I MEAN IT | Ethan Dolan

Twenty five

Ethan (a new pov finally lmao)

I pull up to Scarlett's house to pick her up so we can go ice skating today. This will be fun.

    I knock on their door, almost immediately getting an answer.

    "Hey." Scarlett smiles.

    "You look cute." I compliment.

     "I'm only wearing this to be warm, I'd be a lot cuter but thank you." She chuckles.

     Every winter activity place have temporary ice skating ranks. I mean we do have ice skating ranks all year long but that isn't the same.

     "Ready to show me what you got?" I ask keeping my eyes on the road.

    "Maybe I'll just be bad on purpose." She jokes.

"Awe how sweet." I roll my eyes jokingly.

"Shut up and drive faster." She says.

"You want me to get a ticket?" I ask.

"It'll show me how much of a man you are." Scarlett jokes.

"You are a headass." I chuckle.

"Aren't we all?"

"Whatever you want to believe."

    We pull into the parking lot of the ice skating rank. It's an outside one because it's winter so it's cold enough.

     "Yay!" Scarlett exclaims as she gets out of the car.

    We carry our skates over to a bench so we can put them on. The place was mostly empty since it is a week day.

    "Hurry up ethan." She says standing up.

    "Stop showing off." I frown jokingly.

     "Awwe do you need help tying your skate?" Scarlett teases.

     "It would lowkey be hot." I chuckle.

    "Oh my god." She laughs walking away to skate.

    I finish tying the skates and catch up with her.

    "Imma show off now." She says.

    "I'm waiting." I chuckle.

    I laugh as she falls on her ass.

    "I'm okay." Scarlett laughs giving me a thumbs up.

    I skate over to help her up.

     "Yeah never mind, I'm worse then I remember." She chuckles.

    "Awe damn." I say.

- (don't have anymore ideas so nExt)

Scarlett

     We sit down at a restaurant after a fun day ice skating. Even though I fell on my ass like 90 times it was still fun.

"I've never been to this place before." I say.

"It's so good, you'll love it." Ethan smiles.

A girl walks over to our table, she looks maybe around our age or a little older.

"What would you guys like to drink?" She asks.

"I'll have a Pepsi and a water." I tell her.

"And you Ethan?"

"I'll have a Pepsi too." He says not even glancing at her once.

She walks away and I see him get less stiff.