Hi so I'm sorry this chapter took so long but I had another imagine almost done and then decided I really hated it and started on this one😊 also I'm going to start trying to post more regularly so if you wanted to send in some request that would be pretty Gucci.....
"Y/N!" I hear my name being shouted from down the hallway. "Grayson!" I shout back in the same way. Grayson Dolan makes his way down the hallway with his small posse behind him that's consists of his brother, Ethan, and four or five other guys on the football team who's named I don't really care to learn. And if it wasn't for the fact of Grayson, Ethan and I knowing each other since diapers, I probably wouldn't have bothered to learn either of their name either. "What's up bestie?" Grayson slings his arm around my shoulder in a friendly manner as I dig through my back pack, hoping to miraculously find a pencil at the bottom of it. "Not much, about to be late to class, so, I'll see ya in health class." I grab a pencil, slam my locker and began to walk away slowly.
"Wait! You have chemistry right? So does Ethan. Why don't you guys walk together?" Grayson pushes Ethan, who's eyes had been on his phone since they walked over, closer to me. He looks up at me for a split second before quickly rolling his eyes and redirecting his attention back to his phone "nah I think I'll just s—"oh come on there's no reason not to" Grayson interrupts me then pushes Ethan even closer. We make eye contact and then mumble a quick ok before walking down the hallway side by side with enough space to fit another person in between us. I look down at my shoes, suddenly very nervous. But I was always like this around Ethan. Since the first grade, when I first learned what liking a boy was. Though back then it was more like a crush.
But it's been the same since first grade up until now. I would constantly show kindness to Ethan, asking if he needed help, smiling at him in the hallway. And him doing nothing in response except maybe mutter a thank you. Unless it was on the monthly occasion that our family's would go over to each other's house for Sunday dinner. In that case, I would get a slight smile and a quick side hug. It was never genuine of course. Afterwards, Grayson and I would go to the basement, with Ethan following and sit on a different couch as gray and I and not say anything. One time during 7th grade, I asked Grayson why he hated me so much. In response, Grayson's face froze and the words "he just thinks you're annoying." Flew out of his mouth. After that I never tried to be friends with Ethan or even talk to him. It got worse as we approached high school. Every, and I mean every girl in the grade started liking Ethan and Grayson around the 8th or 9th grade. Which kind of turned Ethan into, I guess you could say, a "player" if we're going by stereotypes. Grayson was kind of the same, only if Grayson did date a girl, it would be for at least a month, not anything like his twin brother, who got one date out of a girl and then deleted every trace of her from his life as if they never existed.
"Watch it." Ethan sharply whispers to me when I accidentally bumped our shoulders together. "Sorry." I mumble as I distance myself from him again and look up to see how far we are from the chemistry lab. Looking up right at that second was not a good idea. It was as if karma was getting back at me for something truly, truly evil I've done in the past. Standing right in front of me, was Ashton Martin, aka, the asshole who had been asking me out almost every weekend since I was 14 and got my braces off. "Hey" He drags out the y as he approaches me with his arms up as if I'm going to run into them, like he's been waiting for me to do. "There's the girl I was looking for."
Ethan suddenly moves much closer to me and I notice his jaw clench. He's probably just annoyed by this. I mean, I would be too. "How about we go see a movie tonight, yea?" I take one step back as Ashton takes another step forward. "She's busy tonight, actually." Ethan says taking my hand and pulls me past Ashton, bumping shoulder with him. "Woah, woah, woah. What plans? With who?" Ashton stops us from walking. But Ethan doesn't let go of my hand. I roll my eyes and let out an annoyed sigh. "Why is it any of your busines -" Me, she has plans with me. Her boyfriend." Ethan let's go of my hand and takes a few steps forward until he's right in front of Ashton's face. "And if you try talking to my girl again I swear you'll regret it." Ethan looks Ashton in the eyes with a death glare and his teeth gritted. I stand there in shock, at how Ethan had stood up for me so quickly, and also how quickly Ashton was backing down.
Ashton raises his arms up submissively. "Alright man, I get it." He says backing away from Ethan. Ethan watched him walk away until he is out of sight while I just stare at the back of Ethan's head, wondering where this burst of protectiveness came from. "Come on, were going to be late." Ethan pulls my hand as the two minute bell rings. "I'm not moving until you explain what that was." Ethan throws his head back and sighs. "Look, I'm not going to get a detention for being late because of you." He points a finger at me, but I don't budge. Something went off inside of me, and I was suddenly determined to figure out this kids sudden mood swings. "Ethan we're 5 steps away from the classroom. You're not going to be late." I cross my arms and stay where I'm standing. Ethan turns toward me and bites his lips, as if he's trying to keeps words from flying out of his mouth. "Look, I don't want to talk about this especially with someone who I don't consider my friend." His words hurt, but I didn't care right now. Ethan starts walking into the classroom again, but I grab his arm before he does, and pull him closer to me. My confidence suddenly turned into anger, and now, I was determined to find out why Ethan Dolan hated me so much. I feel Ethan's muscles tense as he turns to face me. "Why do you hate me so much? Actually, the better question is, why do you hate me, and then defend me like we're friends?! Why are you so confusing I can't kee-" Ethan cuts me off by placing his hand on the small of my back and then pulling me towards him. Smashing my lips onto his. The kiss was more gentle then I thought it would be. My hand, that's still around his arm, moves to his cheek, and I feel his whole body relax under my touch.
The one minute bell rings making Ethan and I pull apart. I look down, trying to catch my breathe, I can feel my cheeks heating up. Ethan grabs my chin with his other hand and raises my head to look at him. "I could never hate you. Believe me, I tried. But I can't get you out of my head. I haven't been able to since the 1st grade." Ethan let's go of my body, making me stumble slightly. He walks into the classroom, and to the very corner, which is opposite of me. We both sit down in our seats just as the final bell rings. Mr. Ridley starts passing out papers as he talks, but I couldn't pay attention. My thoughts were on the boy who I thought hated me. The boy who just took my very first kiss.
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Cringe ending I'm sorry. Like really cringe But part 2 maybe?!?!?!?!!' Let me know! Ok but like I'm at that point in the school year where I'm just very desperate for it to be summer and I'm going to start crying if it snows again. But ugh, anyway, thank you for reading and leave a comment and vote. 😊 ~C🌺
