♡In Stereo Imagines ♡

Ethan //IG:insterection

It was like any other boring teenage party. Loud crappy ear-piercing music blasted through huge speakers from the house. The smell of too much deodorant suffocated me as I walked through the crowd of Sweaty bodies. Why did I even come? It wasn't like I knew any of these people anyway? What else are you gonna do on a Friday night right? Not right. I had so many things I could do. But yet again I decided to tag along with Ethan. He was always looking for a good time. I'm just sick of it. Always running after him. Continuously longing for his presence every time he's not with me. Everything about him is one big adventure. Except I'm sick of the adventure. All I wanted right now was to be at home in bed cuddled up in my blankets with my extremely tasteful music blasting through my headphones.

I kept struggling to get through the crowd. 'AHHHHHH' someone yelled in my ear. He Might have actually said something but to me it sounded like 'AHHHHH'. I was so irritated I pushed him back and kept making my way through the crowd. I finally reached the front door. I pulled it open and walked outside past the people grossly making out. The cold air hit me. I closed my eyes and took a deep breathe. 'Enough Y/N. Stop running after a guy who isn't interested'. I think that's what I needed. Besides. We'll still be friends. I turned and headed down the street. The music got quieter and quieter. Soon the only sounds where the cars in the distance, my footsteps and some crickets making chirping noises. It was peaceful. Just me and my own company. The street light lit up along the road. The walk wasn't about a 30 minute walk but it seemed longer. I began to wonder where Ethan was. I guess it didn't really matter. He wasn't worried about where I was. I hadn't seen him since we got there. I approached my house. I saw A dark figure sitting on the edge of the path with his legs crossed. I knew who it was. He was wearing the beanie I brought him for his birthday.

I stopped walking slightly scuffing my feet along the path. He looked up at me and quickly stood up. He walked out of the shadow towards me with the street light lighting up his face. "Ethan what are you doing here? I thought you were at the party?" I asked slipping my phone into my pocket. "I left early it was pretty boring and the music sucked" he giggled. I laughed at him. "Yeah it did" I said tucking a piece of hair behind my ear. "I need to tell you something". He looked nervous. "Yeah okay what do you want to tell me?" Ethan stated fidgeting with the zipper on his jacket. We stood for a few moments in silence. He was looking down. "I sort of......." What's he gonna say this time? "I...I-Uh" he started to stutter. "Etho its me, don't be scared I'll understand whatever you have to tell me". He looked up into my eyes. "I like you Y/N. A lot. Like so much it scares me sometimes" The friendly smile I had on my face disappeared. I felt my toes go tingly and then the feeling shot up my body so fast I couldn't comprehend the words that just came out of his mouth. I felt heat on my cheeks and I knew they'd flushed bright pink. "You-um-uh-whabu....." Dammit Y/N speak real words. I thought in my head. Along with the other millions of thoughts flashing through my mind. I took in a sharp breathe. "But Ethan you like me? How since when? How long have? And oh my god" I started panicking really bad. I had my hand over my mouth. In complete excited shock. He was only 15cm away from me. He leaned forward. My heart started racing. He gently took my hand away from my mouth and leaned forward. His hand trailed around my waist. My mind went blank. The only thought on my mind was Ethan. I felt his hot breathe against my lips before he placed his soft gentle lips on mine. The tingles came back. The kiss went on... And the tingles didn't go away. It was perfect. Some sort of typical teenage kiss. I wasn't really one of those people who enjoy Stereotypical teen kissing scenes. But this one... This was my one exception. The way Ethan's lips felt against mine. The way he held me. Nothing mattered. Just him.