Remember?//Ethan Dolan

6

We make our ways to an upstairs bedroom and I turn the knob to see if it's locked. To my luck it's not locked and no one was in the room.

"Tell what's going on?"

"I'm thinking about quitting football."

"Why? You'll lose your scholarship!"

"I don't give a fuck anymore. I want one thing and one thing only."

"And what's that E?"

He looks to the ground and he fumbles with his fingers.

"You." He says looking me in my eyes.

"Why me?" I ask knowing he needs to think this through.

"Because your you. Everyone else at this fucking school is fake."

"Ethan..."

He stops me by pushing me on the bed.

"What are you doing?"

"Can I show you please? One time and if you don't like it I'll stop."

"Stop what E?"

"I want to fuck you till you scream so loud that downstairs can hear you over the music."

"Ethan... I...." He cuts me off by kissing me.

He pulls away from me and realize what he did.

"I'm sorry."

I seat there and I couldn't say anything.

"Do you remember the first time we kissed."

I shook my head knowing it was playing spin the bottle. He grabs my hand.

"Can I please show you."

"No Ethan. No!"

At this point I'm standing up and I'm screaming.

"Get the fuck back here." He grabs my waist slinging me on the bed. I hear the door lock and a very drunk Ethan standing over me.