Annoying. (An Ethan Dolan Imagine)

Chapter Four

He shakes his head as I walk towards him. I get closer and closer, my grin growing wider and wider.

"Are you?" I ask again. He shakes his head, but I know he's just doing that so I'll leave him be.

Everyone has a tickle spot.

He stops against the desk and I jump onto him. my hands reach for his stomach and I move my fingers.

He starts laughing and shaking his head. "Tell me to stop and I'll stop." I order. He only shakes his head.

"Alight then, I guess you have left me no choice." I say. I go higher and start tickling his neck.

He laughs and laughs. "Stop!" He laughed, and as if on command, my fingers stoped.

"Amy Rose! And... Kid! Stop it and get back to work." Mrs.Johnson orders.

I sit straight. "Sorry, I'll stop." I apologised

He was catching his breath while I climbed off of him. I sit back down in my desk smiling like an idiot.

"Not tickleish huh?" I smile at him.

He sighs his last breath then...

He smiles.

He smiled.

I made him smile.

"Now that, was a tickle attack." I say, while drinking from his water bottle.

He didn't seem to care. We always share our food. I know water isn't food, but we still share.

He laughs one more time and then composes himself.

He sits up and smiles.

He smiles.

. . .

"Dude I'm serious. I think he was like, picking his nose until I came and scared him." I exaggerated.

He chuckled and covered his face with both his hands. I love this. I like seeing a sad little boy, look so happy and laughing.

The bell rings and I stand up grabbing my backpack and puting it on my shoulders. I look at him and he's looking at the board emotionless.

"I'll see you later." I wave and he just looks up at me. I walk out of class and head towards 3rd period.

. . .

"Hey bud." I say as I sit down on the grass. He looks up from his sketchbook and watches me sit down.

I look at him while he draws until I remember this is lunch time. I get my lunch bag from behind me and hand him my PB&J half.

He takes it, knowing that if he doesn't, I'll find a way for him to take it. I start to eat mine until I see his drawing.

"Hey, you did draw my request." I state, looking at the butterfly on a clock.

He nodded his while he bites into my masterpiece of a sandwich. I go back into my bag and get out the last cookie.

I hand it to him and he takes it almost immediately. I giggle at his enthusiasm. He bites into it and closes his eyes

Savoring the taste.

"Hey I'll make you a deal."

He opened his eyes and looked at me. I sat straight and clears my throat.

"I'll bring you as many of these as you want everyday under one condition," I say.

He doesn't say anything. "You have to tell me your name and say at least 5 sentences a day." I order.