It was Saturday, the day right after all the chaos was created. The day which was supposed to be the most peaceful day of the week and the day which I had not been looking forward to. Not that I did not want to spend time with Ethan or anything, actually I was really excited to spend the day with him, but when he brought the idea of going to roller skates, that was when all the hell broke lose.

I don't know how to roller skate to save my life!

"Ethan, I think I have got a fever." I told him, as he rummaged through my clothes to find his chocolate which Stella threw inside before making a run for her life. I had already told him to stop searching for it because my wardrobe was a mess and when I say mess, I mean tornado - has- occurred- inside mess.

But I always manage to find my things though!

"Is this your subtle way of getting out of today's plan?" He asked, not looking up, as he shuffled through some clothes.

"Yes."

"Good, because I have already planned to drag you out even if you had fever for real."

"You're evil." I muttered, but loud enough for him to hear.

"Ahaan!" He exclaimed, happily as he finally found his chocolate and started munching it happily after unwrapping it.

"Ethan, be serious!"

"How can I when Gary Oldman is already there?"

"Ethan, stop with your horrible jokes and listen to me." I said as I made him look at me by grabbing his chin, "I. Don't. Want. To. Roller skate."

"Wonderful, now get ready."

"Did you not hear a word I said?"

"Oh and get ready quick. We are leaving in an hour."

"Ethan!" I tried getting his attention for the umpteenth time now, but he was hell bent on not listening to me.

"Also, I'll tell your mom to not make dinner for us. We will just have something outside." With that said, he was out of the room and I screamed loudly through the pillow.

Why did I have the most stubborn friends in the world!

I groaned loudly before angrily picking up an outfit which just happened to be a red tshirt with a cute white heart and some faded denim jeans. I angrily threw the pillow at the wall and groaned again.

I don't want to go!

I yelled internally and before I had the time to scream again, the door of my room flew open and entered the one and only, Noah.

"Where—"

"I swear if you will ask that I was doing something which we both know I am not going to do for the next two lives, then I will punch you so hard in the head that you will forget your gender!"

"Strange, considering how you can not even reach my head." He spoke, amused and I could literally see him biting the inside of his cheeks to stop laughing.

I lunged after him to knock some sense into his head, but stupid fast runner, ran away. Oh, how relieved I would have felt after hitting him!

Happy thoughts.

With a huge sigh, I grabbed the clothes and walked inside the shower. The quickly I got everything done, the better. Atleast I would get to eat dinner outside, oh and I would make sure that he pays for the both of us.

An hour and twenty two minutes later, I was standing outside the place that screamed pain. My insides were a nervous mess and I gulped loudly looking at one of the kids who was crying because he fell while roller skating and I could literally see myself in him.

"Ethan, if I fall—"

"Then I will catch you." He said, shrugging his shoulders.

"No! If I fell, you will give me a good body massage because I am sure as hell not going to school limping just because you want to see me in pain." I said, poking his chest with my index finger and he laughed it off, before dragging me inside.

Oh, fudge it! Let's just get it over with.

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"My butt!" I yelled for the sixth time now and I was pretty sure I saw the girl few feets away from us laughing at my misery. I gave her the look and tried to stand up, but the key word here being, tried.

"You, pig! Help me stand."

"I didn't know you suck so bad, babe."

"I told you! I freaking told you to not bring me here, but did you listen to me? No, you just had to bring me here and let everyone have a good laugh out of me. If I wouldn't be in so much pain and badly embarassed, then I would have poked your eyes." He looked at me in amusement and helped me take off the roller skates. I sighed looking at my roller skates free toes and glared at him.

My butt was hurting so bad, I did not think I could actually walk.

"Ouch!" I groaned in pain, as I took the first step and before I could take the second step, I was pulled into air, as Ethan carried me bridal style towards the exit.

"What are you doing?" I asked.

"It's my fault your ass hurts, so it's my job to ease your pain." He replied.

"I still want my massage."

"Duh, I won't leave any moment to touch you." He said, with a wink and I punched him, laughing though.

We ate dinner in some Chinese restaurant and around ten, we were safely inside the warmth of my blanket. Spending time with him felt amazing and I still remembered that he had to give me a massage. I turned towards him and gave him a huge grin, "Time for some massage!"

No, I was not going to let him touch my butt, just a good relaxing feet or head massage would suffice.

I clapped my hands excitedly, as I slept face first. He groaned playfully and laughed at my excitement.

"I think I should be the one excited here. I get to touch you." He said, looking playfully at me and laughed at my horrendous expressions.

"All you get to do is touch my feet or max, my legs."

"Still."

"Whatever, just do it."

Just as I was about to smile in pleasure, the doorbell rang and my mood dampened just like that. My parents were out on a date and my brother was God knew where, so with a huge sigh I stood up and walked downstairs to open the door and give a piece of my mind to them.

"I'll join you." Ethan spoke and I looked at him with a straight face.

"I am only going to open the door Ethan, not to a party." He shrugged his shoulders and walked beside me, nonetheless.

"I wonder who might it be." I wondered loudly and opened the door only to find someone with black hair and blue eyes, staring straight at me.

"Hey." He spoke, making me look at him confusedly. He was not supposed to be here. Ethan had already told him that we were going to spend he day together, then what was he doing here so late at night?

"Hi?" It came out more as a question.

"Are you busy?" He asked and I shook my head in denial at the same time, Ethan spoke,

"Yes, actually. I was giving her a full body massage."

Oh, Ethan.