my wattpad break didn't work:) i guess school is just shit to me so imma just continue writing my imaginations with ethan dolan.
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little long sorry

Your POV
after the ride we pull up to...a pizza place? "where are we?" i ask thinking that he was gonna take me somewhere else.

"pizza?" he says with a 'duh' tone.

"i thought we were gonna do some shit drug dealing or rob something," i say feeling so dumb. i feel my cheeks flush.

"you think that lowly of me? stereotypical badboy?" he says chuckling a little. i shrug feeling so embarrassed for being that way. well what do you expect because he acts as a school. he seems to have a different side outside of school. image?

"y-yeah kinda, sorry," i apologize.

"no need to, now lets get some food cause i'm actually really hungry," he says taking off his sunglasses. i quickly got lost in his eyes. hazel sparkly eyes.

he goes on his phone waiting for me to take off my helmet, and i almost forgot that i had one on. it's incredible how a pair of eyes can make me lost and forget what i'm doing.

i lift the helmet off me, feeling my hair move a little from the small gust of wind. i play and comb my hair, tilting my head. during this i felt his time stopping eyes on every movement i made with my body.

i turn my head to see him looking at me up and down. i feel my cheeks heat up but attempt to not let it show. instead i pull a strand of my hair behind my ears. "what?" i ask.

"n-nothing you just look good today," he stutters and makes a face that tells me he had no control of his words. i can tell he regrets saying that. but the way he stuttered caught me off guard. the awkwardness in his voice was so cute that got my blush to form.

"okay pizza," i say interrupting the silence, walking into the pizzeria, dragging ethan's hand behind me.

we immediately sat down and opened the menu quick. no chat between us yet until after we ordered our drinks.

we drop our menu and i prop my elbows on the table, even though that may be improper. i rest my chin in my hands. "so how was school?" i come up with trying to start something with him.

"um," he says propping one of his elbows on the table, resting the side of his face on his fist, squishing his face, looking too adorable. "i don't know." he shrugs.

the awkward tension was too much to handle. the thought that we met eachother today was just funny. i may have met him, but i'm already interested in him. he's different.

"i guess i met some idiot girl today, begging me to hang out with her," he begins, obviously talking about me. i feel my smile grow. "she's like 'we should be friends' and shit and i'm thinking 'why girl?'" he says laughing a little.

"is this girl...cute?" i ask with a small smirk.

"she's rather cute," he smirks, totally escalating everything to me. i feel my blush again, probably the third time i did this. why does his words affect me this way?

"oh really, she probably thinks your cute too," i say completely out of control of my words, as always.

"but no feelings," we both say in unison. we immediately lace eyes. we may have said 'no feelings', but i lied.

ethan's jaw clenched a little, and i press my lips together. the drinks come in and we both decided to share a pizza.

the pizza came quick actually and we dug in in a matter of seconds. the pizza was good, but ethan and i were playfully arguing about who's gonna take the last slice. he took it but it didn't bother me much.

the food cleared out by the waiter, so we were able to talk. "so, sorry for sounding annoying, but you're basically a bad boy at school, but not outside of school?" i say trying to sum up his life.

"well i have an image-" he says cockily.

"you sound like a dick," i say bluntly.

"i have to admit that you're right," he says giving me a smile i hardly see until tonight. our small talks turn into long conversations.

he explains some of his childhood, not explaining a lot about his family much, relationship-wise, but that didn't bother me.

long conversations, shared laughs, two hours flying by quick. time just zoomed by and we completely forgot about everything around. we were in the restaurant for long enough.

ethan checks the time, and his eye widens. "we've been in here for so long?" he says completely unsure of where the time went.

we stood up after arguing about who's gonna pay. ethan kept on saying how men are so supposed to pay for women. "i'm paying so don't fight," ethan says tipping the waiter.

he puts on his jacket and i follow him outside. he helps me put on my helmet again which is very embarrassing.

and now i'm on the bike, and i comfortable holding him tight already. he seems like a nice guy sometimes. and the way he feels in my hold has a sense of safety.

the whole ride was silents but it was a comfortable silence. i feel my eyes flutter shut, tired apparently. i tighten my grip before my vision goes black.

but that didn't last for so long since the bike came to a stop. i feel his presence leave, making my eyes flutter open. "alright y/n. y/n?" i hear him say and i felt his fingers trace along my cheekbone. i focus to see he's already off the bike inches away from my face. "sorry i got tired," i say.

"don't be sorry," he says smiling. he unstraps the helmet and lifts it off my head for me. he puts the helmet away and watches me fix my hair again. the energy that surrounds us is hard to handle.

after that we walk to my house door. i feel his hand touch mine, which made ours lace together. i tense up. gosh everything that's happening is electrifying, even though it's so small. just from one small touch, stare, talk, anything...it's just crazy. no words to describe this feeling i have in my chest. this aching feeling in my stomach. he told me not to fall for him, but i have no control with my emotions.

we reach my door and we face eachother, still holding hands, crazy tension is built between us.

"i had fun today, weird to admit," he says with a cute smile showing dimples i finally notice.

"i have to admit you are really hard not to fall for," i say pulling my hands away from his and start playing with them, looking down not daring to see his surprised face.

"i thought we had no feelings?" he questions in a quiet voice, walking towards me, making me take a step back.

"i-i don't know why i feel this way," i admit finally meeting his dark gaze as he inches towards me, causing ms to meet a wall behind me. my breath hitches as he inched closer. "you seem so easy-"

this was when his hands meet the wall behind me, trapping my body between his arms.

"-to fall for, im not sure what this is," i finish seeing his eyes so close to mine. his hazel yet dark eyes, play tricks with mine. his eyes put me into a spell. what is this feeling?

"we told eachother that it's nothing," he says. his eyes traveling down to my lips. he licks his lips. "i'm no good with relationships and you knew that."

"i-i-" i manage to let out but i couldn't finish since i'm so frightened by the tension.

"we both know," he says. "and you feel this way towards me, obviously knowing my story..."

the energy around us is heating up. it's unbearable, forcing me to look down. i feel his fingers trace along my jawline then to my chin to lifts my face up to meet his strong gaze.

"...but i can't help but feel different around you," he admits inching his lips to mine. his hot breath tingles my skin, so tempting for me to just force my lips on his, but i'm too scared to do something, to make a move myself. hesitation was easily seen between eachother.

"what are we doing?" i whisper feeling a small graze of his lips on mine, it already put me into a spell. i was wanting his lips on mine. regret was written all over his eyes and small movements, but interest was also seen. the surroundings seem to disappear, making me dizzy.

"i don't know," he says before latching his lips on mine. it caught me off guard to know that ethan dolan, the one who never wanted anything to do with me at school, is pressing his lips against mine.

but man did i want this. i let mine mold with his, making me finally feel how his lips felt. it was warm and soft, very different from his act at school. his hand cups my cheek, one touch that made me tremble. i feel like i'm gonna pass out...but in a good way.

it's a long kiss to say. one very long kiss, feeling our lips for the first time. not asking for much right now, just one thing...the feeling of eachother's lips.

never really thought this mix of feelings were possible. what is it...fright, lust, undeniable attraction, confusion? what is this unhealthy mix of emotions?

his wonderful lips pulled apart, the warmth of my lips was now replaced to the cold from the gust of wind. his hand caresses my cheek, looking at my eyes reading my emotions. i'm truly put into his spell.

"i'll see you, l-later...tomorrow actually," he says walking away leaving me breathless, still surprised. "we can hang out...after school, i-if you want...not trying to force you to go-"

"i'll see you t-tomorrow," i say smiling uncontrollably. i walking my house before hearing him ride away in his bike.

poorly written
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