Dolan Twins Imagines // 1

On Purpose Pt. II // Ethan Dolan

skipped a couple days from the first one.

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~Night 5~

I ended up spending the whole day with Ethan. When we got back, no one asked where we had gone. There was a small party going on, music was playing and everybody was flowing in and out of the house with food and drinks. At some point, Ethan and I got separated. There was alcohol, but I opted out,

"Keeping in sober." Someone ran into me,

"Yyyyy/Nnnn." I turned. Ethan was barely standing straight and holding a cup in his hand. My hands flew to my mouth,

"Oh my gosh." I reached for the cup but he pulled it out of my reach,

"Nope. That's mine, sweetheart." He smirked at me. I laughed,

"Ethan, you're wasted. Gimme the cup." I held my hand out. He shook his head,

"Noooo. I want more." He started wobbling to the alcohol. I snatched the cup and grabbed him,

"Nope, we're getting you to bed." I basically dragged him to his room. He put up a fight and whined,

"Y/N, I wanna paaarrty." His body leaned forward and I struggled more to get to his room. When we did, I took a deep breath,

"Ethan, do you have your key?" I could tell he was struggling to focus. He smiled,

"Find it." His head leaned against the wall and he laughed. I rolled my eyes,

"Fine, guess we're going to my room." I was literally supporting all of his weight as we slowly made our way down the hall. When we got to my room, I shifted his weight so I could grab my key. Ethan sniffed,

"Ooooh, is this your room?" We stumbled in. I sighed,

"Yes, Ethan." I dragged him to my bed. I let him go and he fell,

"Y/N, what the heck?" He shifted so that he was laying on his side facing me. I crossed my arms,

"You're smashed. Can you just go to sleep?" I blew a strand of hair out of my face. He whined,

"I don't want to. Come lay with me." He scooted to one side. I shook my head,

"No." He pouted,

"Please?" I refused,

"No." He groaned,

"Plea-" I kicked my shoes off,

"Fine."

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