Me and Ethan were doing a younow and it was going great. People loved me and Ethan together, they shipped us before we even started dating.
Who can twerk better?
Me and Ethan read the comment out loud, looking at each other we smirked.
"Me." We said at the same time.
"Actually its me, he doesn't know anything." I rolled my eyes.
"HA! Nooo, baby! I twerk better than you!" He argued.
We both started screaming and shouting at each other about who was the best twerker.
"Its me!" I shouted, as he shouted 'You can't twerk for life!'
"Ok! Ok! Fine, you twerk better!" I gave in, throwing my hands in the air.
"Yes, bitch!" He shouts, standing up on the bed.
"Calm down." I laugh.
Ethan sits back down next to me, wrapping an arm around his shoulder. He takes out his phone and I copy him,
"Hey, Y/n?" He asked.
"Hey, Y/n?" I mocked, earning a glare from him.
"Seriously?" He laughs.
"Seriously?" I laugh.
He nudges me in my arm and I nudge his arm, I guess it was too hard cause he fell off the bed. My mouth gaped open, and I covered it, my laughs muffled.
"Ow!" He shouts.
"Ow!." I giggle, as he sits back down next to me.
"You guys see how she treats me?" He points to me, shaking his head. "Very sympathetic." He mumbles.
I laugh, "Whats today?" I look at Ethan.
"Um," He shrugs. "Wednesday." He answers.
I nod, taking out my phone and going on Wattpad.
"Do you wanna read imagines and fanfics about you?" I wiggle my eyebrows.
"I don't know, they're all like dirty." He says. "What do you guys think? Should we?" He asked to the viewers.
They all said yes and I smiled, going to my library and looking through all the different imagines and fanfics. Finally, I decided on an imagine.
"Ok, imagine; Ethan and you are going out on a first date, you decided on wearing a black dress that fit your body perfectly with some pumps. You put on light makeup and once you were done getting ready, the doorbell rang."
"Hey. Said Ethan. Hi. You said back. You look beautiful. Ethan said, looking you up and down." I read the imagine and the plot twist was it was a dirty imagine.
"My eyes hurt from that imagine." I blinked a couple times.
"My dick hurts cause that imagine." Ethan replied, holding in his laughs.
My eyes went big and I look at him.
"Idiot!" I slap his arm as he laughs
"I love you." He laughs.
"I love you too." I smile.
"Twerking time!" Ethan exclaims, and stands up, twerking on me.
All I could do is laugh at how silly my boyfriend was, and how much I loved him.
You guys are so cute!
GOALS!
Aww
Me and my future boyfriend
I smile at the cute comments, Ethan stops twerking on me and sits back down.
"Um, guys I want you all to know, I love Y/n, and I'm glad you all accept that. She's so beautiful, caring, funny, smart, just amazing, hot, did I mention hot? Well, she's hot. I love her." Ethan says, and pecks my cheek. "Oh and she's hot." He adds
I chuckle, "And guys, I love Ethan. He's handsome, funny, stupid, loving, and cuddly. Did I mention stupid? Well, he's stupid." I grin, and peck his cheek. "Oh and he's stupid." I smirk.
Y/n, you are my mom.
"Oh my god, Ethan I'm a mom!" I exclaim.
He smiles at me, "You're adorable."
"I know." I flip my hair.
A/N: Eh, its aight. Thanks for 52K
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FanfictionJust a reminder/heads up; I was thirteen when I wrote these and my grammar was shit. I apologize dearly for everything wrong with these imagines. You may enjoy now, mwah. [REQUESTS ARE CLOSED]