Meeting the Bad Boy // Ethan Dolan

32- important friend

Sophie's p.o.v

It was Ethans first therapy session today. Although they call it 'guidance for troubled teens' it's much faster just to say therapy.

He insisted that I don't come to it because it would be wasting my time but I came anyway. No way he was doing this all alone.

We weren't at the school councillors because that would be against regulation or something if Mr Hunt were to bend the rules or look at his papers. Little do they know Mr Hunt already gets them out of school and detention.

Ethan sat next to me in these cream dirty white very uncomfortable chairs. That laid randomly in a beige room covered in countless pamphlets about well being.

'Signs to notice if your child is depressed'

'Ways to turn your life around'

You get the idea.

His foot was restlessly tapping on the ground, signalling he was nervous. I grab his hand and give him an 'it's going to be okay' look.

It seemed to have worked because he takes a deep breath and seems to be calm again.

"Thankyou, Sophie, for coming" He looks down at me from his height advantage.

"I thought you said you didn't want me to come" I laugh.

"I just didn't want you to pick me over something important"

"You are the important thing to me" I blurt out without realising it and there was no hiding my cheeks' obvious red tone.

"I mean, important uhh friend" I try to save but I know I definitely was far from it.

He chuckles and slings his arm behind me and his hand lands on my side and he pushes me closer to him.

"Do friends make you feel the way I make you feel?" He asks in a seductive low tone.

"N-no" not really a stutter just me not knowing what to say.

He raises his head in accomplishment.

"You're so confusing" I add.

"How?" He asks obliviously.

"One minute you insist on us being just friends and then the next you flirt with me like we are... more than just friends"

"Sweetheart.." He trails off, I can see him trying to find the right words.

That made me remember that he hasn't called me sweetheart in a while. I can't say I haven't missed it.

"I still strongly believe you're too good for me. But if you're going to stay, then we should go back to how we were before we agreed on just being friends" he nods at himself, knowing he said what he wanted.

I knew what he meant, he wanted us to go back to being flirty and playful. I liked this idea, I only hoped that eventually it would lead to something more.

"Couldn't agree more" I smile up at him.

Our faces were rather close, I almost forgot what he tasted like cause it's been a while since we've kissed. Should I break the ice or?

Ethan seems to get the idea and leans in ever so slightly, almost to ask if I wanted to as well. Obviously I close the gap a bit more but there was still about an inch between our lips.

"Ethan Dolan?" A lady at the desk shouts out.

"Mr Bailey will see you now"

"Mood killer huh?" Ethan laughs.