Running round my thoughts

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| Ethan's POV |

I wake up panting, feeling extremely turned on. All night I'd been thinking about Emma in that fucking cheerleading skirt and it was driving me insane. Not to mention the fact that she and Gray had spoken and we hadn't.

I don't know why I expected anything else, we hate each other.

I try to suppress my thoughts and decide to take a long shower but as soon as the water hits my aching muscles all I want is her to be in here with me now. I want to pin her up against this wall as the water soaks us both and i want to make her scream my name.

I watch as my phone lights up on the counter and although my body is still drenched from the water I lunge across the bathroom to stare in disbelief at my messages

Chambie}
In case your bitchass forgot, we have parenting duties

{me
Mhm how could I ever forget

Chambie}
I've got a free house.

Chambie}
But bring coffee otherwise I'm not letting you in

{me
1 Iced Almond Milk Latte coming up, anything else u wanna order, you basic bimbo

Chambie}
Another health partner pls xo

{me
Nobody else would bring you coffee, sis, you'd be bored AND dehydrated

Chambie}
Gray would give me coffee

Chambie}
In fact he'd give me a lot of things😊

{me
Bitch please

Chambie}
He's smarter, faster, stronger

Chambie}
•••

Chambie}
Bigger ;)

{me
I'll be round in 5 minutes princess.

I don't know how she got me so riled up but just the thought of her with Grayson made me so fucking angry and I have no idea why.

She was all mine and only I was allowed to bully her, only I was allowed to argue with her, only I was allowed to kiss her and make her moan, only I was allowed to fuck her. ONLY ME.

"GRAY IM GOING OUT" I shout back into the house before jumping into my car and pressing down the gas pedal.

When I get her coffee I place it on the passenger seat and practically speed towards her house.

I don't know why I'm so eager to see her.

I take a deep breath as I sit on her drive staring up at her house. Last time I was here it was one of the worst experiences in my whole damn life.

I knock on the door and she opens it up in a pair of grey shorts and a black crop top. She looks good and her beautiful long hair cascades over her shoulders instead of being pulled back in a scrunchie which is different

"One Iced Almond Milk Latte" I say in a waiters voice and she gratefully takes it and opens the door wider for me to step inside.

Our baby is propped up on the sofa facing the tv which was playing some old school Mickey Mouse cartoon on it

I pull out my vlogging camera and turn it on allowing me to film myself

"So here I am in the infamous Chamberlain household, here to bond with our depressed and angsty unnamed baby" I begin to pace round the front room as I talk "Emma has not yet called me an insult and our limited amount of time together has shown me that she indeed is as immature as I thought as Disney cartoons are literally cued on her tv"

"Shut up, loudmouth" she calls back from the kitchen where she sounds like she's making a mess. I shut off the camera and proceed towards the loud clatters.

Emma is kneeled upon her kitchen worktop trying to reach a bowl on the top shelf. She topples left and then right and just before she's about to fly off backwards I rush to help her.

I wrap both my arms strong around her waist and she falls backwards into my chest where a pan literally lands upon her head

"Ow" she giggles not being able to see because the pan is covering her eyes. I slowly take it off her head and reach up to get the bowl she originally wanted, passing it to her smugly "stop bullying me" she laughs trying to be serious and I can't help but laugh too

I mean come on, she literally had a pan on her head.

"No promises" I smirk and her cheeks turn a deep red as she blushes. It's weird because she's never blushed in front of me

"I could've reached it" she whines and I roll my eyes "keep rolling your eyes and maybe you'll find something back there" she shoots back and I gasp

"What was that" I tease back grabbing hold of her small body and carrying her towards the kitchen sink. I turn the water on and she screams for me to stop but she can't stop laughing.

I tease her as I hover her head centimetres from the running water when all of a sudden she cups her hands under the water and throws it towards me soaking my tshirt. I do the same back and soon enough we're absolutely drenched

"Argh no" she squeals running through the house to get away from me as fast as she could "ahhhhh I hate you" she screeches taking a sharp left into what looks like a bathroom. The door slams behind her

"Let me innnnn" I sing banging on the door and sure enough it slowly opens to slightly reveal her eyes through the gap. I take this as my chance to barge open the door and she stumbles back but catches herself on the sink.

She's taken off her crop top and now she's left in her small shorts and bra, she looks hot and it leaves me breathless

"Ethan-" she starts but I take a step forward, pressing my full body against hers

"Kiss me." I order and it takes both me and her by surprise

"I-in your dreams" she stutters but it's different to when the other girls do it

"Oh, we do a lot more than kiss in my dreams"

She doesn't know what to say back and truthfully I don't know what to say either, it's like everything that came out my mouth was unfiltered and unthought about

"What're you-"

"I want you."

"There's thousands of other girls that want you, Dolan, go get them" she replies breathing heavily and oh my FUCKING GOD I want to fuck her.

"I. Want. You" I repeat deeper and more precisely, grabbing under her thighs and picking her up to sit her on the sink. I bring my lips to her neck again and she gasps. I trail my kisses up to her ear where I whisper, "tell me if you want me to stop and I will"

I begin to rub through her shorts and she trembles under the pressure

"Etha-" she trails off in moans

"I can stop" I shoot pulling my hand away from her leaving her and me craving more of our contact

"No, no" she pants with a sexual lip bite that sends me insane "don't stop" she moans and I return my hand back to her shorts "I want you too"

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