down upon me signifies that she felt it too.
I don't know how else I can make our bodies any closer but I'm frantic, I JUST WANT TO LOVE HER.
I grip one hand against her ass as if it's my life line and she moans again and I can't keep myself from growling back.
"Ethan-" she breathes breathlessly into my mouth as my free hand begins to trail her thighs. She's going to apologise again, I know her too fucking well
"Shut the fuck up Emma" I pant and I can tell the dominance's excites her because she smirks into the next sloppy kiss and pulls away biting my lip, allowing it to twang back once she releases it from her teeth.
"I still hate you" she whisper into the crook of my neck as my hand travels further and further up towards her panties
"Say it again" I snarl and her body shivers,
"I hate you" she moans but I know she's fucking lying because I can feel how wet she currently is and we'd only kissed "I hate you" she repeats more shakily into my skin now fully aware of where my fingers are.
"No you fucking don't, Princess" I smirk and she twitches on top of my body as my hand slides under her panties and makes contact with her hot skin.
Everything seems to be going in slow motion.
The way she moans makes me feel so fucking good. I did that, ME. Not Grayson, not any other boy, it was me that was making her tremble under my touch.
"Fuck, marry, kill- me, Gray and James" I repeat from earlier and she buries her head into my neck with a moan as my fingers tease her
"Fuck you, marry you, kill you" she breathes and I know she only wants to kill me because I was taking my time right now.
"Yeah that's right, baby" I hiss into her ear lobe "you only fuck me, not Grayson, got it? And maybe then I'll marry you, depends how good you are" I smirk before sucking deeply upon her ear making her hum in excitement
"I hate you, Dolan"
"I know you don't, baby." I reply leaving a trail of kisses down her jawline "I know you love me. But don't worry you don't have you tell me"
I stop upon her mouth again giving her a passionate kiss and pulling away with deep eyes
"you can just show me instead"
