The boy who sneaks into my bedroom window-ETHMA

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Emma

I wiped the small beads of sweat from my forehead as we finished practise. I walked over to Ethan and he handed me my gym bag while staring at his phone. I took it which caused him to look up and smirk at me.

"Hey angel, looking good" He said and I looked down at my skimpy shorts and sports bra that clung to my body. I suddenly became very self conscious and attempted to cover my body. Ethan realised he was making me uncomfortable and frowned. 

"Sorry I-I dint-I fuck" He stuttered out and I smiled slightly. It's funny how he goes from fuckboy, no cares or respect at all Ethan, to shy, respectful Ethan. Or in other words day-time to night-time Ethan. 

I just walked away and into the changing rooms. I changed and freshened up, fixing my messy hair. I walked back out and walked over to Conner who was busy talking to Ethan, who looked really worried and was rambling on about something nervously. 

"Maybe stop being pretending-" I heard Conner say before Ethan cleared his throat and Conner looked at me, slightly shocked, then smiled and squealed causing me to laugh.

"Hey Hun, took your time, But I've got to go I'm meeting up with Alex" He said with a frown and fake pouty face. I gasped and pretended to be shocked "What happened to chicks before dicks" I said and we both laughed. "I'm sorry, last minute change of plans" He said and I eyed him suspiciously. "m'kay" I said and he skipped away.

"You mad" Ethan questioned and I ignored him. Mad? What's he on about?

"Angel please talk to me" he said softly and I looked at him. Why was he so worried lately. Everything seems so...wired lately. Like what the fucks going on. 

"Eth I'm not mad?" I said with a laugh and he smiled so big, it was kinda cute. 

"Why would I be mad" I questioned and he shrugged opening my door for me. 

"I have hands" I said sassily and he laughed. "Your right" He replied and I sighed getting in the passenger seat.

"Your acting weird" I told him and he shrugged again. "Where to princess" He changed the subject. Well he's back. 

Ethan

"Conner" I whispered over to him and he smiled at me skipping over. "Ethan" He greeted and I smiled back, barley. "I think Emma's mad at me again" I said. My heart was fucking pounding and I had no clue why, she just had that kind of effect on me. "When is she not" He replied with a laugh, but I couldn't, I was too busy overthinking. What if she was mad at me? would she forgive me again? we just got back to normal, whatever normal is, and if I fucked that up I'd send myself to the mental hospital. "Calm down Ethan, your nervousness is freaking me out" he said and I nodded, trying not to get heated.

"It's just I think and I made her uncomfortable, y'know, and she ignored me, and we just made up" I said and he eyed me suspiciously. 

"Where is Ethan and what have you done to him" He replied and leant on his hip looking me up and down with a smirk. I rolled my eyes and crossed my arms. 

"I'm serious! I'm freaking out man, I don't like when she's mad at me, though it's hot" I said, before realising it and trying not to blush, which didn't work. Why am I such a fuck up. I tried to play it off but I could tell he wasn't buying it.

"Since when did you remotely care about Emma" He asked confused and I scoffed. All I do is care about her. 

"Since she popped out the fucking womb, now help me out man, your all...feminine" I rushed out. This isn't good for my mental health. 

"You loveeeee her" He dragged out and I sighed. Does anything I say go through this boy. 

"I don't love her-" Lie " I just don't like when she's mad, at me anyway" I said and he gave me the 'really look'. Jesus Christ, answer the fucking question dipshit.