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He froze, eyes widened. I put my arms to my side, exhaling heavily. Stepping towards him, he put his half eaten slice in the box.
"I know what you can do." he said faintly.
Grabbing my hands, he kissed my head.
"You can trust me. I know you're confused and don't know what is going on but you need to trust me. I love you too and you know I do. I am here for you and I'm here to remind you that you deserve to be happy."
I smiled, closing my eyes. I wrapped my hands around his torso, leaning my head against his chest. He responded back to me, putting his arms around me.
"We should get back and eat. Then we can talk about everything you want to know."
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We arrived at the house, the sun slowly setting. My parents were home, I could see both cars parked as we drove down our street.
"Hey, can I go and pop in to see my parents? Just to show that I'm okay." I asked, making him stop outside my house.
"Sure, I'll wait here." pulling out his phone and checking it.
I climbed out and walked to the front door. Before I could open it myself, my mum opened it for me. She looked concerned.
"Finally! Where have you been, I've been worried sick?" she says, hugging me.
"I'm fine, I've been hanging out with Ethan, I have friends you know? You need to relax mum." I let out, annoyed.
She looked over my shoulder, staring at him in the car. I turned around and looked at him. He was on his phone still, oblivious at us staring at him.
"Well he's a looker isn't he? Looks like a keeper to me. Are you not going to date him?" My mum hinted, nudging me slightly.
God he did look good. The way he clenched his jaw while concentrating was such a turn on.
"I might like him... but that's not the point! I'm going back to his again so I just wanted to come back to tell you that I'm safe and well. Also I needed to get a few things from my room." I smiled and darted upstairs, leaving her at the front door.
As I rummaged through my room, I got a bag and stuffed it with a few spare things, clothes, underwear, a soft blanket and other uninteresting stuff. Swinging it over my shoulder, I ran back downstairs. The door was wide open still, but my mum wasn't to be seen. I walked out of the door and my eyes adjusted.
You have got to be fucking kidding me.
My mum was bending down to the window of the car, talking to Ethan. I walked briskly to the car, grabbing her by the arm and practically ripping her away.
"Oh mum! Haven't you got work to do or something?" I forced, hinting her to leave as soon as possible.
"Erm.. Yeah! I best be going." She smiled, taking it perfectly.
"Well nice to meet you Mrs Morris." Ethan said respectfully. He was such a charmer.
"Oh just call me Tracy." she dismissed, blushing.
I rolled my eyes, watching as Ethan smirked.
"There's no point of me getting back into the car, I'll just walk. I'll see you tomorrow mum." I kissed her on the cheek and waved, walking to the house. Ethan drove behind me slowly, beeping at me and shouting out the window "move your ass!". I jogged, reaching the front door and sticking my tongue out.
I waited for him to get out of the car with the pizzas and opened the front door. The house was dark, but I could hear faint moans coming from the living room. I turned to face Ethan and he rolled his eyes. I headed for the living room door, swinging it open to be greeted with Grayson on the couch with a brunette girl, kissing her on the neck.
Without even noticing, I lurched forward to stop them. Ethan grabbed my arm and swivelling me around. He shook his head, stopping me from doing anything stupid. He pulled me out of the room and before he could stop me, I used my other arm to slam the door shut.
"What was that?!" I heard the girl say, shocked.
He let go of me, moving to the stairs.
"Come on. Let's go eat upstairs." motioning me up.
I followed him, stomping heavily. Why was I so angry about it? He uses me. He uses me. He uses me! Just like how he uses all those girls. I should be feeling sorry for that girl, not angry at her. Reaching Ethan's bedroom, I slung my bag next to the bed and jumped on, lying on my back and staring at the ceiling. I could hear Ethan walk into the bathroom, filling up the bathtub. Was he really going to have a bath now?
I sat up and looked at him. He had taken off his shirt and was mid stretch, yawning. His hair was messy but I loved it. I hopped off the bed, and walked up the him, putting my hand through his hair and ruffling it. He smirked, tucking a strand of my hair behind my ear.
"Are you really going to have a bath now?" I asked, laughing.
"After we eat, yes." he replied, going back into the bedroom and grabbing a piece of pizza.
I followed him, sitting with my legs crossed on the bed and the box on my lap.
We ate in silence, the only noise was from the videos played from our phones.
"I know you're still not over Grayson but the best thing you can do is to ignore him and focus on being happy. He has always been like this. I warned you. He will do or say anything to convince you to stay with him. That's his game." Ethan said casually, still on his phone.
"I know, but for some reason I can't get him out of my mind." I sighed, taking a bite out of my pizza and lying back onto his lap.
He twiddled with my curls, wrapping them around his finger.
"The more you ignore him and push him away, the more your feelings will fade." he said.
"Okay. I will try my hardest." I promised, smiling up at him.
I sat up and closed my pizza box, finished. He grabbed it off of me and put them to side. He ran into the bathroom and turned off the water, the bath full.
"I didn't know you had baths?" questioning.
"Yeah, only when I'm sore. My back is absolutely killing." he stretched.
I lead back onto the bed and checked through my phone when the door swung open. Grayson was standing there, obviously angry.
"So who slammed the door before?" he said bluntly.
I was about to confess when Ethan interjected.
"It was me, my bad. I forget my strength sometimes." he chuckled.
Grayson stared at him, and back at me, not fully convinced.
"You don't have to cover for her. I know it was you Helena." he let out.
I stood up and faced him. "Yeah it was me and so what? Maybe you should think about where you do your 'deeds' around a house that you share with your brother. I was just trying to remind you" I smiled, putting my hands on my hip.
He laughed. "Okay I'll be more concerned next time. Anyway, where were you all day? I missed you." he pulled me up to him, whispering in my ear.
I shivered, I could feel Ethan's eyes all over me.
"Are you serious?!" I pushed him away, stepping backwards.
"You're a fucking joke. Do you have a memory of a fucking goldfish? You promised me that you wouldn't sleep around with people and guess what you do? Go and sleep around. You lost your chance. I'm done with you Grayson. I'm going to make it nice and simple so maybe this time you will actually catch up with something that I say. I'm with Ethan."
He was smirking through all I had said until he heard my last statement. His whole body froze, and his eyes darted to Ethan. "You're with him?" he let out, shocked.
I turned and walked up to Ethan, grabbing his hand. "I am. Because you know what? He knows how to fucking treat me right. All you care about is yourself and se-"
The brunette walks in, hair messy with just her underwear on.
"I know you told me to stay downstairs until you came back down but I heard arguing and I wanted to check up on you." she said softly.
"Don't worry, it's fine now. Grayson, why don't you go back to doing what you were doing? It's rude to leave company." I said sweetly, motioning him to leave.
He turned around, grabbing the girls hand and walking back downstairs without a single word.
I walked to the door and shut it. As I swivelled around, Ethan crashed his lips against mine. I softened against his touch, pulling him closer to me and wrapping my arms around his neck.
He pulled his lips off of mine, planting kisses from my jaw line to my neck. I put my head on an angle, letting out a small moan as he began sucking on one spot.
As I started to whimper, he stopped, letting go of me and running a hand through his hair.
I grumbled, pouting from the loss of contact. "Why did you stop?" I sulked.
"Because my bath is going to get cold and I'm really sore. But I just wanted to do that to say that I'm proud of what you did and I love you." he said, walking to the bathroom.
"Hey!" I called out, making him face me.
"How about I join you and make you feel better?" I smirked, biting my lip.
I really wanted to get his dirty side out, who knows how bad he could get.
He smirked, leaning against the doorframe.
"I think I like that idea."