ethan dolan imagines

werewolf//one

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requested lmao i don't know how i'm gonna do this imagine i never thought i would attempt to do it...but if something is requested i'll do it anyway...

ethan's POV (oh this is new)
oh...this girl, and she's so beautiful inside and out. she seems to really like me and i can tell by the way her plump lips would go in between her brilliantly white teeth and the countless cute shudders she'll get when she's around me, or her beautiful heated red cheeks when i give the littlest compliments.

i like her too, and we both know, and she wants us to be something and i want that too, but i can't. little does she she know there's something that no one knows, a secret kept between my family.

Your POV
"your partner and you will have to work on the assignment at a person's house..." the teacher says before i look at ethan, who's wide-eyed, showing his chocolate pupils. i smile, yet i'm concerned to why he doesn't look satisfied with this.

"what's wrong? we're partners," i say smiling so hard, thinking that i'll be with him. he runs his hand through his long locks of hair.

"i-it's fine, it's just that i'll have to leave before eight," he shudders. i raise an eyebrow.

"why?" i ask, but i feel bad for getting in his business.

"something," he mutters before the bell rang, where he sped away out of the class, also saying, "at your house."

"o-oh ok," i whisper to myself but still happy i'll hang out with him.

the rest of today was lame, but whenever i pass ethan in the hallways he seems to notice me with dark gloomy eyes. i don't know what's wrong.

end of the day i rested on my bed, typing on my phone begging ethan to get here on time to work on the project.

then i hear a knock on the door, so i stood up and walked to the door. i was partially freaking out since ethan hasn't replied to my text, which means this person could be someone else.

i open the door slowly to see ethan in a black sweatshirt, covering his face. i give a small smile to him, who kept his dark frown. i cough a little. "can y-you take the hoodie off you're head?" i ask even though i sound beyond annoying.

"oh yeah sorry, it's raining right now," he said lifting it off of his head to show his perfect hair. he fixes it a little before i welcomed him to my house, and he looks around, a little intimidated. "so i guess i'll show you to my room."

he follows me to my room, while i check the time, showing seven in the evening. why couldn't ethan arrive here earlier like he promised?

"sorry i had things with the family," he says breaking the silence. i let him in my too first and he keeps his jaw clenched. "it's fine," i mutter.

he looks around my room and scratches his facial hair, then he licks his lips. "n-nice room," he mumbles.

"thanks," i answer back playing with my fingers. we stay in silence for awhile, the type of silence you don't want to be a part of. where you really want to say something but you're not sure what to say. when you get so nervous it's nearly impossible to even move or breathe.

"let's get started," ethan's says opening his lap top, i must have been so lost while he pulled out his lap top out of his bag.

i opened mine and that's how the night went.