It was lunchtime. Chloe, May, and I had decided to eat our lunch on the bleachers so we could enjoy the hot mid-afternoon sun.

"So, I'm guessing Math didn't go as well as planned," Chloe winced as she took in my miserable demeanor.

"It literally couldn't have gone worse. He humiliated me in front of the entire class," I spat bitterly.

"Hey, at least, it got him to stop ignoring you," May piped in optimistically. Well, that was true, at least I got him to speak a few measly words to me.

That was something..

As I sat up straighter, my eye latched on to a group of people coming towards the field. I squinted my eyes to see better, and I saw it was a few people from the soccer team, and you guessed it- Ethan.

"Well, speak of the devil I guess," I sighed. He couldn't just let me enjoy the sun in peace and had to flaunt his hot body right in front of me just to remind me what I lost.

Lucas, who was also amongst them looked up and saw us. He gave us a little wave and blew a kiss at May.

"Ooo. What the fuck was that?" I said as I nudged May in excitement.

"Oh right. About that," May winced. "He might have maybe asked me to be his girlfriend, and I might have maybe said yes. Did I forget to mention that?" she rambled out nervously.

"What!" Chloe and I screamed at the same time.

"You bitch, why didn't you tell us," Chloe yelled.

"Well, I was getting around to it..." May mumbled in a quiet, guilt-ridden voice.

I gave her a dirty look, not at all impressed by her lack of sharing.

"When did he ask?" Chloe sang in excitement.

"Yesterday afternoon, he just came over to my house and just blurted it out," May explained with a cheesy smile on her face.

"Aww," Chloe and I squealed at the same time.

"We really need to stop doing that," I said as I looked over at Chloe in amusement.

We sat in silence for a few minutes and just watching the guys play. As much as I tried not to, my eyes always found themselves drawn back to Ethan so they could stare obsessively at his every move.

I needed to get out of here before I ran out to him and did something stupid...

"I'm thirsty, I think I'm gonna go refill my bottle," I sighed as I started to stand up.

May looked up at me, and her eyes sparkled in amusement. "Are you sure you're not thirsty for something or someone else?" May giggled.

Dang it, she was on to me.

"Shut up," I mumbled in embarrassment.

I skipped my way down the bleacher and started to cut across the school field. As I walked, one of the soccer guys called my name and started to jog over to me. I stopped and looked back at him in surprise. I've barely spoken a single word to this guy, so I had absolutely no idea why he wanted to talk to me.

He was a familiar face that I'd seen a few times around the corridor. I used to think he was kind of attractive with his blonde hair and cute boy next door type look, but, now that had all changed, and all I could think about was how much he paled in comparison to Ethan.

He slowed down to a halt in front of me. "Hey, Mia, right?" the boy asked with a bright happy grin.

"Yeah..." I drawled hesitantly. I was incredibly surprised he knew my time considering we didn't share any classes.

He cleared his throat. "You're smart right? I was just wondering if you'd tutor me in Chemistry," he smiled.

Just as he said that a soccer ball flew of nowhere and hit him hard on the back of his head.

"Fuck," he cursed, as he rubbed his head.

I turned around to see where it had come from. My eyes immediately landed on to a rather irritated looking Ethan standing far away in the distance. He was staring daggers at the back of the guy's head, and from his stance, it was clear he was the one who had kicked the ball.

Ethan narrowed his eyes before jogging his way over to us. He picked up the ball before looking up at us.

"Dude, what the fuck? Did you kick that?" The guy asked in confusion.

Ethan shrugged, "Sorry, it was an accident," he said plain-faced, with absolutely no sincerity in his tone.

"That's weird, you always have excellent aim...," the guy drawled in suspicion.

Ethan didn't say anything in response, but the corners of his lips curved up into a small little smile.

All three of us just stood there in awkward silence, and nobody seemed to make a move to leave.

I let out an awkward cough. "Nice chat guys, but I think I'm going to get going," I said rather quickly, desperate to escape the weird tension that was building up in the air.

"Wait," the boy said as he reached out and grabbed my wrist.

As soon as he touched me, I swear I heard an irritated grunt sound come out of Ethan's mouth. I looked up at the boy expectantly, waiting for him to speak.

"So, Chemistry. Will you tutor me?" the guy asked eagerly.

I slowly nodded my head, not seeing a reason why I couldn't. "Yeah, sure, we can start today if you want. Is five o clock good?" I said with a shrug.

As I spoke, I felt Ethan staring at the side of my face with narrowed eyes.

If he was still mad at me, then why would he not just go away?

"Yeah, perfect," the guy replied happily as a massive grin spread out on his face. I gave him a funny look, wondering why he was so excited about tutoring.

How badly was this poor guy failing?

"Cool, I'll find you on Facebook and send you my address," I said over my shoulder as I made a turn to leave.

Then I stopped. I couldn't look him up as I didn't know his name.

I turned back to face him with a nervous laugh. "This is kind of embarrassing, but what's your name?" I asked shyly.

I felt like a complete jerk for not knowing. Ethan's face stretched out into an amused smirk as I said this, and he let out a rather loud snort of laughter, which he poorly tried to cover up with a cough.

The guys' smile face fell a bit. "It's Henry," he said as he forced a smile.

"Well, see you later Henry," I said with a kind smile before turning to leave.

As I walked away, I couldn't help but wonder why Ethan had lingered for so long in our conversation when it had nothing to do with him.

It either meant one of two things. One, he was just trying to annoy me for revenge, or two, he might not hate me as much as I thought...

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It was around 4:45 pm, and I was expecting Henry at my house in fifteen minutes for our study session. I had decided to take a quick shower before he came as I felt all sweaty and gross from staying out in the sun for so long.

I let out a heavy sigh as I relaxed under the warm sprays of the shower, loving the feeling of the droplets sliding down my back. I closed my eyes and let my mind wander.

Soon, I was imagining Ethan in the shower with me, wearing nothing but that sexy smirk of his. I imagined him kissing me with hunger as he pushed me roughly up against the shower wall. Then his hands would slowly slide up my naked thigh to....

I snapped my eyes open in shock.

Holy shit, I needed help.

I was fantasizing about him in the middle of my fucking shower like some kind of sex-crazed maniac. I quickly got out of the shower and wrapping my fluffy towel around my body and made my way back to my room.

Humming quietly to myself, I made my way to my chest of drawers. I rummaged through my underwear drawer with one hand while my other hand secured my towel. I started to loosen my towel and was nanoseconds from letting it drop, but I stopped when I heard a sharp intake of breath from behind me.

I jumped in surprise and quickly snapped my head around fast to see where the sound was coming from. I let out a blood-curdling scream as I took in the sight before me.

Ethan fucking Blythe was sat on my bed, leaned up against my headboard.

His mouth was slightly parted in shock, and his eyes were glued to my hand which was loosely securing my towel. I put a hand over my heart, to try and calm down my racing heartbeat.

Ethan had barely even reacted to my scream and was still staring at me like he was in a trance.

"What the actual fuck Ethan?" I screamed.

This seemed to break him out of his little daydream, and his eyes lifted to meet mine.

"I let myself in," he said plainly.

I scoffed as I realized he had done his typical breaking-and-entering trick. I didn't even hear him ring the doorbell once, so he clearly didn't give a shit about being polite.

"Wait a minute..." I mumbled as a realization washed over me. "Did you know I was in the shower?" I asked suspiciously.

He just nodded his head while his eyes still occasionally flickered down to my chest.

"And you still decided to wait in my room?" I asked in disbelief.

"Yup," he said bluntly.

"Okay....and when I came out only wearing my towel, didn't you think it would have been a good idea to, I don't know, let me know of your presence," I yelled hysterically.

My heart was racing as I thought of what could have happened if I hadn't heard him.

Ethan Blythe would have seen me naked!

He screwed up his face as though I was talking nonsense. "Why would I have done that? It's not my fault you didn't notice me," he argued.

"I don't know.... maybe because you want to be a half-decent person," I snapped.

He paused for a bit as though he was contemplating my point. "Nah, I'm good. I'll pass at being a decent person if it means I get to watch you drop your towel," he said bluntly with a small smirk on his face.

My face burned hot in embarrassment. It was clear that he was purposely trying to get a rise out of me to be spiteful.

"You're disgusting," I hissed as I hurriedly grabbed my clothes from my drawers and went back to the bathroom.

Once I was changed, I went back to my room. Ethan was off my bed now and was randomly walking around the room and snooping around.

He looked up as I came in and didn't even look slightly embarrassed at the fact that he had been caught.

"Why the hell are you even here, Ethan?" I asked softly. "I thought you hated me. You made that abundantly clear when you humiliated me in front of the entire math class," I muttered, as I crossed my arms.

Ethan stared at me emotionlessly for a few seconds before he rolled his eyes. "I don't hate you, Mia, I just don't like you," he said simply.

Ouch.

"And I'm here because I've also been struggling with Chemistry, and I could use some help too," he explained as he pricked his mouth up into a quick half-smile.

I scoffed. "You're such a liar. I know that got an A in your last chemistry test," I said with narrowed eyes.

He rolled his eyes. "Okay, fine, I might have also come here to fuck up your little date with your new boy toy. If I'm miserable, then you've got to be miserable with me," he snapped bitterly.

"My boy, what now?" I laughed. "Ethan, I asked him over to study, I hardly think anything scandalous is going to happen," I explained as I looked up at him in amusement.

He walked closer to me and stopped a couple of centimeters in front of me. "You're so naïve. You have no idea how guys work, do you? If you want to make a move on a smart girl such as yourself, you ask her to study," he explained condescendingly.

I was just about to snap back with some sarcastic comment when I was interrupted by the sound of the doorbell ringing.

"Looks like that's him. It's good you came, he might be able to teach you how to ring a fucking doorbell," I taunted.

"Now, if you'll excuse me," I smiled as I turned around.

I started to make my way downstairs, and I rolled my eyes as I heard the sound of his footsteps following behind me.

What the fuck was he problem? Was he jealous or something?

I immediately dismissed that idea, knowing I was being delusional. I had ruined any chance of us, the second I had opened my big fat mouth.

And, of course, it had to happen just as he was starting to develop feelings for me again...

I was just about to reach for the handle to the door when Ethan quickened his steps. He bumped me with his hip, so I went flying to the side and out the way of the door.

"What the hell?" I yelled in shock.

Ethan just winked at me before opening the door.

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