Time (Ethan Dolan)

Chapter 25 - Not Just Anybody

I wake up in a panic and I see that I'm still just at James' house. I get up and I grab my clothes, before I make my way to the bathroom. As I begin to undress I hear James walking around in his room. I finish up and I come out of the bathroom.

"Thanks for letting me stay." I say. "I had a lot of fun."

"So did I." He smiled. "We should do it again."

"Of course." I smile back.

James walks me to the door. And I don't hug or kiss him goodbye. I just left. I didn't know what else to do, I'm too awkward. That's why Ethan and I clicked. We were both so awkward.

I was walking down the road with the sun hitting my face. I liked the early morning sun. Sage and I always used to wake up early to make pancakes for breakfast. Every now and then, I do miss those memories. They were good ones.

"Well this is a nice surprise." I hear someone say.

I turn around to see Ethan in a truck.

"You drive?"

"Of course I drive Woodridge. I'm a high school king."

I laugh with a playful eye roll. "Your only way of transportation is your board."

"And how are you getting home?" He asks with a smirk.

I shrug and he laughs softly. "Hop in."

Ethan's P.O.V

Carson's hair was messy and she was quite a fair bit away from home.

"What are you doing in this area?" She asks.

"My mom needed eggs." I say, pointing at the back.

"Oh, of course." Carson chuckled. "What did you get up to last night?"

I look over at her and the wind was blowing through her hair. Her smell of perfume drifted over to me and I couldn't help the smile on my face.

"Well?" She asks slapping my arm. "What did you do?"

I sat back and shrugged. "Stayed home. Did nothing. What did you do?"

Carson shrugged. "Nothing."

I wanted to ask why she was in this area and why she looked kinda rough. Don't get me wrong, I still thought she was pretty. I pulled over near Carson house and she stared from across the road.

"Thanks, Ethan." She smiled.

She was getting out of the car and I wanted to stop her and take her somewhere, where we can talk for hours upon hours. I wanted to talk and listen to her problems. I wanted somebody. Not just anybody. Her. I wanted her.