The boy who sneaks into my bedroom window-ETHMA

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"Wait, what" I said whipping my head around to look at him. He shrugged then burst out laughing.

"You should have seen your face!" He wheezed and I nodded slowly. Of course he was joking Emma, get a hold of yourself, though I did notice a slight blush crawl up his cheeks. 

"I should get going inside" I said and he nodded, still smiling. I rolled my eyes and started walking away. 

"Wait angel" he called after me. I turned around and he jogged up to me, pulling out a stray piece of grass from my hair, and I had to beg myself not to blush, which I didn't think worked because he smirked down at me. 

"Goodnight" He whispered and I nodded pulling away but he grabbed my arm. 

"Is my invitation to stay the night still open?" He questioned me and he actually looked worried, like I would say no. 

I laughed and he seemed really nervous, which was really cute. 

"It's your bed as well, Ethan" I stated like it was obvious and he let out a sigh and a nod and a smile. 

"Okay" He said and started walking back to his house. 

"Wait E" I said this time and he turned around. E? I never call him E. I guess it just slipped. 

"just come now, it's already 11:17" I said and he looked around, like there were hidden spy's or something, before nodding curtly and running over to me. I started climbing the tree, and felt eyes on me. 

I looked down to see Ethan staring right at my ass. "Um Ethan?" I said and his eyes snapped back at mine "Sorry" he said quickly with red cheeks and I laughed, climbing through my window.  I waited until Ethan was in my room then closed it shut. 

Ethan stood there awkwardly like it was his first time in a girls bedroom. That's funny. 

"Ethan" I laughed out "You've been here practically every night, stop acting so weird" I said and he nodded, walking into my bathroom. He opened my right top drawer and took out his toothbrush. 

"You kept it" He questioned and I shrugged. 

"Used it for a while as well" I said trying to annoy him over his no sharing those type of things thing, but he didn't seem bothered in the slightest. Strange.

I shrugged it off and took my leggings off, putting on some calving Klein boxer briefs Ethan must have left, clean don't worry, and then put on an oversized shirt. I joined Ethan in the bathroom and brushed my teeth, washed my face, then went to the toilet.

"Ethan" I said and he looked at me through the mirror as he washed his face quickly. "What" he replied and I looked at him like he was stupid. 

"I need the toilet" I said desperate to wee, but he shrugged nonchalantly and I groaned. 

"Leave" I said and he smirked. 

"I won't judge" He said and I flipped him off, to tired for his games. I quickly slid of my shorts, or his boxers,  trying to cover as much as possible even though he can't see anything.

He chuckled and shook his head "Are you wearing my boxers" He said and I nodded. 

"What! There comfortable" I whispered and he laughed again. "cute" he whispered and I did my business. 

I walked back into my room and got into my bed after putting my hair up into a bun. I snuggled into the warmth of my covers, recovering from a couple hours of the cold outside temperatures.

"cosy?" I heard Ethan say behind me and I simply nodded.  

I scrolled through my phone as Ethan took of his shirt and shorts. Don't look. Don't look Don't look. I looked.