The boy who sneaks into my bedroom window-ETHMA

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Emma

Some people thrive for the spotlight. They live for likes, popularity. I never understood how someone could be so down-right pathetic, devoting their whole life into some imaginary world they create, because their own actions which result in the path life takes them, just aren't enough.

Every action has to be competed with. Every word has to be outspoken. And it truly blows my mind how some people can see through the fake smiles and facades of those pathetic individuals, who only climb the mountain to look upon those who can't. 

In Meredith's case Ethan was that mountain. She wanted to be the first one to climb him, and even stooped so low to place a bet on it. 

I'd heard of it through Conner, who so desperately tried  to get me with Ethan in the nearest closet, which I obviously refused, though I was tempted when I saw the smug look on that bitches face at lunch. 

She was sat around a table full of girls squealing every so often when Ethan ever so glanced their way. It seems every girl in school was crowded around her, begging to be let in the bet. 

This had happened before. Neo Playso. He was a junior at the time, and had just transferred from some big city, and to say the girls went crazy would be an understatement. By the end of the week the bet was up to $460, and the lucky girl was Sophie ozoman, who magically contracted a STD a week later. After that there was no bets. Well not until now. 

"Listen, anyone who wants to try  to get in Ethan's pants, has to place a $20 to win" Kate, one of Meredith's followers said, throwing down a crisp new note herself, onto the already massive pile. 

I looked back over to Ethan's table to see him already looking over with a scowl on his face. Well, I'd be pissed as well, but I wouldn't pin Ethan to be someone who'd be mad about hundreds of girls trying to have sex with him.

Shortly after Ethan's death stares, the girls vacated to his table, much to his disappointment. 

"Emma" Conner barked at me while standing up from the table. "Get your ass over there, and get that dick" He continued and I rolled my eyes. 

"Yeah right, One, Ethan would never want me, Two, I don't think I'd be capable of having sex with anyone without running for Canada first" I snapped back.

He let out a long sigh and shook his head at me slowly, like a fed up mum telling of her child in the middle of target.

"Young love" He breathed out and I raised my eyebrow at him, only receiving a playful eyeroll in response.

He sat back down and crossed his legs, folding his arms on the table, like he was about to interview me or something. "Listen, all I'm saying is Ethan would love to have you, more than any of those other girls" He said and I squinted my eyes at him. What's he getting at? 

"I highly doubt that" I said, mocking his tone. He looked at me with a smirk before tuning his head to Ethan's table, causing my eyes to follow. 

Ethan was sat in the middle of the girls, Rebecca clung to his right arm and Meredith was leaning across the table, holding on to his left hand, trying to grab his attention. But he took no notice. In fact, he ignored them completely, and stared at me from across the hall.

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Ethan

She was stunning. The most beautiful girl I will ever see, yet she's the only one not practically begging for my attention. And boy oh boy did that piss my off. 

I heard about the little bet, and I'm not fucking stupid to know that all they want out of it is a good fucking and some cash. 

She was talking to Conner before she looked over at me with her fucking gorgeous eyes, and now I'm fully debating why the fuck I'm not already on my way over to her.

I stood up harshly, pulling my hands away from the girls and walking over to Emma's table. It was quite, peaceful, just what I needed.

"Ethan" I heard one of the girls cry out, as the others whined but I heard Grayson tell them to leave me alone, which I thanked baby Jesus for, because if another one of them walking barbie dolls touched me with their 9 inch piece of plastic nails, I would have lost the plot altogether.

Emma's eyes widened a bit as I walked over to her, probably looking like a toddler in the mist of a strop, but I couldn't care less.

"Why you over here, Ethan? Don't you want to be over there with them?" Emma questioned me as I sat down next to her and opposite Conner. I grumbled and huffed as I sat down.

"I want to be with you, angel" I muttered and rested my head on my hands flat, looking over to her. 

"Oh" She said softly and I shuffled closer to her. "Can't we just go home" I said, trying to wiggle under her arm, which made her laugh, but eventually she placed her hand over my back, rubbing it slightly, making me smile. 

"I'm not skipping" She stated and I looked up at her. I sighed and dug my head in the middle of my arms. "But baby, I don't want to be here, can't we just go and cuddle, I'm sick of all of them" I said in a begging tone, muffled by my arms, and I felt her start to very lightly playing with the short of my hair at the back of my neck. 

"Baby?" I heard Conner question who I almost forgot was here, and apparently Emma did as well, because she quickly removed her hand. 

"No, no, no, don't stop" I whispered and she sighed, starting to play with my short hairs once again. 

"Listen E, Grayson would get worried, and I don't want to miss out on work, I just can't skip, and I'm not your baby" She replied and I looked at her with sad eyes. 

"Why can't you be my baby" I said softly and she blushed slightly, shrugging at me. 

"She is your baby" Conner butted in with a smirk, and Emma kicked him under the table not so discretely, making me snicker. 

"I want you to be my baby" I whispered but I knew they both heard because Conner let out an enormous, high pitched squeal, and Emma gasped slightly. 

"C'mon angel, I want to go home" I moaned and she sighed, shaking her head. 

"Why do I need to come with you anyway" She said and I shrugged, trying not to blush. 

"I don't know, I can't cuddle myself" I said and she rolled her eyes playfully. 

"You can try" She said sarcastically and I put my head back in my hands letting out a shaky breathe. I could feel my leg bounce and Emma quickly put her hand on my knee, stopping me.

"It's okay, what's up" She said and I looked at her. "I'm not going back to my house, so if you come with me, I can come back to yours" I whispered, luckily Conner was too busy making some snapchat post about how strawberries are the elite fruit in the corner. 

"Oh" She said in realisation and I nodded slowly. 

"You can leave first, and I'll follow?" She questioned and I nodded quickly already picking my bag up, kissing her on the cheek, and practically fleeing school grounds.