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fifteen

fourth date

rey's feet are killing her when she finally makes it to the dolan household, pushing her hair out of her face as she stands outside, she's here because last night ethan texted her his address as thats where their fourth date will be. rey's eyes widen as she fully takes in the appearance of the twins' house; more like mansion. its a lot bigger than rey expected, handsome and classy with a freshly cut garden patterned with colourful flowers. an obvious symbol of the dolan family's financial situation; especially with the range rovers and trucks parked in the garage. its near enough the complete opposite to rey's smaller and less impressive house.

rey lets out a sigh and makes her way to the front door, trying to fix her wild hair and tugging at her 'ramones' t shirt. she clears her throat as she raises her fist to the door, placing three knocks on it. "coming!" ethan's voice sings from the inside and rey smiles at the sound of it, seconds later the door opens to reveal ethan; looking completely comfy in his black adidas joggers, light grey hoodie and black snapback. the oldest dolan twin smiles down at the shy girl, looking up at him through her grey old looking frames. "my little sun rey" ethan greets her, the new nickname making rey's heart skip a beat or two. "hey ethan" she says softly, "you found the old place pretty well then?" ethan asks, stepping aside to let rey walk in. she nods and steps inside, she only got lost about three times.

the inside of the house surprises her even more than the outside, its appointed and organised, with a large wooden staircase starting in the hallway. "wow" rey gasps, looking around "your house is beautiful", she's mostly attracted to the stunning artwork that decorates the white walls. "yeah, its nice enough" ethan simply shrugs. the two perceptions underline how they come from different worlds; rey is amazed by a house this huge and stylistic since her family's financial situation could never allow it whereas ethan is so used to living in a place like this he doesn't even notice.

"so whats the plan for today?" rey looks over to ethan who has his hands in his pockets, a smile creeps onto his face and he gestures his head towards the other rooms of the house, "follow me and you'll find out". he starts to walk down the hall and rey is about to follow him, suddenly remembering to remove her converse and neatly place them near the door, then she follows ethan's steps. "here we are, date number four" ethan announces proudly as the two walk into what appears to be the living room. there's a variety of snacks on the coffee table, blankets and pillows on the sofa and a large stack of dvds next to the flatscreen tv. "a movie date?" rey beams, excited by the set up. she loves movies, especially ones from the 80's and 90's but she doubts boys like ethan would as well. "hell yeah" ethan matches her enthusiasm "a movie marathon", "I love it" rey says happily. "well get comfortable and ill put on the first one on the list" ethan gestures towards the sofa and rey takes a seat, her arms neatly folded in her lap.

ethan pulls out a case from the stack of dvds and holds it up for rey to see, "one of my personal favourites, 'the hangover'". typical boy movie rey was expecting. its not rey's type of movie but she's willing to watch it purely because ethan loves it so much, just like how after their date at the café she listened to kid cudi's 'man on the moon' because ethan said he loved it. "I haven't seen it but it looks promising" she smiles sweetly as ethan starts to put the disc in the player, "I know it off by heart, not even joking" ethan grins like a child and jumps over to join rey on the sofa. the movie starts playing and ethan sits back, rey leans back as well, letting herself rest against the sofa.

half an hour into the movie and ethan has laughed a total of eleven times, all from sex, fart or some other form of inappropriate joke. everytime rey smiles, not because she finds the joke necessarily funny but just because she loves ethan's laugh. how energetic and warming it is and how beautiful his smile is. rey then looks down on the sofa, ethan's hand is resting near his legs and just inches from hers. she thinks about how it would feel to hold it, like she wanted to that day at school. she thinks about it so much that she can nearly feel the warmth of his palm against her own, how his long thick fingers would link with hers and his thumb gently tracing over hers, him squeezing her hand from time to time. she longs to move her hand so it touches his, or for him to move his but she knows thats not going to happen. ethan soon feels where rey's eyes are and he looks over at her, noticing that her attention is on his hand. he thinks about holding her hand for a second, however the thought makes him feel a way he doesn't particularly like; it makes him feel dizzy so he shakes his head to cast it aside.