Assassin In Love | Ethan Dolan

s i x t e e n

Rose's POV

He pulled over into a parking space and turned off the engine. I hopped off his bike and gently removed the helmet from my head. My hair didn't look that bad because I didn't even tie it properly in the first place. It looked like a ball of tangled hair.

He removed his helmet and asked for the one I was wearing. I handed it to him and waited patiently by the side of his bike. While he was putting away the helmets, I took the time to admire his facial features.

He had defined eyebrows and sloppy-looking eyes. He had a small nose and beautiful pink and plump lips. His jawline could literally cut my finger off. I'm certain that he's aware of my stares but he chose to ignore them since he's probably enjoying the attention.

He's been smirking since he took the helmet I was wearing to put it away.

"Take a picture, babe. It'll last longer." he commented.

I rolled my eyes and interlocked our hands together. I swung it back and forth continuously and he was chuckling at me all the way into the restaurant. We decided to get pizza since I haven't had pizza in forever.

We walked through the gates of the store and all eyes were on us. Maybe it was because families were eating their food peacefully and Ethan and I were acting like a PDA couple holding hands and all. Ethan didn't notice the stares at all and ordered his food.

"What pizza appetises you today?" Ethan asked.

"I'd go with pineapple."

"Size?"he asked again.

"Medium, please." he grinned.

"Alright sir, I'll get a large pineapple pizza and a medium pineapple pizza please."

"What's your drink?" Ethan questioned.

"Water," I replied.

"And for the drinks, I'll get a large coke and a large cup of water please," he ordered.

"Alright your total would be 25 bucks, cash or credit?"

"Credit."

"Alright, you can type in your pin number now. Perfect, your food would arrive to you in ten. Please take a card and head on over to your seats."

We walked past these parents, hand in hand, to our seats. I heard grunts and scoffs but I ignored them since they didn't bother Ethan at all. I took the waiting time to convince Ethan to split the bill. I didn't like that he paid for my meal in Mcdonalds about a month ago and he's paying for my dinner today.

"How much was the bill again?" I asked.

"No. I'm not letting you pay," he replied sternly.

"C'mon Ethan, you already paid for my meal from Mcdonalds. I don't want you to spend money on me."

"Hey, listen. I was the one who asked you out to eat dinner and I'm not letting you pay especially now that I know you are somewhat broke," he explained as I chuckled in amusement.

I sighed in defeat and patiently waited for my food that Ethan had graciously paid for me-- again.

I sat down on my seat-- across from Ethan's. I decided to break the silence with clarification for tomorrow.

"So, what's the dress code for tomorrow's 'interview' with your father?" I asked.

"Uh, just wear something professional but casual at the same time, if you get what I mean?"

"Yeah..no..." I answered, confused.

He chuckled and was soon interrupted by the waitress handling us our food. He was quick to gobble his pizza in ten minutes. He must be starving as well. I thought to myself. I took my time to enjoy devour the soft pizza crust; the delicious sauce; the melted cheese and the pineapple slices sprinkled generously across my medium sized pizza.

Mid-way to eating my pizza, Ethan pops a sudden question, "Are you nervous?"

"About?"

"Tomorrow."

"Should I be?"

"Uh, no..." his voice cracked a little at the end.

"Alright. Is there anything I need to take note about tomorrow?"

"Dress professionally, put your hair up and bring your portfolio."

I nodded my head and resumed to eating my pizza. We talked for the rest of the night and I found out that he isn't as intimidating as he seems. He does have a soft side; he just doesn't show it.

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"Why did you even agree to hire me?" I questioned.

"Well, Grayson and I looked through a copy of your portfolio when we broke into your former office. Long story short; we didn't know that you were an assassin assigned to kill us until you escorted us to the garden. We had the floor plan of the Agency's building.

Our only mistake was forgetting about the time intervals where the assassins change shifts. We arrived too early and that's why we were caught. It didn't really matter because we prepared for the worst. I was wearing a watch that could send messages or schedule a call, all through voice commands.

The watch was our SOS phone. To answer your question: I just thought that you could help us out to find out about our rifles. I paid a hefty amount of money for them, I'm not letting them go."

I just nodded. We were standing by his bike in my apartment parking lot. I could cut the tension with a knife. A few days ago, I was determined to kill this guy.

Now, I'm working with him to earn back the money I wasn't making in Innocence Agency. Turns out, they weren't innocent at all.

I stood at my tippy toes to look past his shoulder. I thought I saw someone. I shook my head and felt a finger on my chin. Ethan lifted my head so that we could make eye contact.

He started to lean in when suddenly we heard a scream. We looked over the pillars and saw... Grayson.

"Gray! What are d-doing here?!" Ethan stuttered.

Ethan attempted to hide me with his body but that didn't work out so well because eventhough I'm smaller compared to him, we are almost the same height. I'm only a couple inches shorter than him.

"So, are you guys a thing now?" Grayson asked while nudging Ethan.

"I-I, uh, n-no?"

"Aww, is Ethan getting nervous?" Grayson teased.

"O-okay, Gray! What are you even doing here?!" Ethan yelled nervously

"Don't change the subject, you loser!"

"U-uh, Rose?"

"Yeah?" I replied.

"I'll talk to you later. Sweet dreams, beautiful."

"Don't push her away! I want to see you guys kiss!" Grayson protest.

"Rose, don't listen to him. I'll see you tomorrow."

"Okay?" I hesitantly agreed.

I walked to the stairwell and headed back to my apartment to go to bed. I unlocked the door and went striaght to my room. I changed into my pyjamas and was knocked out as soon as I hit my bed.

a/n: hey! im sorry for not publishing any stories for the past few days. i didn't have any idea of what to write and how to write it. i know it's a lame excuse, but i'll try my best to publish more chapters during the holidays!! i hope you enjoyed reading this chapter, have a great day!