A Friendly Face

three

  dakota's pov:

  i was suddenly shaken awake by the sound of a loud knock on my window, freaked out i didn't move right away. 

thump

  i started to get a little nervous and had 911 dialed on my phone ready to go. that was until i had the courage to peer out from under my blankets and noticed that in the direction the sound was coming from happened to be the same window that looked into ethan's room. 

  really?? at 2:30am he's tapping on my window?

  i put on my glasses, it was too late for my contacts, and a pair of pajama shorts i had tossed to the floor of my bed. padding over to the window i saw something that i'm sure will bring me to fits of laughter for a long time to come.

  ethan was halfway out of his window holding a broomstick that he was struggling to hit my window with, he looked winded. i started laughing at the sight of him and opened the window.

  "ethan! how's it hanging over there?" i chuckled.

  "finally neighbor i've been trying to get your attention for at least an hour, you definitely need to give me your number so i don't have to hang from my window every time i wanna talk to you!" he took a deep breath as he rambled.

  "if this is all for my number, i think i'll keep it so that i get to see this all the time." he huffed at my response giving me a goofy smile and rolling his eyes playfully. "anyways, do you know what time it is?"

   "2:35 in the morning, why?" he chuckled.

  "why on earth are you awake?" 

  "i have a hard sleeping sometimes, plus i wanted to continue our conversation that gray interrupted." 

  at 2 in the morning ethan dolan my long time neighbor wanted to talk to me, is this a sick joke? how could i be on his mind at all, i was no one anyone really paid attention to. well don't get me wrong, i have friends but none of them are guys that think about me at 2 am. at least i hope they don't.

  "dakota, you alright?" he asked. i shook my thoughts away and smiled.

"well, what do you want to know?" 

"everything, but i'll start with what your favorite song is," he really wanted to know about me. like really know about me. "you know for research purposes. a good taste in music is very important."

  " i don't have one." i shook my head. "there's so many that i like, i can't name just one."

  he smiled.

  i loved that smile.

  we talked for at least an hour asking each other asking all sorts of weird questions. i found out his favorite color was clear and he liked making videos with his brother. when i asked about what kind of video he got shy and didn't want to tell me, i felt bad he was embarrassed.

  "since we have school in the morning, i should probably let you get some rest." he said after hours of conversation. i was a little upset, i never wanted to stop talking to him.

 "mmm okay." i pouted a bit. he laughed at this.

  "don't worry d, i'll see you in the morning." 

  "good night ethan."

  "good night dakota." 

  i got up to close my window.

"wait!!" he whisper-yelled to me before it was shut. i cocked my head in confusion. "give me your number so i don't have to hit the window with the broom again."

i laughed lightly and whisper-yelled my number back. he smiled really wide while typing it in.

unknown number:

thanks now i don't need to break my neck to talk to you :)

me:

no problem eetee. see you tomorrow.

ethan:

good night kota.

read at 5:31am 

i climbed back into bed and shut my eyes. i couldn't wait to wake up and see that smile in the morning.

a/n: 

i know it's gross and cheesy right now don't worry it's gonna get a lot darker. we love plot development!