Greaser ☾Ethan Dolan

Thirty Five ☾

I fluttered my eyes shut and let his steady heartbeat, and soft breaths guide me to sleep.

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I woke up opening and closing my eyes quickly trying to let my eyes adjust to the sun that was peeking through the curtains.

Sun: wake up biotch time to do some shiit!

I looked down seeing two arms wrapped tightly around me as I laid in a bubble of warmth. I let my eyes travel up the arms leading to him and his sleeping state.

He was breathing steadily and looked like he was sleeping nicely.. but I need to pee and he wouldn't let go, so I did the only thing I could think of.

Poke

Poke

Poke

"Mmm."

Poke

Poke

Poke

I reached my finger back to his cheek for like the seventh time but his eyes snapping open stopped me. "Poke me again babygirl, and I'll show you where fingers belong." He said followed by a smirk.

I didn't know what he meant but I knew for a fact it was dirty- so I did the first thing that came to mind. I squeaked and hid under the blankets hiding my red cheeks as he loosened his hold on me.

Because everyone knows.. when things get tough- you hide.

It's simple math really.

"I-I gotta- um potty." I stuttered out and quickly jumped out from under the covers and headed to the bathroom.

Once I was done with my business, I walked out of the bathroom and heard da-Ethan talking on the phone. I decided not to eavesdrop, and I headed to my clothes and picked out an outfit.

I grabbed the clothes and headed to the bathroom to change without giving E a free show. Not that if he paid I would just strip- unless his payment was in sour gummy worms.. Nope never mind that would be weird.

I slipped on a white lace bralette as well as a spaghetti strap white silk tank top. I put on the matching panties to the bralette, and put on a dark gray and white button up plaid skirt that reached just above my mid thigh.

I also slipped on my gray vans, and topped everything off by putting my hair in a wavy ponytail, with a gray bow.

I brushed my teeth, and put on lotion, twirling in the mirror examining my look today. Not too bad, this is actually one of my favorite outfits, so I'm happy.

I did poses in the mirror acting like a model. I take my mirror modeling career very seriously.

I walked out of the bathroom to see an angry looking Ethan running his fingers through his hair, while on the phone. I leaned on the bathroom door frame watching him stressfully pace back and forth by the window fidgeting with the curtains.

I made my way towards him and watched him sigh frustratingly and hang up the phone tossing his phone on the bed. He sat on the edge of the bed bouncing his leg up and down.