Imagine This || Dolan Twins

Anna Imagine

dedicated to @wookie_kind this kind of imagine is a really popular one... I LOVE IT. ❤️❤️

Anna's POV
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"Lea, when we set up you wanna go get some ice cream?" I asked my best friend as we dropped our things in the sand.

"Nah. Let's build a sandcastle first, then go get ice cream," she said as she grabbed the other end of the blanket I was holding.

We spread out the blanket and put our backpacks down in the edges so it wouldn't fly away. I grabbed my bag and pulled out a small black bucket and shovel for our sandcastle.

These weren't your average bucket and shovel, this was the good shit. They only make so many in black and with the best hard plastic material for a not-so-easy breakage guaranteed. Oh yeah. Be jealous dude.

After about ten minutes of the two of us digging a hole, which will turn into a moat, we stood up and looked around. "So who's gonna get the water?" I asked, my hand at my hip as I readjusted my sunglasses.

"One two three-"

"NOT IT!" We said at the same time.

"One two three-"

"NOT IT!" We yelled at the same time again.

"Alright, how 'bout you go get some water, and I'll go get some ice cream." I suggested.

Lea rolled her eyes. "You and your damn ice cream Anna," she laughed.

"Okay, pistachio right?" I asked as I grabbed my wallet out of my bag, setting it into the waistband of my swim shorts.

"You know it."

"And if they're all out?"

"Chocolate chip cookie dough."

"Okay, and if worst comes to worst, you can't go wrong with plain vanilla." I started walking towards the queue.

"Alright. AND DON'T FORGET MY NUTS!" Lea yelled as I got farther and farther away.

The sun was beading down against my forehead, making me grateful that someone decided to make the deliciousness known as ice cream.

The ice cream bar had seats surrounding it, just like a real bar. Most of the seats were filled, considering it was one of the hottest days of the summer. I took a seat next to a small group of guys who were no doubt fuckboys.

"Hi, what can I get you guys?" The man behind the bar asked the group of guys sitting next to me.

I took off my sunglasses and put them on top of my head. I scanned the built in menu on the laminated countertop, waiting for my turn to order so I could get away from these loud, obnoxious ass guys.

"How about.. two double fudge brownie cups, a piña colada on the rocks.." I felt his gaze on me.

"and whatever the lady wants. Just keep my tab open."

"Oh, no, that's alright." I looked over at the dirty blonde, beach bodied boy. He was built from head to toe, a white smile definitely brighter than my future.

"I insist," he leaned over a little bit, "it's my dad's credit card." He whispered, chuckling.

I looked up at the man, who was waiting to take my order.