Ethan Dolan Imagines

bad boy iii ❁

if you missed the last update, i have a grayson dolan imagine book out. wooo hooo. and i also have a 13 reasons why imagine book too! i also have regular books too, not just imagine books if you guys wanna go check them out (:

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"if is isn't y/n y/l/n," ethan dolan says as he walks around from the end of the hallway. you were on a free period and decided to go study for your history exam that you had. "what a pleasure."

"ethan," you nodded at him and grabbed your history book from your locker. "aren't you supposed to be in class?"

"i should," he laughs. "but i didn't feel like going," he shrugs and sends you a smile. "you wanna get out of here?"

you've had a crush on ethan ever since you first saw him. but would it be enough to skip school with him? you had a history exam to study for. but a day off wouldn't be bad, right?

your mind was spinning with endless possibilities until you placed your book back in your locker and grabbed ethan's hand. "let's get out here."

"hey! where are y'all supposed to be?" a teacher yells from the opposite hallway.

"run!" you yell at ethan and he takes off with you running behind him. the rush made you laugh as you exited the building and to his motorcycle. it was all black and it complemented his bad boy reputation.

"get on," he handed you a helmet and you out in on in a haste as you heard the same teacher running towards the both of you. you jumped on and wrapped your arms around his waist as he started the engine and drove off with a loud laugh.

"this is the worst thing i've ever done in my life," you yell over the wind.

"but it feels good, right?"

"it's amazing!" you laugh and rest your head on his back. he drives you to a warehouse when he cuts off the engine. you look around you and furrow your eyebrows. "what is this place?" you take off your helmet and place it back on the bike.

"come on," he grabs your hand into his as he guides you into the dark warehouse. he flips the light switch and a sign that reads 'dolan twin warehouse' comes into vision. "this was a place that me and my twin used to have together. it kinda went to waste after he died, but i come here everyday. i always feel him through the walls," he laughs. "that doesn't make any sense, sorry."

"it's okay," you whisper. "i understand."

he turns to you and stares into your eyes before he pulls you in close by the waist and crushes his lips onto yours. you immediately respond by wrapping your hands around his neck and your hands run though his hair.

he pulls back with a smile on his face as he rests his forehead on yours. "you have no idea how long i've been wanting to do that," he licks his lips.

"yeah, me too," you say breathlessly as you go back in for another kiss. he picks you up and pins you to the wall as he kisses down your neck and runs his fingers underneath your thighs. he places you on your feet without breaking the kiss and runs his fingertips down your thigh as you grip the hair at the nape of his neck.

"f.uck," you pull back first. "this is the happiest i've been in a while," he admits.

"i never thought bad boys could feel happiness," you tease.

"then i must be another type of bad boy, princess."