Only friends - Dolan Twins fan fiction

11

Emma's POV -

I ran my hands through my wavy hair and felt the music flow through my body.
Everyone was so close and I could feel my body become hotter as I was basically touching everyone surrounding me.
I felt a pair of hands grab my hips and sway my body side to side.
I was was to drunk to even care, or look back and notice who it was.
I rubbed my arse on the, I could only assume, mans body.
Feeling more aware of the situation I turned back to look at who was touching me, and to my surprise it was Ethan.
I smiled at him and lent my back against his chest, my hands above my head, traveling through his hair.
"I wondered where you had wandered off to. Gray and I were worried." He whispered into my ear, our bodies still so close and grinding to the beat of the music.
"We're is G?" I asked.
"He's off talking to the guys."
"Where have you been all night?" I asked, I had seen Grayson around. But not Ethan.
"I was busy."
His voice and breath fanning my neck sent goosebumps all over my body.
"Ethan."
"Uh-huh." He said biting his lip, his hands tightening to my hips.
"This is wrong." I said, my eyes still shut, my head titled on his shoulder.
"Uh-huh." He said not caring.
I quickly turned around and connected my hands to his neck, before looking into his eyes.
Well at least trying.
My head was spinning and I was finding it hard to make eye contact.
I couldn't stand straight and I was getting claustrophobic.
"Ethan, we've gotta go." I said pulling away.
"What's wrong?" He asked worried.
"I feel dizzy, I think I'm having a panic attack."
"Look at me Emma." He said grabbing each side of my face and looking into my eyes. "It's your first time drinking, it's bound to feel a bit weird. You're just drunk and if you want to leave we can. But if you're worried about anything just know I'm here with you okay? Nothing bad is going to happen. Okay?" His small speech reassured me.

"Okay." I smiled.
"Still wanna dance?"
"How about we go someplace else?"
"Wait-what?"
"For a chat?" I smiled.
"Yeah Cmon." He said taking my hand and leading me down a hall and into a spare room.

When we walked in Ethan shut the door and I could already feel myself feeling better, I wasn't so crowded and it was much more quiet here.
I noticed a couch in the corner of the room.
There was also a pool table, some gym equipment and some shelf's with awards and family photos on.
I walked over to the pool table and picked up a stick, aiming it.

"You know how to play?" Ethan asked, still stood against the door.
"No. I've never played. Just watched a bit on tv with my dad."
"I'll teach you." He walked over. His hand removed the stick from mine and walking round the other side of the table.
"Come here." He said.
I walked around and met his where he was stood.
He grabbed my body lightly and stood my in front of him before letting me grab part of the stick.

He placed his large warm hands over mine and slowly out bodies moved in sync, bending over the table. "Just lightly tap it." He whispered into my ear.
Slowly our hands moved back and I shot the stick forwards. Hitting the white, which hit a red into one fo the holes in the corner of the table.
"Go again, get the green one in." He said.
We adjusted our bodies and I could tell he was getting comfortable with how close our bodies were in that moment.
I hit the white ball which hit the green one straight in.
"You're a natural!" He said as I stood up and cheered.
Our hands were still clasped together over the pool stick.

"Yes!!" I laughed, turned around and lent on the table. Ethan was close to me. His body very close to mine.
His chest was up against mine and without hesitation I lent in.
Our lips collided and a weird feeling ran over my body.
"Jump." He said pulling away. I jumped up and Ethan's arms caught me, placing my body on the pool table.
Once again he pressed his lips onto mine and I wrapped my arms around his neck, opening my legs slightly, allowing his body to step in between.

"Emma.." Ethan took in a breath. "You've no idea how long I've wanted to do that." He said before pushing our faces together again. His hands made their way to my hips and he pulled our bodies closer, if that was even possible.
"I'm sorry I got angry earlier.. I just- I guess I get jealous. I didn't want guys all over you." He pulled way again.
"Well it worked didn't it?" I giggled.
"I guess so.." he smiled pushing hair behind my ear and smooching me again.
"And I want you to know.."
"Stop pulling away and just kiss me." I chuckled, just wanting his body on mine.
A smile lit across his face and he connected his lips to mine again.
His tongue asked for access which I happily granted.

His tongue began massaging mine.

I lent back on the table, signalling for Ethan to join me.
He pushed all the balls out of the way and made his way onto the table, and on top of my body.

My palms grasped his face and pulled it down to mine again.
His lips disconnected and kissed down my neck, leaving small marks.

I felt his hand travel up my leg and slowly up my skirt. His finger tips glazed over my hip and tugged lightly on the side of my thong.
His lips kept sucking on my neck before moving down to my cleavage.
My heart began racing faster and I was scared.
This was really happening.

His fingers moved slightly, pulling my dress up a little before he brushed his hand over my heat, a small groan escaping my mouth.
He looked up and me and smiled, approving of the sound I had made.
As Ethan began rubbing along my panties And I found myself panicking.
I wanted this I really did.
I just felt insecure.
Suddenly my legs became too thin.
My boobs too small.
My body too short.
And I wasn't comfortable in my own skin.
It wasn't his fault.
But I'd feel more comfortable doing something to him before he did something to me.

"L-Lay down." I said. He removed his hand a mouth and looked up at me a little shook up.
"What-"
"I want to do it to you." I swallowed nervously.
"Really? I'd rather do it to you."
"I'd feel a lot more comfortable doing you." I looked down embarrassed.
"Hey you're beautiful." He said placing his hand under my chin.
"I'm not."
"Yes you are."
"No Ethan I'm not."
"Let me prove it to you." He smiled.
Hesitantly I nodded and titled my head back. Knowing I wasn't going to get my own way.
His lips connected to mine again, and his hand traveled where It was before. But this time I didn't feel tense. I felt more relaxed knowing Ethan thought I was beautiful.