Dolan Twins Imagines

CreateMatters03

You sighed and slouched in your chair, your fingers tapped uncontrollably on the desk in front of you. French was actually the worst language ever.

The teacher, Miss Rancelle, stared daggers at all the students while they were in a silent mock exam. He eyes landed on you and she frowned, seeing that you weren't doing anything.

Usually in situations the teacher would get pissed and yell before sending you out, but Miss Rancid had done that many times before and it had gotten to the point where she would give you a look and you would walk out.

You pulled out you phone when she looked away and drew up Ethan's name in my contact list.

Soph: Kill me

One of the class bitches who were sat behind me coughed and spoke up 'Excuse me Miss Rancelle. I know we are in an exam but I looked up to see Sophie here on her phone. I think it's rather disapointing' I rolled my eyes and focused back on my phone.

Ethan messaged me back.

Eth: What's wrong?

Soph: French.

Soph: Plus one of the Plastics are trying to get me kicked out.

Soph: So help me I will kill her.

Eth: Come on Love, you have to do this exam.

Soph: No I don't.

Someone coughed and you looked up lazily. Miss Rancid was standing in front of your desk, she crouched before you 'Sophie. Sweetie. You need to put your phone away or leave' you sighed, and bit the inside of your cheek when the Plastic chuckled from behind me.

Eth: Will you do it? 

Eth: For me?

You looked from your phone to the teacher 'Can I do one more thing?' You asked, Miss frowned but nodded 'One thing'.

Soph: You know I'd do anything for you, Ethan Dolan x

He replied instantly.

Eth: And you know I'd do anything for you, Baby x

You smiled and began to put your phone away 'Ah' You froze. Miss Racid held out her hand 'You can collect it at the end of school' You took a deep breath and reluctantly handed it over.

Your eyes darkened as the fake voice invaded your ears again 'That's what you get. Bitch' She emphesised the last word. You ignored her and sped through the paper that was disguarded on Your desk.

*******

Once you got into it, french flew past and soon enough it was the end of school. Miss Rancid walked out, you picked up your bag and threw it onto your shoulder 'What are you hiding, Soph? Is it a bag of the good stuff? I knew your parents were like that but I didn't realise it was passed through genes' She laughed.

Your hands started to shake with frustration 'You're living on your own now aren't you? Since you're parents were both caught for dealing... When are you going to take over the family shop?' The class laughed.

'When are you going to take over the street corner, Chloe? I heard your mother works so hard, you know, being on her knees all the time' Your mouth dropped at the sound of Grayson's angry voice.

'Grayson Dolan. Chloe Horan. Stay behind. The rest of you, see you on Monday' Miss Rancid came back in and ended the class. You shot Grayson a worried look but he smiled at you reasuringly and indicated for you to go.

You ran out of the classroom but not fast enough to miss Chloe call you a freak. Tears ran down your face as you ran down the maze of hallways looking for someone who could make it all okay.

You apologised when you clipped people accidentally with your bag, the tears clouded your view so you couldn't see.

You yelled when you bumped into someone, your back arched when it hit the floor 'Crap' Someone muttered. You wanted to get up. You had to. But You couldn't.

'Sophia... Babe' Ethan's voice echoed in your ears, your eyes met his and he pulled you to his chest 'What's wrong?' He asked, wiping away your tears 'It's Gray' You hiccuped. Ethan's eyes darkened 'What did he do? Did he hurt you?' He asked, anger radiating off him.

You went to answer but nothing came out, you started choking and tearing up again. Ethan held you to him and ran his hand over your cheek 'Shh. It's okay. I'm here. It's alright' His voice cooled your rage and steadied your heartbeat.