ethan dolan imagines

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and i did as he and i promised, and it's been that way for weeks now. the day after the first time i met him, he had shock all over his face when he saw me enter the library.

his eyes gazed upon me like i was the only on in the room, and his cheeky smile appeared, making the whole world brighter than usual. that's a thing i like about him, he can really change the atmosphere into something bright and comfortable, friendly.

and i sit across from him at the table. "you actually came back?" he chuckled out, pinching his glasses back to the bridge of his nose. i feel vulnerable to anything he does now, because he made it easy to open up and fall for him, and it was just one day. it feels unhealthy yet so addicting.

"yeah, it was a promise remember?"

"yeah i just thought you would ditch me," he says the laughs it out.

"i wouldn't ever do that."

and now, weeks later, constant talks between eachother, being shushed by the librarian, small glances, giggles echoing between eachother, and the promise to always meet up here...it's still here and strong.

it's like we've hit it off perfectly. making a friend seems hard considering the fact that they have to like you back and share same hobbies, but i've never felt so comfortable being with anyone other than ethan. our friendship is perfect already, i just now wish it were something else.

and he shuts his book, staring at the table silently as if he was coming up with an idea. "what?" i say lightly with my growing grin.

"nothing," he says quick and snapped back to what he was doing.

i chuckle. "what?"

"i was just thinking," he says with a serious look that's attempting to mask the growing urge to just cry of laughter. i can see his nervousness, i can see it through his translucent glasses.

"come on ethan," i beg.

"i was just thinking...would you wanna just hang out outside of this place?"

i felt my heart speed up a thousand times quicker. it's igniting my feelings at an uncontrollable rate, my thoughts race with joy, my mouth barely audible...i'm so affected over a simple thing made by this likable person. and he searches my eyes for an answer but i'm a cloud, no...above that, i'm in space at this moment.

but then i realize, he's just being a friend, my heart slows down, my feelings hide in a box, my mouth manages to say, "of course, we're friends!"

and his posture fell instantly. "okay, then let's ditch this place," he says showing this sudden change in his behavior, adrenaline and excitement?

and i felt his hand lace with mine as we walked out of the library (he smooth asf). and right as we got out, we ran.

"let's make a cliché exit," he says. we laugh while skipping our way through the parking lot, few people looked, but we didn't care. these lighthearted moments make me feel ecstatic and excited, and ethan makes it even better.

reaching his car, he lets me in with questioning it and i got in without questioning it either. the rush, i love the fact that we are hanging out, and i'm enjoying his presence more than anything. he's really a friend that you can't help but want to be around.

there's always a friend that will lay an mark on your life, and ethan is really up there already!

"i need frozen yogurt," he mumbles that crashed the comfortable silence in the car, and the timing made me burst into fits of cackles. "what?" he says, his smile picking up.

"it was just the timing i don't know!" i say covering my red face still overwhelmed with all this energy.

"oh my gosh y/n," he says, facepalming pretending to be annoyed, and i watch him make faces of regret that almost got me to burst again. i seemed to have acquired energy just by being around him.

and he accelerated the car out of the building, and he puts on music that's rather common to my type. "oh i love this song," i say raising the volume. ethan's smile picks up probably the one-hundredth time, but it never gets old.

and he pulls down his window to allow clean air in, and his fingers tapped with the rhythm of the music, my heart beat also in tempo.

and i look at his side profile, my friendly thoughts turn into soft admiration. his face doesn't look stern, it's so tranquil, his soft-looking lips sync with the music, silently speaking the lyrics, his eyes, covered by his glasses, gaze lazily on the road and his chocolate-brown hair flies gracefully in the wind that's coming through the open window, along with his striped shirt. his jawline wasn't clenched, it was its natural resting position, yet it wasn't a struggle to define its sharpness.

i'm so lost in his features, he's beautiful.

"i always get frozen yogurt, well i love dessert overall," he says looking back at me very quick before returning back to the road, snapping me out of my mind.

"yeah, sugar is good."

"yeah what would we do without sugar."

"i don't kno-"

"i would die." (lmao my humor is great (note sarcasm) i'm more funny in person please)

after minutes of singing terribly in the car and dancing like maniacs, we arrived at the place. i get out of the car and follow ethan inside. "man, i love this place."

as we got inside i smell sweets all around me. i feel like a child again. "i think i'm getting chocolate," he says running to grab a cup.

after he pays (since he forced me to not pay for anything), we sat down and he dug in quick, taking a large spoonful of strawberry boba in his mouth, and i was about to burst yet again when i heard faint popping of the bubbles.

"it's so sweet," he says. "sugary goodness."

"you got a lot of coconut shreds on yours," i point out stupidly, mentally facepalming myself.

"you know i gotta keep up my bod'" he says flexing his arms pretending to be some model, and i have to admit he got some muscle. my shook my head grinning.

"stop ethan," i drag and he stops, chuckling deeply.

"oh by the way," he starts, getting my attention. i look up from my bowl, my smile still visible. "you look pretty today."

i'm in love with my now cover, the light from the window in the video makes his skin look so beautiful and his brown eyes DOTN TOUCH ME!!:$8:. don't think i'm changing my cover for a while:)

oh and thanks for 100k reads my heart nearly bursted is class.