Thief // Ethan Dolan

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I just watched The Fault In Our Stars a couple of months ago. 100% the ONLY movie that can make me cry. Anyway, the guy that plays Augustus Waters, his name is Ansel Elgort. This chapter is based upon his song 'Thief'. I've been obsessed with his music ever since that movie. Enjoy, the imagine will make more sense if you listen to it. Love you,
-KudosDolan (This is all Ethan's P.O.V btw)

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Call me a thief, there's been a robbery; I left with her heart, tore it apart, made no apology

I watched her cry, the only noises ringing through the apartment heard were her cries. I had my duffle bag packed, it being across the room and waiting. Her, in my arms and begging me not to leave. I began to stand, but she yanked me back down, her cries getting heavier. She looked up at me with watery eyes,

"Don't leave me. Please, I-" I shushed her, pressing my lips against her own. She calmed down, kissing back as if it was her will to live. When I pulled away, tears slid their way down her silky skin. I kissed her cheek, tasting the salty sweetness of her tears, and got up to leave. No more cries came from her as I left.

I've been living in the darkness; shadows in my apartment, heartless; Taking love just to spill it on the parchment; Next page and I'm out again

I sat silently, shaking violently in the corner of my bedroom. Something seemed to dance across the walls, taunting me, waiting for a reaction. The doorbell rang and I was quick to answer it. A girl in a skimpy skirt and a button up shirt stood, staring at me with innocent blue eyes. I smirked, grabbing her hand and leading her to my room.
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Her moans filled the room and my own overpowered them. She scratched my back, most likely leaving blood red trails. We finished and she left, leaving me to sleep and wait for the next one. I woke up to yet another doorbell. I opened it and a generic looking girl waited. Blonde hair, blue eyes, petite yet strong looking. Almost immediately, I was at it again, a repetitive cycle.

I've been living in the night life; Lips hit you like a drive by, frost bite; Ice cold I mean they cut you like a sharp knife; Next page and I'm out again

I opened the door to the mansion type house, taken over by the familiar smell of alcohol and weed. I took a couple of large drinks, downing them in no time. I walked unsteadily, my vision clouded. I bumped into someone, a girl, looking down at her face. She looked, oddly, soft. I put a hand to her face and she swung it around her shoulders,

"We need to get you to sleep." I struggled to stay upright, finding my strength as we made it to a bedroom. I toppled onto the bed and reached an arm out as she was leaving,

"Wait. Don't leave me?" She scoffed,

"You're drunk." I let my eyes flicker away from her,

"But I'm sober enough to know that I don't wanna be alone." She threw her head back and groaned, removing her heels and laying next to me anyway. I wrapped my arms around her and she felt so familiar. She spoke again,

"I hope you don't get too comfortable." The sarcasm triggered something in my brain,

"Y/N?" I felt her nod and I immediately let her go. She flipped over, getting up. I studied her, noticing most of the small changes there. She turned and grabbed her shoes. I grabbed her arm,

"Wh-what? Please stay." She shook her head,

"No Ethan. You left. I tried and tried to move on. I can't, I always get trapped in your dumb trap." She walked out. Another girl walked in, watching Y/N walk out. She smirked at me as she straddled my lap. I began to deny, but she grinded herself into my thigh and everything blurred.

Skin on my skin, what a wonderful sin; Take your breath, but you're asking for more; The tip of my finger is tracing your figure; I say goodnight and walk out the door

I woke up, Y/N's arms encircled around my neck. My hands were protectively around her waist and, as I jerked up violently, she woke up. Rolling over, she shoved her head into my chest and held me tighter. My hand was on her hip and I began to rub my finger tips over her exposed hip. She hummed in reply, falling back to sleep. I carefully untangled our limbs and got dressed. I kissed her forehead,

"Goodnight Y/N." I left. Out the door, just as I had before.

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Hope you enjoyed,

-KudosDolan

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