𝐜𝐚𝐥𝐥 𝐨𝐮𝐭 𝐦𝐲 𝐧𝐚𝐦𝐞 ✧ 𝐝.𝐭.

why ; ethan dolan

[ inspired by shawn mendes' song why ]

ethan

i watch her walk down the hallway.

why isn't she already mine?

maybe it's because she doesn't like me back.

at least i think so.

she's always called me a "brother".

she says i'm her best friend.

i'm not saying she's not mine either.

it's just, i want to be more than that.

i've liked her ever since 7th grade.

and now we're in 12th.

i've helped her through her break ups.

she's had 3 boyfriends during the time i liked her.

it was harder for me than for her.

it hurt to see her with someone else.

she would always introduce me to her boyfriend as her "best friend".

it hurt my heart to hear that.

"ethan?"

i see a waving hand in my face.

"what?" i look at grayson.

"you're gonna be late for 5th period dude." grayson looks at the time.

"you have like 30 seconds to get to class."

"shit." i close my locker.

i ran all the way to my 5th period.

i got there right when my teacher was about to close the door.

"you're lucky i didn't close the door ethan." she raised an eyebrow.

i look around and lock eyes with y/n.

i smile and walk to our table.

"i had to yell at 2 people to not sit here." she whispers.

"well thank you." i set down my stuff and sit.

"today you're going to be working with your elbow buddies with this worksheet." the teacher passes out the worksheets.

"please do not talk loudly. my last class already gave me a terrible headache."

we both laugh.

i look for a pencil.

"do you have a pencil i could borrow?" i ask y/n.

"um." she looks through her pencil pouch.

"here." she hands me a pencil.

"thanks." i smile at her and write my name down.

instead of working on this piece of shit i pull out my notebook.

"oou! are you writing a song?" she asks.

i look up. "uh, yeah."

i feel my cheeks get warm.

y/n was a well known singer in this school.

she would always sing before my football games.

she always performs for the talent show.

"what's it about?" she says.

"um, this girl." i write down my name and the title.

ethan dolan
why
may 26 2018

"can i read it when you're done?" i hear her say.

"um, it's gonna take a while though."

"well, when you're ready. i'm ready." she smiles.

sorry this is short
oh and don't worry i'm writing a part two
love you all xo

*cough* that reminds me of the weeknd *cough* what?