The boy who sneaks into my bedroom window-ETHMA

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Emma

The water came to a stop as I turned the handle quickly. I got out the shower and sang along to my blasting mucic. It had been several hours since me and Ethan got home, and i havnt really talked to ether him or gray apart from when we sat down to eat, but even then Ethan was still quite. 

I brushed my teeth and got changed into my pj's, then turned on netflix and settled down into my cold fresh covers. 

After 3 episodes of rick and morty I was out for the count. I heard my bedroom window open softly, the someone walking across my room to my door, then it being locked. I shifted over, already knowing it was Ethan, and sure enough the bed dipped as Ethan layed beside me, getting under my covers. I glansed at the alarm clock and it read 10:54pm. 

"your early" I whispered hoping he could hear me. After I got no responce I turned over to look at him. His hair was fluffed out in all different directions, and the moonlight highlighted his sharp jaw line and tan skin. His muscles were flexed as his hands were crossed behind his head, and his eyes glistened from the glow of my tv that was still paused. 

He hummed in responce, looking over at me with his swirled hazel eyes. So he did hear me. "Whats wrong" I asked gently moving closer to him. he truned his head away from me back to the ceiling and I sighed. 

"Ethan?" I questioned him as I placed my hand on his arm casuing him to tense it. "whats wrong" I continued and he looked over at me with sad eyes. He stared at me, flicking from my mouth to my eyes occationally, then saying "are you mad at me" in a tiny whisper I barley heard it. 

Mad? At him? What was he talking about. I gave him a confused look and shook my head. 

"What? Ethan why would I be mad at you?" I questioned him trying to think of what I could have done to make him think that. 

Relief washed over his face as he smiled sadly at me. " I thought you were mad I took you out on the ice" He said as he turned away. I remembered back to my panic attack, and how we never spoke since. "oh..I'm not mad Ethan. I was never mad. You helped me, and I'm sorry I didn't say I'm so thankfull for that. I need to grow up anyway." I said with a little laugh and he turned back to look at me "It's okay to be sad about it still Emma, You don't sound like a little kid" He said "And I'll always help you Emma" He continued looking into my eyes.

Ethan was always different at night. Night-time Ethan was soft and gental and caring. He made me safe at night. I nodded in agreement with him and turned around, pushing myself against his back. He put his leg over my legs and his arm around my waist pulling me closer to him, then grabbed my hand and interlocked our fingers together. He put his head in the crook of my neck and we drifted of to sleep together.

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"angel wake up"

I heard Ethan whisper to me as he shook me gently. "We have to go to school"

I groaned and rolled over pushing his hand off me. "Fine, stay here I don't care" Ethan said and I heard him walk around my room gathering his things then leaving through my window. I drifted off back to sleep.

I woke up slowly gazing around my room. Crap. I quickly looked over and 9:16 flahsed on my alarm clock. Trust me to sleep in. I quickly jumped out of bed and rushed to get ready, throwing on whatever was on my floor, abd brushing through my hair, not bothering to put it up. I dashed out the door and practically ran to school arriving 20 minutes after 1st period. I hate maths anyway.

I walked through the doors and into the empty hallways. I heard a few voices as I turned down the humanities corridor. Great. I looked like a total and utter mess and  the senior boys were a few yards away. Not to mention Ethan was there, staring at me with a smirk.