It was last year, on New Year's Eve when Grayson had told Emma that Ethan's liked her. He had whispered it in her ear. Not believing him, she asked Ethan herself. He had gotten all red on the face and blushed, obviously nervous. The other people in the room were counting down from ten, nine, eight, seven, six, five, four... It had taken Emma only a split second to realize what she needed to do. When the clock struck twelve, she had pulled him close and kissed him. He kissed back, putting his hands on Emma's hips and she putting her hands above his neck. It was the best kiss Emma had ever had, and she knew she couldn't just leave it on an awkward note, so before leaving to go talk to someone else, she had whispered that she liked him too before running off in her 2015 sunglasses.

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Dolan Twin Imagines
Teen FictionI write things about two boys that happen to be cute, identical twins.