Meeting the Bad Boy // Ethan Dolan

5- sweetheart

Edited.

Sophie's p.o.v.

Ethan impatiently taps his fingers on his desk. Obviously bored. He catches me staring so I look away almost instantly.

Then it seems as if a light had gone off in his head, an idea perhaps.

He picks up and places his bag on his desk and starts rummaging through it. I wonder what he was looking for. Finally he pulls out a note pad and a pen, huh not what I expected from 'the great Ethan Dolan'.

I watch him scribble something down on the paper. He then meets my gaze, but this time I didn't look away. Slowly, he leans closer to me and presents me with the piece of paper in between his second and third finger. Intrigued, I take it from him.

'Soph, I'm bored.. let's do something fun ;)'

Passing notes.. what are we 12. However I can't help but smile, this doesn't last long though I remember lunch time and screw the paper up and I chuck it on the floor.

Ethan's face drops, it doesn't last long though when an evolving grin appears on his face.

I see him jiggle in his seat. What on Earth is this boy up to.

Suddenly his chair and desk inch closer to mine.

Mr Samuelson is reading his book but still, he can't hear this? I underestimated how old he might be.

Next thing I know, Ethan's desk is less than 10 cm away from the desk I am sitting at.

Carefully, Ethan leans in closer to me and I hear him slightly clear his throat.

"Are you mad at me or something, this isn't the Soph I know" clearly just because I was ignoring him.

"I don't know Ethan, maybe the fact that you ignored me at lunch may have something to do with it" why was I making such a big deal, was I hurt by this ? I don't even know myself. Looks like Ethan was as shocked as I was at my words.

He lightly chuckles.

"Oh sweetheart, that was just around the guys. If they saw me talking to-" he looks me up and down "you, they would just make you feel uncomfortable" 

What kind of excuse was that, he could just be upfront and say that he doesn't want to be seen with me.

"Well I have been going to school with these people for years and they have not even looked at me, you think I believe that shit?" I scoff and slightly roll my eyes. 

"Now I find that hard to believe. You must be fucking oblivious" He chuckles.

What was that supposed to mean. Ethan studies my face, hard. My small amount of confidence has now flushed away and I am forced to break eye contact. I ponder over his words for a bit. The only conclusion that I can come to is that he is complimenting me? 

"Was that the  Ethan Dolans' way of a compliment?"

"Don't get used to it" He replies as we scrunches up his nose in disgust, which ended up being pretty cute.

I can't help the smile that appears on my face.

"There's the Soph I know" I can practically feel his smirk. I don't even bother to correct him this time.

"You don't know me" I say, looking him straight in the eye. Because it was true, he knew nothing about me.

I hear him laugh softly. Making sure the teacher doesn't hear him.