Dolan Twins Imagines

lifeguard [e]

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what are the big white chairs lifeguards sit on called? do they have a specific name or are they called big white chairs?¿?¿

[29th august 2017]

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the sun shone brightly as you sat on the big, white chair which gave you a full view of everyone in and around the pool. you wore a red one piece that had 'lifeguard' sprawled on the back. black thongs dangled from your toes. you had a silver whistle dangling on your neck and a white visor on your head, guarding your face and eyes from the sun.

when you saw a very young boy attempting to push his friend into the pool, you blew your whistle which let out a loud and shrill noise.

"hey! stop messing around next to the pool. either get in or stay away from there!" you yelled loudly making the two boys looked at you alarmed. they nodded and went next to their parents. you didn't mean to sound rude. you just didn't want any accidents to happen- especially ones that could be easily prevented.

you sighed and leaned back in the seat, your legs dangling from the edge. you heard loud laughter from behind your seat. peeking from the side of your sunglasses, you saw two very muscular boys. they both looked alike and looked like they were older than their actual age. one of them looked at you and flashed you a smile, sending you a nod making the other one look at you. you felt your cheeks burn as you shyly smiled back and quickly turned around.

oh my god. that was so hot, you thought as you tried not to stare at the one that smiled at you as he walked past. you bit your lip when he pulled his singlet off in the way that many guys do. the one that smiled at you had a purple streak in his hair whereas the other one had brown hair.

time passed and you checked your waterproof watch, only to see that your shift would end in about 15 minutes. you couldn't help but stare at the purple streak boy as he jumped into the deep end. you heart began racing when it took him a while to resurface. you sat on the edge of your seat and let your thongs fall to the floor as you waited for him to come up. when he finally did, he was splashing around crazily and began yelling for help.

"help! somebody help me!" he yelled making you jump off your seat. everyone gathered around the pool as they watched this poor guy drown. you dived into the water without a second thought and swam towards him. under water, you held his waist tightly and helped him stay afloat as you swam to the ledge for the both of you. the guys brother helped you lift him out of the water and you sat on your knees next to him.

"everyone back away, please. he needs space." you said loudly making them nod in understand and return to their spots. you turned back to the guy and smiled at him. "you okay?"

"y-yeah. thank you." he said making his brother send him a look. you shook it off and patted his shoulder, standing up to leave.

"just some advice. don't go into the water if you can't swim. we don't want anything happening to you." you said teasingly and turned around, walking away from the brothers. you heard them arguing and something that oddly sounded like someone's head was slapped.

"hey, hey!" you heard the same guy yell so you turned back around to face him. you furrowed your brows when he came to a panting stop in front of you.

"i just wanted to say that... well... i know how to swim." he admitted sheepishly making you tilt your head.

"so why did you..." you trailed off when everything made sense. he just wanted to talk to you. you blushed and began fiddling with your fingers.

"i think you're really beautiful and i was wondering if i could... i don't know... get your number?" he said nervously and your face only grew redder. is this really happening, you thought. it was hard to believe that such a cute guy would ask for your number. he took your silence as a bad sign. "oh my god, i'm sorry i asked. you don't have to if you don't want to. oh god, this was a bad idea."

"dude, chill. i was just... thinking. yes, i'll give you my number." you said making him smile widely and hand you his phone. you typed your number into his contacts, naming yourself 'y/n⛑'. you gave his phone back which he eagerly took to see your name.

"y/n." he said breathlessly and sent you a charming smile.

"that's me. what's your name?" you asked and felt your chest thumping when he ran a hand through his wet hair. water droplets slid down his chest and his wet swimming shorts were stuck to his legs. on his ankle, it was pretty obvious that he had a few tattoos. he is one attractive boy.

"ethan. my name's ethan."