you say i love you

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Ethan asked you for a walk. You two have dated for about a year. You love him very much but couldn't say it to him until he feels the same.

Your POV

The leaves are falling as i meet up with ethan. He grabs your hand and walks with me down the cobblestone path.

"Ok, I'm glad you and I hang out almost everyday. I love that," Ethan said.

"Yeah. I'm excited to hang out with you tomorrow hopefully," i laugh.

He laughs along and then moved his hand to my waist.

"Hey, ever had that feeling that... you know?" He whispers.

"You mean like the screaming girls behind you are giving you anxiety?" i guess. He smiles and looks behind revealing about five girls with cameras.

He looks at you and whispers, "I need to meet them very quick. Is that ok?"

"Ok," you mumble. You've seen photos online of him kissing his fans on the cheeks. Even though it's just a small kiss it bothers you a lot.

He walks up to a girl crying because the Ethan Dolan is right in front of her. i stood in my place and watched Ethan take photos with a red faced girl. The girl then grabs his face and kisses both cheeks. i squint and make a face towards the girl.

Ethan tried to kiss her cheek but she moved to give him a literal kiss on the lips. It happened, in front of my eyes. He blushed in embarrassment. i saw his face and looked away from him.

i feel him smiled nervously, and i look back straight faced and he lip synced, "you ok?"

i don't answer back. i got jealous because i'm the only one that is allowed to kiss him, not anyone else. He's mine. Not trying to be possessive, but it sucks to see my boyfriend get a kiss on his lips in front of me.

"Hey y/n, sorry about that mishap," he says. You should be. You didn't defend us, i thought, is this really how it's gonna be.

i look at him, who's squinting from the sun. "Did you defend me. Did you say, 'I have a girlfriend'?" i ask furiously.

He looks back at me, confused. "She is not as important as you. It's ok. You're exaggerating."

"exaggerating? You still didn't defend us. How am I exaggerating when when you got a kiss from her and she doesn't realize it. I'm sorry but that just bothers me."

He huffs. "Ok. Listen y/n, it's ok that one mishap happens I'm sorry about that."

"Well, why didn't you even back away? It really sucked seeing you kissing her."

"I never kissed her, she did. I'm sorry, but it's one little accident. Why are you so furious about it?"

"I love you! God dammit!" i yell and put my hand on your forehead. He looks at me, shocked. "And I should be the only one to kiss you, ok?"

i bury my face in my sweater. The leaves stop falling, the clouds stopped moving, and the people stopped walking, as if time froze. All that is moving is me and Ethan. Ethan might think i'm very possessive, but it's not my fault that i only want him to love me. i just admitted my love towards him.

He walks to me, and i thought i was read to be yelled at for no reason. But he pulls my head to his and puts his lips to mine. He leaves his lips on mine, waiting for me to kiss back, and i accepted it and kissed back.

Both of our lips move in sync. His lips weren't rough and rushed. It was gentle and slow.

"I love you too," he whispers. "And I would never do anything to make you feel not important. I promise. And this kiss is more real than the girl's."

He giggles and i laugh. "I love you" Feels like a foreign language for both of us, but it feels right.

i kiss back and time ticked by ever so slowly. i wrap my arm around his neck and he gently holds my waist. The fans were watching and taking photos, but we didn't care. i knew he loved me, and that he would never betray me. i understood him. Sure he has a weird and unusual life, but he tried hard to make me and him a normal couple.

i detach from the perfect kiss and he kept his arm around my back tight. i put one of my hands in his hair.

"You are so beautiful, I love you so freakin much." Ethan says. i giggle and nestle my head in his shoulder. He stood in his place with his arms around my back, still tight.

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