im trying to write imagines again, so sorry for the quality. im trying haha.

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there was something about ethan dolan that made him stand out. no, it wasn't his poor fashion choices or the way he would accidentally bump into lockers but the way he got back up and presented himself. he became a recluse after he was brutally rejected by one of the prettiest girls in school. she was a total bitch but no one ever said that to her face.

when he quickly passed me in the hallway my heart skipped beat. i was drawn to him and i still hadn't quite figured out why. i closely followed behind him to the cafeteria where he sat in the back corner by his lonesome.

"y/n! over here, we saved you a seat," my friends smiled at me. i nodded to them and looked towards ethan who's head was buried in a book. "hurry and sit, chica!"

i don't know why my feet began to move before my mind processed it but they led me to ethan dolan's table. he didn't seem to notice my presence so i lightly coughed.

"oh my gosh!" he jumped and covered his hand over his heart. "sorry! i uh, didn't see you there. nobody really ever comes over here." he sadly spoke.

i could feel my heart ache for him. "may i?" i pointed to the seat across from him.

he nodded. "yeah, yeah! go for it."

"im y/n, by the way," i smiled. now that i was closer, i could see just how beautiful he was.

"im ethan," he smiled.

he nervously fumbled with his book. "what are you reading?" i questioned. it wasn't a book i had ever seen before in the library, not that i went there very often anyway.

the yellow toned book slipped from his hands to the table where it made a soft noise. "it's called 'you get so alone at times that it just makes sense' by charles bukowski. it's not that popular of a book anymore."

"is it good?"

he chuckled. "define good."

i felt a smile creep onto my face as i thought about the future of ethan and i. friends turned lovers, what a lovely story that's waiting to be told.