innocent | ethan dolan

twenty-seven

maybe she needed something more than just sex

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violet's pov;

I waited by my locker, looking around for Shawn and Joey. Shawn had texted me earlier saying that he was going to pick up Joey. I guess that means that he really does like her.

I sigh to myself, scrolling through my phone before I look up to see Ethan, his arm around Alicia. Again.

I sigh to myself, not surprised at all anymore. Ethan's eyes meet mine and I raise an eyebrow at him. It was clear he wasn't going to break up with his girlfriend so I was going to make sure he knew exactly what he was missing.

I was wearing some basic ass clothes today because I seriously was just not in the mood to dress up, even though my mood was slightly better from yesterday.

Ethan smirks at me, before his gaze returns to his group of friends in front of him. I put my hands in my pocket as music blasted through my earphones. I leant against my locker, putting one foot up, until I finally saw Joey. I smiled to myself, taking an earphone out. She was holding hands with Shawn. God, they were so cute together; why couldn't I get something like that?

I looked at Ethan who was laughing at some dumb dick joke that one of his friends said. His smile was so adorable.

"Hey girl," Joey says, smiling at me.

"Hey. So um, something happened last night." I say, to Joey.

"Hey, I'll catch up with you guys later okay?" Shawn says, kissing Joey on the lips. I stare after him and see that he goes up to a cute guy. He was wearing clear-framed glasses, his hair was blonde and brown as well being dreads. They were died up into a man bun on top of his head. We make eye contact and he smiles at me before walking away with Shawn. Damn, he was cute.

"What happened?" she asks, going to her locker.

"For starters, Grayson and I nearly kissed." I say, as quietly as I possibly could.

"What?!" she practically yells, making some people look towards us. I shake my head before looking at her face again, which now had a massive ass smile.

"How did this happen?" she asks.

"I don't know. He heard me crying and he came to check if I was okay. We were about to watch a movie and we had a pillow fight and I don't even know what I was thinking." I say.

"What stopped you then?" he asks.

"Ethan. He knocked on the door." I say.

"Damn." she says.

"Also, I kind of, maybe, fucked Ethan last night." I say, instantly regretting it.

"WHAT?" she says, even louder.