1-800-273-8255 / ethan dolan

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selicity

i lay on my back, with my eyes wide open. just, wondering.

does ethan like me?

yeah, of course he does. if he didn't, he would kiss me so damn much.

i hear footsteps and my head immediately snaps to my side, "ethan?" i call out.

no one answers.

i shrug it off and go back to thinking.

will we ever date? god i hope so.

i would totally date him, but from what i've heard he's a total player. but, from what i've seen, he's not.

i don't know what to believe.

i hear more footsteps coming from ethans little 'kitchen'. my head snaps to the side again, "ethan? you're scaring me. this isn't funny."

no response, just more light steps.

i grab my phone and dart down the stairs and into the room where ethan was sleeping.

"ethan!" i yell, bursting into the room.

he seemed to be already awake because he got up pretty quickly.

"what? what's wrong?"

"i'm pretty sure i heard footsteps.." i whine, looking behind me.

i don't fuck with this ghost shit.

"i told you that i thought my house is fucking haunted!" he exclaims, closing the door.

"can i sleep in here, with you? i'm too much of a pussy to go back up there."

he nods, sitting on the king size bed. leaving me plenty of room to sleep by him.

i lay my head on the pillow and me and ethan just sit in silence.

"ethan?" i whisper.

"yes?" he  whispers back.

"do you- never mind. it's dumb."

"no no no, tell me, sel."

"ugh. do you like, have a thing for me? like, do you like me? and not as a friend. more than that."

he doesn't say anything for a minute and i begin to get worried.

finally, he lets out a long breath.

"yes, sel. i do like you. even though we've literally known each other for a month, i am literally, head over heels for you. fuck. i can't believe i'm telling you this." he mumbles the last part.

i nod, not saying anything, taking what he said in.

he likes me, no doubt.

and i like him, no doubt.

and i would date him, also no doubt.

but not right now. wait another couple of weeks or so.

"ethan."

"yes, sel?"

"i'm head over heels for you too." i admit.

"i know, sel. i know." he mumbles, scooting closer to me.

i scoot closer to him so now there's about a foot between us. he scoots even closer, breaking the foot between us. i lay my head on his chest and close my eyes.

-

"gross." i hear someone scoff.

i roll over and open my eyes, revealing a grayson dolan, and for some odd reason my brother.