Greaser ☾Ethan Dolan

Thirty ☾

The door to Ethan's room opened and in he walked slowly probably thinking I was asleep due to his light foot steps.

The light to his bathroom turned on shining some light into the bed room, and making it easy for me to see the whole room. I watched as he unbuttoned his white shirt with his dark knuckles, and pulled it off throwing it on the floor.

I then heard the water turn on aggressively and him groan tiredly.

I'm not a stalker or anything, at least I don't have binoculars.. I wasn't gonna tell you, but I might have closed my eyes when he took his shirt off. I mean he's practically naked!

Nay-Kid equals No no for my eye balls.

I pulled the warm comforter off my legs and stood to my feet beside the bed, contemplating weather or not I should talk to him. I don't know if he's still in grumpy punchy mode or not. I opened my eyes and decided to be a big girl.

I slowly walked to the bathroom leaning against the doorway and then bam! I banged my toe on the door frame. I squeaked from pain, which definitely caught his attention.

My friggin Piggy just wanted to grow up and build a house (out of bricks- She ain't no dummy) and hide from the big bad wolf, but nooooo that stupid door frame is all clingy and in her business... ... I'm sorry door frame- I'm-I'm sure your doing your best..

A deep chuckle broke me out of my trance and I realized that I was now on the floor, pouting like the five year old I am, and holding my toe. I looked up sending him my best glare until he picked me up flipping me over his shoulder.

Um excuse me.. I'm not a sack of po-tay-toes!

He held me with one arm by my waist as I dangled there waiting for him to put me down. Before I could protest he set me on the sink counter, and grabbed my foot making me squeal. He looked up raising a brow making him look like a scary spy.

"I'm ticklish." I whispered looking down not wanting to see his face that would definitely make me more embarrassed then I already was. He reached down under the sink grabbing out a first aid kit, even though his knuckles are way worse then my toe.

He spun me around so my foot was on the table and poured some clear liquid on a cotton ball. "Ethan I'm fine, y-your knuckles are worse." I said quietly moving my foot away.

He sighed pulled me back to my previous position and gently held my foot with the injured toe in his hand, being careful not to touch the bottom of my foot. He rubbed my ankle with his thumb and concentrated closely as if he was doing a surgery.

"I'm fine princess, I'm a man." He said as he brought the cotton ball to my toe. I gasped and moved my foot away hopping off the counter, playing off the burn that shot up my toe. I crossed my arms looking up at him. So what if he's a man?

I noticed he was much taller then me so that made me pout more. If I'm gonna show him that I'm a big girl, he can't be looking down on me. I sighed. "Put me back up please." I whispered through pouty lips as he chuckled and picked me up by my waist. I stood on the counter making me taller then him. He just stood there smirking at me. Smirking.

"Well I-I am a woo-man." I said with a smile. He raised one of his eyebrows again silently telling me 'yeah right.'  He smiled and wrapped his arms around my waist putting his chin on my stomach looking up at me. "You're adorable."

"No. No, no, no. I'm a scary, strong, independent wooo-man." I said with a smile. He tried to cover up his smirk but he didn't very well since I saw it. He nodded agreeing with me and walked away. My eyes widened watching him walk back into his room laying on his bed.