Imagine This || Dolan Twins

Lauren Imagine

dedicated to @DolansBabes 💙💙 SORRY FOR THE WAIT BOO 😚😚😁💞
PSA: Yall want me to do a part two of that Nicole Imagine so I'll probably start working on it when I finish these next two imagines ❤️❤️

Lauren's POV
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"Big booty E, we haven't been to the beach in forever," I whined, pulling on Ethan's arm as he sat on the couch. "C'mon, I wanna go before summer's over."

"But I'm tired," Ethan groaned, closing his eyes.

"I don't care. You can be a walking sour cream stick with balls if you want. I wanna get my tan on."

"We can go tomorrow. I'm just trying to take my daily nap."

I leg go of his arm, putting my hands on my hips in frustration. I sighed, 'giving up'.

"Fine."

Ethan's eyes shot open just as I started walking away.

"So you don't wanna go to the beach then?"

"Nope. I'll just hit up Grayson and he can take me to the mall," I teased, knowing he would give in and take me to the beach instead.

"I wish my girl would. Get dressed, we're leaving in twenty minutes," he got up off the couch and kissed me. He dipped me, proceeding to bite my bottom lip.

"Ow!" I laughed, causing him to hiss at me and walk away.
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We pulled up to the beach in Ethan's cherry red Jeep, taking out the small cooler and towels from the back. Luckily there weren't many people today, considering it's mid August on a Wednesday and most of the annoying ass little kids have started school already.

I started walking towards the beach, leaving Ethan to grab our chairs.

"Lauren," he called for me. "Wait."

"What?" I called back, putting the sunglasses that were on my head over my eyes.

"Come here," he laughed, attempting to wave me over with his full hands.

I walked back over to him and he pursed his lips, asking for a kiss. Which I didn't hesitate giving to him.

"That one's because I love you."

He reached down and gave me another kiss.

"That one's for finally having good taste when in control of the aux cord."

He gave me one more kiss.

"And that one's so that everyone knows who you belong to." He winked.

"Damn, possessive much?" I joked.

"You wanna go fuck with him instead?" He pointed to an old man in a speedo who was currently lifting small weights next to his beautiful wife. (She old but she thicc, ja feel?)

"Damn Papi, what's in his protein shake?"

"Oh my god," he chuckled as he rolled his eyes, clicking a button and locking his jeep as we started walking towards the shore.

"What? That's Mister Steal Yo Girl right there."

"Whatever babe. If that's Mister Steal Yo Girl, what does that make me?"

"That makes you, the competition." I made Ethan chuckle.

"He may be a womanizer, but he ain't no Harambe."