innocent | ethan dolan

two

your touch was electric

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ethan's pov;

I was already bored as fuck in this class. I turned to Violet to see that she was writing notes. They were really neat and satisfying to look at. She must've noticed that I was looking at her because she stopped writing. Her fingers played with her pen and she tucked a strand of her long, dark hair behind her ears.

She has always been pretty. But something about her this year; it made me wild.

"Can I help you?" she asked, looking at me.

"Yeah, actually." I said, brushing my hand on her thigh. She suddenly flushed a cute shade of red and squeezed her thighs together.

"Um, uh, what do you w-want?" she asked stuttering a little.

"Distraction."

"I can't help you then." she shrugged. I moved closer to her a little, placing my hand on the bare skin of her inner thighs. Half of her legs were covered with her socks and well the other half was covered with a skirt that wrapped tightly around her legs. They were sexy as hell.

"E-Ethan. W-what are you doing?" she murmurs.

"Keeping myself occupied." I smirk. I was enjoying this very much. Seeing her flustered, all under my very own touch.

I mean, the other girls would be interesting, but there was just something about Violet. She was different. She didn't take my hand off of her like most girls would yet she didn't say anything back either. Did she like it?

I squeezed her legs, earning a small whimper from her however, it was quiet and I was the only one that could hear.

"Miss LaMont, are you okay? You seem... flustered?" Miss Charles, our Chemistry teacher questioned.

Some of the students turned around so I tried to keep myself looking subtle.

She just stared at Miss Charles for a few seconds so I squeezed leg once more.

"Y-Yes. I'm fine. Just not feeling too good today." she answers quite suddenly. Miss Charles eyes darted to me then back to Violet.

I flashed her a cheesy smile before she turned around and resumed talking to the class.

I turned to Violet, a snug grin on my face. I didn't know I had this much of an effect over her.

"What's up Violet? Cat got your tongue? or did I?" I smirk. I released my grip and removed my hand from her.

"Shut up," she whispered under her breath.

"What was that LaMont?" I ask.

"Nothing."

"Did you just say shut up to me?"

"So what if I did?" she says, rolling her eyes.

"You'll regret that baby," I say. No one talks to me like that. Not even Violet. I know a lot of tricks that would drive girls insane and I wanted to test every single one of them on Violet.

I look at her and her focus had shifted from me onto the actual lesson. She placed the back of her pen on her plump bottom lip, pressing down to make the pen click. Her brows furrowed a little as she concentrated on the lesson.

"Stop staring at me, creep." she says, her eyes staying focused on the board.

"Not staring. Admiring." I say. My words seemed to make her smile as she hides her laugh with her hands, her cheeks glowing a shade of pink.

"That's cute." she says, turning to me, her pearly white teeth showing.

"But there's nothing about me to be admired." she finished, her smile fading.

"I can confirm, that is incorrect. You're beautiful." I say and I meant it. She was gorgeous, even if she had completely changed het style.

"Can I ask you something?" she says, facing me.

"What's up?" I say, turning my body language towards her.

"Why are you sitting next to me? Let alone talking to me. We're not friends." she asked.

I breathed in heavily; how do I tell her that I'm so very incredibly attracted to her.

"In all honesty, I don't know."

"Do yourself a favour and don't let yourself be seen with me. I'm a nobody. I'll always be like that." she says. The bell lets out a shrill ring before I could reply to her.

She packs up her belongings, shoving her notebook into her bag, as well as her pencil case. She throws her bag over the shoulder and walks out the door.

I try to run after her but I couldn't. God, what was this girl doing to me? I'm chasing her? Girls are usually chasing me. I had a girlfriend, Alicia, but I don't know. She didn't give me what I wanted. Excitement?

"Hey babe. How was chem?" she greets, kissing my cheek. I flash her a smile before we make our way to our next lesson. Speak of the devil huh? I sit down next to Alicia at the back of the classroom as she speaks to me, but I zone out.

Damn it, I didn't have a chance to speak to Violet. Why doesn't she want me to be seen with her?

I shrug away the thought of her. She wasn't going to be good for me.

But I wanted her.

She was so sexy. Those got gorgeous hazel eyes, them perfect pink lips; I wonder if they matched what she hid underneath. The way her long locks of dark brown hair fell around her shoulders and don't even get me started on her body. Damn.

The things I would do to her. She has no idea. She's too innocent to know what I think about her. Maybe, that's what I needed; innocence. Hers especially. I'd ruin her. What if she just acts like that?

It's usually the quiet ones who surprise you right? God I wanted her, bad.

"Babe! Are you even listening to me?" Alicia says, waving her hand with a perfect set of acrylics in front if my face.

"Sorry. Zoned out." I say.

Fucking hell, Violet.

a/n: ethan ya nastYYYYYY
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