Imagine This || Dolan Twins

Your First Fight (Ethan) Pt. 1

Your POV

Ethan and I are best friends. We've been since eighth grade. He's the only guy friend I have. I have a few friends who are girls, but we're definitely not as close as Ethan and I are.

I don't know about him, but I really don't wanna be friends anymore. I'm sick of hiding my feelings for him. I've been trying to keep my mind off him ever since I started liking him last year.

I've been trying to talk to other guys and get to know them better, but it never works out. Ethan always makes me change my mind by telling me they're not worth my time. He tells me their just fuckboys.

And I listen to him. Because I trust his judgement. Because he's the one I really want.

Once again, Ethan's late for school. He's missed first and second period twice this week. He won't tell me why and it's really starting to piss me off.

Whatever it is, he can tell me. We always tell each other everything. I just don't know if he can trust me as much as I'll always trust him.

I walked to second period by myself. Before I made it into the room, I dropped my books.

Just then the bell rang for second period. I got down on my knees to pick them up, people rushing past me with no regard for a freshman who just dropped her books.

Someone stopped in front of me as I struggled to pick up my heavy geometry book.

"I'll get it." He said, a British accent clearly audible.

He grabbed my book from the floor, taking the other papers from my hands and straightening them out.

"Here you go." He said, handing me my things.

"Thanks, ummm..."

"Ronnie." He said.

"Allow me to help you to your class." He said. "Where are you going?" He said.

"Right here. Geometry with Mr. Pearson." I smiled.

"Swell. As am I." He said, taking my geometry book and holding the door open for me.

"Thank you." I said.

I sat down in my seat and Ronnie came in behind me. He set my book down and looked around.

Usually Ethan would sit next to me, but because he's not here, I thought why not?

"You can sit here." I smiled, motioning to the desk on my right.

"Thanks love." He said, taking off his bookbag and sitting down.

We waited for the teacher to show up, which he hadn't yet.

Just then, a substitute walked in the room.

"Sorry I'm late guys. Just had to do some teacher business with the principal." He said, writing his name on the chalkboard.

He was a bit older. He had alot of gray hairs, but yet he seemed so cool for some reason.

"Alright, so, I'm Mr. Young. I'm your sub for the day. Let me just get a few things clear. There will be no talking, no gum chewing, no passing notes, no making out." He started listing his rules, then all of a sudden, he let out a huge burst of laughter.

He write a word on the chalkboard.

He cupped his left right hand to the side of his mouth and yelled 'yEET!'.

"Nah. I'm just playing. You do you and I'll do me. Just keep it down. I don't want the principal walking in on you guys having sex or anything like that."