ethan dolan imagines

medicine//one

still freaking out over the yellow sweatshirt^^^^

Your POV
"im sorry y/n, i might be able to get home in a month instead of two weeks"

i jolted out of my seat, maybe not the best idea since i'm in a coffee shop. "babe no way, i'm-why?!!!"

"i'm so mad too!"

i stare at my phone screen, unable to speak, just looking at the man i truly love. "my god...i'm so sad-i'm freaking out!" i half whisper to the screen.

my phone might die, but i'm still skyping him. "babe i'll be home and i'll give you a big kiss soon but it'll be in a while"

"but wait how were your parents...well i mean the family?" i say hearing the coffee shop door open revealing ethan. i look at him as he walks towards me.

"babe they want to meet you so bad!" he spoke. i see ethan pull up a chair to my table and sat across from me hearing the whole conversation i'm having with my boyfriend. "i told every to them about you!"

"i'm excited to meet them!" i say clapping my hands with excitement. ethan looks at me with a weird expression, watching my weird jolts of happiness.

"they'll love you i promise," he says. my phone will die soon. oh lord i wish i could talk to him longer. but i also had ethan waiting for me, who's just staring at his coffee mug admiring i don't know what.

"my phone is gonna die. i love you," i speak.

"who are you with right now?"

"just ethan, we had to study for something," i said giving ethan my warmest smile. i kinda lied to my boyfriend though. we were gonna go to my apartment to binge watch tv shows, but he wouldn't approve the fact that i had a guy over.

"oh okay, love you," he spoke over the phone.

i end the call.

"i thought we were gonna binge watch tv."

"he wouldn't approve that i had a guy over, it's weird," i repeat my thoughts out loud.

ethan laughs. "i would be the same thing towards my girlfriend honestly. i don't know i would be overprotective."

i couldn't help but smile. "i guess it's okay to be that way."

"i would protect my everything."

"maybe we should just go to sleep," ethan questions since feeling the strands of my hair tangled with his fingers. "we've had our tv show marathon for hours, and we emptied three bags of potato chips."

"mmm no i'm too comfortable," i mumble. i was laying on the couch with my head on his lap.

"i'll carry you," he bribes stopping his fingers from combing through my hair.

"but you stay," i beg. "sleepover."

"but we did this yesterday, and the day after that, and the next day after that, almost everyday..."he whines but i already knew he'll stay.

"please eth," i say tilting my head up to give him a pouty face. i knew i'll get my way.

"okay, last time," he says picking me up bridal style. i giggle from how cheesy this was. he's a lot stronger than my boyfriend, ethan can carry me upstairs easily, no struggles, seems happy with that.

ethans unlike any friend i ever had.

he's mostly my only friend at times. the only shoulder i cry on at times. the only one giving me jokes to laugh at at times. the only one giving me positivity in my life at times.

the only one i love at times.

ethan kicks the door open to my bedroom and chuckles. i wait for him to let me stand on my feet but he carries me closer to my bed, and i realize what he's about to do. "no ethan! agh-don't drop me!"

i laugh pulling on his shirt as he was preparing to throw me on the bed. "ethan ahhhh!!!! i'm so scared!"

he drops me, and i land on the bed with a loud thud, my breath caught fora second but a was returned with a loud laugh. "ethan! i told you not to!"

"couldn't help it!" he said with a smirk. he says climbing on the bed laying next to me. "i'm so used to this i feel likes it's my own bed."

i cough.

"was that weird to say?" he says then chuckles to settle the mood out.

"it was you weirdo," i say switching the lights off. "now let's sleep you fool."

"i'm cool with that," he says gathering my body in his arms. i rest my head on his chest where his heart makes small and slow beats. i close my eyes, but realize i forgot to say something. "my boyfriend is not coming home in two weeks."

his heart picked up pace. "really?"

"he's coming in a month," i spoke pulling ethan closer.

"oh i'm sorry...lucky me-i'm single as a pringle," he speaks rubbing my back. i feel ethans sweatshirt. he's been single as a pringle for too long though.

"i'm fine. apparently his parents are excited to meet me," i say wanting to sound excited and happy but i just couldn't.

"aw really," he says trying to sound interesting in what i had to say, but our conversations died in a snap. it didn't release awkward tension between us like i thought. we just fell asleep.

well not all talk stopped. we did say "i love you" and "goodnight" to eachother before falling asleep.

we were both in need for someone's love, and somehow our 'friendship' has us in eachother's arms in the same bed everyday.

i don't know what got me to write this but it just popped in my head while listening to music. it's short...sorry.
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it's 2am, i have school tomorrow. fuck. whatever. don't care.
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i'm somehow really energetic at school even though i barely get sleep. my teachers tell me how dead everyone looks in the morning while i'm a happy sunflower.