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strangerquinns · 4 years ago

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can we get something about grayson’s gf zoning out sometimes like it’s just something she does when she’s anxious and gray is always so patient and goes to her straight away staying with her and bringing her out of it by being touchy and whispering stuff to her

College AU

You were never good at expressing yourself. Any time you were feeling like things were coming around you and caving in, you suffered in silence. One thing that helped Grayson know when you needed him was whenever you became silent and zoned off. He’d look over and see you looking off into the distance with a blank expression on your face. Any time that happened he knew that meant it was time to go or pull you away from whatever you were working on.

Right now the two of you were at a house party, bodies pressed tightly together as music vibrated off the walls along with people’s conversations. Grayson wasn’t really one for parties, but Ethan had somehow convinced him to go out. And with that, Grayson somehow convinced you to go out. The night started off fine. You were having a good time talking with Kristina and Mando, watching as Grayson and Ethan played beer pong. But as the night went along soon your anxiety came in full force.

First, your hands began to get a little shaky and around you, everyone’s conversations started sounding like they were underwater. Beside you, Kristina laughed loudly as a joke that Mando had said, but you sat there silent. Grayson felt like he was in the zone, his face hurting from the smile that was on his face. He wasn’t really much of a drink, but a soft buzz was coursing through his veins from the few rounds of beer pong he was playing with his brother and friends. But for a moment, it was like something within him told him to check on you. His eyes scanned over the party before settling where you sat with Kristina and Mando not too far from where they were playing. Around you, everyone was laughing, talking, and drinking but you sat staring off to the side. He knew that look.

Grayson quickly whispered something to Ethan before moving towards you, not even waiting for a response before he was moving towards you. He bent down and asked Mandon to jump in for him, before moving to kneel down in front of you. His touch didn’t even fully pull you out, letting him know that you were deep into your own mind.

“Baby,” Grayson spoke softly, grasping your hand tightly while the other reached up to caress your face softly. You jumped slightly from the touch but your eyes stayed focused on a random spot to the side. “Hey, [Y/N], let’s get out of here.”

You whimpered softly, Grayson not able to hear it due to the loud music and conversation around him before he was pulling you from your seat. You followed behind him, keeping your hands clasped together, as his thumb rubbed against the back of your hand. Grayson led the two of you away from the main part of the party and pulling you into the fresh air onto a balcony up on the second floor. The moment Grayson slid the door behind you, the music was cut off, and slowly you were coming out of it.

Grayson walked to you and gently caressed your face so you were looking up towards him, your eyes were slightly unfocused as your hands shook against his chest. His thumbs rubbed against your cheeks before bending down and kissing along your nose. Another whimper came from you, this time Grayson hearing it, as you closed your eyes.

“That’s it, angel,” Grayson whispered into your ear. “Come back to me.”

Your hands fisted his shirt tightly and stepped closer to him so you could fully feel his warmth around you. Grayson moved his hands from your face before gently moving them along your arms, before wrapping his arms around you.

“Gray,” you spoke softly with a slight crack in your voice.

“I’m here, I’m here.” Grayson kissed the top of your head. “You ok?”

He wanted to hear you say that you were as you shook slightly in his arms, your body pressed against his. He nuzzled his face into your hair and began to rock you back and forth slightly.

You nodded your head before whispering a soft “yes,”

“I’m so sorry, I shouldn’t have brought us out to this stupid party,” Grayson spoke as guilt sat heavy in his gut.

You pulled back to look up towards him, “You didn’t do anything wrong.”

“Still feel bad.” Grayson frowned before bending down and kissing your lips softly. “Let’s get out of here and head home, yeah?”

You nodded your head before reaching down and grasping your hand tightly. The two of you moved through the party again before saying goodbye to your friends. You hugged your body tightly to Grayson’s as you went out of the frat house and headed towards his small apartment right at the top of the campus. The two of you didn’t speak as you walked, enjoying each other’s silence as he wrapped his arms around you tightly.

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dolantwinsfavss · 5 years ago

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Meant To Be {g.d}

Always (Part 2) // Masterlist

“Gray?” You mumbled after waking up to realize that Grayson’s side of the bed hadn’t been slept on.

Rubbing your tired eyes, you noticed a faint light coming from the living room and got out of bed, wrapped yourself in a blanket and headed to the living room to see a very tired Grayson on his laptop while Ethan slept beside him.

“Hey why are you still up?” You whispered before yawning.

“Hmm?” Grayson slowly blinked before saying, “Oh um we’re editing a video... What are you doing up?”

“I woke up and realized you weren’t in bed yet.” You sighed sitting next to him, “I thought you were going to go to bed early tonight.”

“Y-Yeah. I was but then things weren’t working out the way we wanted them to and I guess I just lost track of time?” Grayson said never taking his eyes off the screen.

You could see how tired he was. He was trying so hard to stay awake, eyelids drooping every few minutes and rubbing his face with his hands. You hated seeing him like this, sacrificing his own health for work... once again.

You reached over and softly scratched the nape of his neck which he instinctively leaned into. “You promised you would stop pulling all nighters for videos remember?”

“I know I know. It’s just we promised our fans the video would be up tomorrow and I don’t want to let them down.” Grayson said softly, finally looking into your eyes. You could see that he truly wanted to keep his promise. He absolutely hated it when he broke any promise and that’s just the way he was. Someone who was always true to his word. Always wanting others to be happy.

“Grayson. Your fans will understand if the video isn’t out tomorrow. They know how hard you guys work on them and how far you’ve come to put videos out for yourself, not their views.” You explained softly, hoping you would be able to change his mind.

“I just... I know. I know what we said about not having a deadline or rushing to put out a video, but sometimes I still feel guilty for being selfish.” Grayson admitted with sorrow in his voice.

In that moment you could feel your heart breaking into a million pieces. The man who always wears his heart on his sleeve, despite being fucked over so many times, feels selfish for putting his happiness above others.

You placed your hand on his cheek and brushed his soft skin with your thumb while saying, “Grayson Bailey Dolan. You are the least selfish person I know. Don’t say that putting your own health and happiness above others is being selfish because you’re not. You’re finally taking care of yourself after all these years. And your fans will love and support you endlessly as will I, but how can they do that when you’re not taking care of yourself? You have to put yourself first, no matter what or who, including me. It breaks my heart to see you're pushing yourself to the point of burning out. So please don’t ever say that you’re selfish.”

Grayson knew you were right. You were always right. Somehow you always knew what to say at the right time. And that’s what he loved most about you.

Grayson rested his head on yours and closed his eyes. “I love you.” He softly mumbled, not knowing what the right words were to say in that moment.

“I love you too.” You smiled before pulling him into a soft kiss.

You pulled away and put the laptop to sleep, “Now go get ready for bed while I try to get Ethan to go his bed so he doesn’t complain about his back hurting tomorrow.” He chuckled and placed a kiss on you forehead before walking towards his room.

Somehow you managed to get Ethan into bed, but before you were able to close his door, you heard, “Y/N?”

“Yeah E?”

“Thank you for taking care of Grayson.” Ethan said with a smile on his face before falling back asleep. He didn’t know it at the time, but his words made you smile.

“Goodnight E.”

“Goodnight Y/N.” He said before you closed his door to head back to Grayson’s room.

When you got to the room, Grayson was already asleep. As you laid next to him, you couldn’t help but to stare. How can someone look so perfect and be so perfect?

“Like what you see?” Grayson mumbled into his pillow, opening one eye to look at you, “Take a picture, it’ll last longer.”

You chuckled, “I would, but I think I just want to enjoy this moment with you.”

He reached over and pulled you into his chest, wrapping your legs with his. “Your feet are so cold.” Grayson said, making the both of you laugh.

“I know. They’re always cold but that’s why I have you to warm them up for me.” You said, leaning your forehead against his chest.

For the remainder of the night, the two of you laid in each other’s arms, mindlessly drawing shapes on each other until Grayson whispered, “Y/N?”

“Yeah?”

“Do you ever think about our future together?” He asked, feeling his heart race when you didn’t answer him right away.

Truth was, you have. For a while now actually. You’ve pictured the way he would propose, the day of your wedding, even starting a family with him. Grayson has been the only person everything has felt right with. You never knew what love felt like until you met him.

“Yeah all of the time.” You spoke softly before placing a kiss on his chest. “Have you?”

“Yeah. For our wedding, we’ll be surrounded by all of the people we love and I know from the moment you walk down that aisle, I’m going to start crying because of how happy I am to finally spend forever with you. And for our honeymoon, we’ll go wherever you like. Just the two of us. It’ll be unforgettable, a time to start the beginning of our lives together. Then when we’re ready, we’ll start a family. Have a house right next to Ethan just like him and I have always dreamed. Maybe we’ll have kids at the same time as Ethan so then they can all grow up together. And maybe we’ll have twins just like how Ethan and I are. We’ll travel the world and be so happy. Then we’ll grow old and smelly together because we’re meant to be.”

You knew this wasn’t going to be anytime soon, probably years from now, but the fact that he’s thought about all of this or the thought of him mentioning spending the rest of his life with you to his mom, Ethan, and Cameron, made your heart melt.

“I love that. It’s everything I’ve always dreamed of.” You softly said

He pulled you closer, if that was even possible, and placed a kiss on your forehead. “I love you, my angel. I can’t wait to spend forever with you.”

“I love you too.” You said as the two of you fell asleep in each others arms.

This is where you were meant to be. Right here with the love of your life. The two of you were meant to be.

But wasn’t always like this.

You were happy... a long time ago.

You were the couple everyone wished they could be. Everyone was sure would get married and live the perfect lives destined for each other. But it broke your heart knowing the future you once envisioned with the boy you loved was slipping away day by day.

One day you were so in love with each other, planning your wedding, how many kids you would have... And the next... it was like you were strangers again.

But tonight was different. It seemed like every little fight was leading to the biggest fight you’ve ever had and it scared you knowing what might come next.

“Would you stop walking away from me when I’m trying to talk to you?!” Grayson shouted as he followed you into the house.

“Fine. You want to talk? Let’s talk. Let’s talk about how you were kissing another girl tonight.“ You said slamming the keys on the counter before turning around to face an angry Grayson.

“I pushed her away! You saw me do it!”

“Yeah that was after I caught you shoving your tongue down her throat!” You said shaking your head, “God knows if I wasn’t there, you’d be doing a lot more than just making out.”

“You’re one to talk...” Grayson scoffed while crossing his arms.

“What’s that supposed to mean?!” You shouted angrily at him, not ready to believe the words that were about to come out of his mouth.

“It means I shouldn’t be the one who should be accused of cheating when you’re the one who’s been flirting with every guy you see!”

Is he actually being serious? Did he really think that you would cheat on him? I am so fucking in love with him that it hurts. But it hurts even more to think that he thinks I would...

“Are you fucking kidding me right now?! Do you really think that I would cheat on you?!” You shouted, tears threatening to spill from your eyes.

He didn’t say a word, but that’s all what you needed for an answer. He really believed you would...

“You know what? I’m done. Do whatever you want, but I’m not going to stand here and be accused of something I would never do.” You managed to say as your voice broke before leaving Grayson standing in the living room.

You were angry, hurt, and betrayed. Never have you felt so much pain in your life, especially with Grayson. Your whole entire relationship was filled with nothing but love and happiness. It was hard to believe that in this moment you would feel so empty.

Your vision became blurry as tears spilled from your eyes. You couldn’t stay there anymore. You just couldn’t... so you began to pack your bags until you were interrupted by the one your heart still yearned for.

“Wh-what are you doing?” Grayson said with a quiet voice as he stood in the doorway, praying his mind was just playing tricks with him.

“I don’t know anymore. I don’t know.” You said continuing to throw your things into your bags, not daring to look at Grayson because you knew if you stopped, you would break down right then and there.

“St-stop we can fix this. Just stop... please.” Grayson said walking towards you as he continued to watch you.

“Grayson. Just leave me alone!”

“Y/N we can talk about this! Just please stop!” He begged, but you wouldn’t listen.

“No Grayson! I’m so tired of fighting for something that doesn’t exist!”

“What are you talking about?” He asked, not moving from his spot.

“You! Me! Us! Don’t you get it? We barely talk to each and when we are we’re at each other’s throats!” You said as more tears fell.

“If you would just talk to me, we can work this out.” Grayson said, feeling himself begin to choke up.

“But we can’t Grayson! Every time we try to, it always leads back to us fighting over and over ag-” By now the tears were streaming endlessly and Grayson knew that if he didn’t do something now, he would lose you forever.

Grayson quickly grabbed your wrists and pulled you into his chest. You didn’t even try to fight him. It was no use. Even after all the screaming and crying, you still couldn’t help but to feel safe in his arms like you belonged there.

“P-Please. We can f-fix this. Please don’t... Please don’t go... I can’t lose you.” He sobbed into your neck as he held tightly in his arms.

You couldn’t bring yourself to say the words that needed to be said so you stayed silent as the both of you stood there with tears falling from your eyes. Neither of you wanted to ruin what could be the last moment of your relationship.

Somehow you both ended up laying in bed in each other’s arms, but still no words were exchanged as the both of you were terrified of what the other might say until you asked quietly, “Are you happy?”

He paused for a moment, debating if he should say the words that would keep this relationship alive or the words his heart felt was right. Earlier in the beginning of your relationship if you had asked him that, in a heartbeat he would say yes because that was true. But now... he wasn’t so sure, “I don’t know... Are you?”

I really wish I was. I wish I could lie and tell you that I am but I’m not.

Just like Grayson, you contemplated on what should be said next. But you knew what your heart wanted. “I want to be...”

As the night grew on, the both of you fell asleep from how tired you were. But you woke up earlier than expected, leaving you to find yourself wrapped up in Grayson’s arms for one last time. You carefully untangled yourself from him and finished packing your things, careful not to wake Grayson up.

By the time you were finished, he still was sound asleep, except this time soft snores came from his slightly a-gaped mouth. You couldn’t help but to feel your heart melt at how peaceful he looked. Something inside you still wished there was something you could do to save your relationship, if there was anything left that is. But you had promised yourself you needed to do what’s best for you so you placed a soft kiss to his temple and whispered, “I love you.”

No matter how much it hurt you to leave him. It hurt more knowing you weren’t right for each other.

Grayson woke up to the sound of the door closing after you had left. He fluttered his eyes open as they adjusted to the sunlight shining into the room. “Good morning angel.” He said expecting you to be by his side, but was shocked to see your side of the bed empty.

He quickly got out of bed and ran out to the rest of the house as memories of last night flooded his mind, “Y/N? No... No!” He was praying you didn’t do what you had thought of before, but when he couldn’t find you, he had lost all hope.

As Grayson reentered his room, he found a note with his name on it. With shaky hands, he picked the letter, terrified of what you wrote. But he knew that if he didn’t do it now, he would never be able to.

With defeat Grayson sat on his bed, heart racing a mile a minute, he began to read:

Grayson Bailey Dolan.

My love. My heart. My everything.

I love you. I will always love you.

Never in a million years I thought I’d be writing this letter to you nor would we ever be in this position... But I guess time has changed over the last few years, hasn’t it?

I will never forget the day I met you. Sometimes I wonder what happened if I took a different route or went at a different time, then I would have never met you. But I’m so glad I didn’t because I met you and from that moment on, I have felt nothing but love and happiness I’ve only dreamt about.

You’ve given me the love I never thought I was capable of because you learned how to love my flaws, especially my never-ending questions when I worry too much. Most importantly, you learned how to love me when I pushed you away and built walls to keep everyone out. I never thought someone was going to be able to breakdown those walls, but you did. You made me into a better version of myself, pushing me to chase my dreams and being there every step of the way. You never left my side.

Gosh and that night when you brought up our future, I swore I fell more in love than ever because you saw a future with me. You planned out everything to the point where we grow old and smelly together. That future was so perfect and I was so ready to love you forever and ever. And if you asked me to marry you that night, I would have. Just like any other day. I would in a heartbeat.

But somehow along the way I guess we fell out of love. Day by day that future we planned together was slipping away. Nights together weren’t the same. Grayson... I tried. I tried to stay a little longer, but my heart couldn’t take it anymore. We weren’t happy. I wasn’t happy.

Please know that this is the hardest thing I’ve ever done. It physically hurts me to write this as you’re sound asleep two doors down. I never wanted to hurt you.

They say that if you love someone, let them go. And if they come back to you, they’re yours to keep. God I am hoping this is the case, Grayson. I hope that one day we’ll run into each other, years from now and be able to finally have our future together. I can’t wait for that day because I will still be in love with you and hopefully you’ll still feel the same. But for now, I guess this is... see you soon.

I love you.

-Y/N

When Grayson finally managed to finish the letter, his heart broke into a million pieces. He never wanted to hurt you. He loves you more than anything in the world. He would do anything to turn back time and give you the love you deserve.

He put down the letter and picked up the engagement ring he gave you a few months ago, made to fit you perfectly and read the words engraved into the ring:

Meant To Be. -G

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justanotherwhitemanswhore · 5 years ago

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fxkthatdairy · 5 years ago

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Pretty Woman- Ethan Dolan Series (Part One:Wild One)

Overview: Ethan Dolan is the CEO of the most notorious reconstruction company in New York City. On one of his business trips to the city of Los Angeles, he meets an intriguing street woman by the name of (Y/N) (Y/L/N). Ethan hires (Y/N) to be his company for his week in Los Angeles, but what happens when the two very different individuals slowly begin to fall for each other. Will they be able to set aside their differences and work out or will they both end up more hurt than when they started? Heavily based on the film Pretty Woman but with a few twists that I have up my sleeve.

Warnings: mentions of prostitution, slight mentions of abuse, (not a lot in this part)

Ethan Dolan,one half of the chief executive officers of the most notorious reconstruction company; Dolan’s Reconstruction Corporation. The company was based out of New York but had spread globally throughout the years. Ethan Dolan was a true businessman, his whole life revolved around business. He had lost his first wife; Addison Thompson, because she said that he was never home and never paid attention to her or even loved on her. The cold honest truth about his marriage to Addison was to please his mother who was worried about her son growing up alone. He never loved Addison and she never loved him, it was just an attraction that caused them to get married. Once he divorced, he became a sort of playboy, almost every two weeks he had replaced another model with another. Which led to his current conversation with his most recent fling, April Reed, well known Victoria Secrets model.

“I swear Ethan, you are never home, you only ever talk to me if you want sex. Hell, I talk to your assistant more than I ever talk with you. So we are over, by the time you get back, all my stuff will be moved out of your condo,” April furiously yelled through the phone, angry about the CEO’s most recent business trip to the city of Los Angeles, where he was working on buying and reconstructing a well known expensive neighborhood

“Whatever you say April, leave your key at the front desk when you leave,” Ethan said, leaving a bewildered and frustrated model on the other end of the phone as he hung up the phone. It didn’t bother Ethan when the girls got frustrated and left because he never gets attached.

“Another one gone,” questioned Ethan’s business partner, other CEO, and own twin brother, Grayson Dolan.

“Yeah, doesn’t matter, all that matters now is getting that deal made with Mr.Rogers on the neighborhood near Rodeo Drive,” Ethan said as he adjusted his tie. The two brothers were currently heading to a realtors party to try and persuade Eugene Rogers, the current owner of the Villa Grande neighborhood, a very run-down neighborhood near one of the most popular places in Los Angeles, into selling the neighborhood to them so they could renovate it and bring in wealthy families into the neighborhood.

“You know mom is right, you focus so much on business, that you don’t spend any time on your own personal life,” Grayson said as he pulled into the parking garage of the building where the party was being held.

“Well, I don’t see you in any kind of relationship so yeah,” Ethan said as he got out of the car. It was true that Grayson Dolan was happily single and he wasn’t interested in any kind of relationship. Grayson was waiting for the right woman to walk into his life and until then he was content with himself. Unlike Ethan though, Grayson knew how to separate himself from work. He had a hobby in playing the piano and building projects (the irony of owning a Reconstruction company).

“Ethan, I know when to separate myself from work and you don't and that’s just the truth,” Grayson said as he got out of the car as well, locking it before putting the keys in his blazer pocket.

“I know how to separate myself from work,” Ethan said with a scoff but deep down he knew he truly didn’t.

The two brothers walked into the party together. The party was held in a very elegant ballroom and a bunch of rich snobs filled the entire room. Immediately businesses began walking up to the notorious Dolan Twins trying to sell off their properties or even trying to score a partnership where they would renovate the building and on any other day the brothers would have probably be more inclined to talk but today was different, they had a mission on their mind and they were not going to stop until the bought Villa Grande from Eugene Rogers, who was currently by the bar surrounded by other reconstruction owners.

Across town from the party on Melrose Avenue, sat a popular bar called “The Tipsy Cow”. Next to the bar, a rundown, low income, apartment building housed most of the “employees” of the Tipsy Cow. In reality, these employees were prostitutes that frequently picked up men at the Tipsy Cow. The best-known prostitute was (Y/N) (Y/L/N) who often went by her alias of Bunny. (Y/N)’s apartment was at the top of the three-story building and had one studio styled room. (Y/N) was currently standing in front of her bathroom mirror fixing her long black wig and a skimpy top that she currently had on. It was a Saturday night, which brought in a lot of desperate men that would pay her high dollar to have sex with them.

Out of the twelve girls that were common around “The Tipsy Cow”, (Y/N) was the most asked for because not only was she the youngest but she was the wildest one there. She had become a fan favorite last year when she moved from a small town in Georgia and has been ever since. (Y/N)’s father was never in her life and she was raised by her clueless mother and abusive stepfather so when she finally got tired of living in the same small town she moved to Los Angeles. She was only 21 when she moved to Los Angeles and her mother offered her no financial support so all (Y/N) had was the 5,000 dollars that she saved up in Georgia, which looked like a lot but in Los Angeles, it wasn’t enough. She used the money to rent the current apartment that she was in for 1,000 a month and then she walked right into the Tipsy Cow for a job and she met Peach, whose real name was Andrea, and since then she’s worked as a prostitute. It wasn’t her dream job if anything she wanted to go to college and study to get her degree in Psychology and become a counselor but she never had enough money for that so she settled for what she could get. The money she got from “work”, she used to buy her essential items and rent and then saved the rest in hopes one day she could go to college.

(Y/N) grabbed her purse which mainly contained her array of condoms, lubes, and even a few viagra pills. She also carried dental floss, toothpaste, and sample-sized bottles of body wash. She was a very clean woman, was on birth control, and made sure to get tested every month to make sure she was clean of STDs. (Y/N) locked her apartment door behind her before heading down the stairs that violated safety precautions but everyone was just extra careful using them. At the end of the stairs, she bent down to fix her knee-high heeled boots, which caused her mini skirt to rise up and caused a lot of stares which she was used to by now. She walked out of the apartment building and straight over to “The Tipsy Cow”, where she was immediately let in.

“Good Evening Bunny, looks like there is gonna be a decent-sized crowd tonight,” Said James, the bartender, and owner of ‘The Tipsy Cow”. He didn’t hire the girls that would pick up men from his bar but he did help them out as much as he could. They brought more business to his bar since they had been there.

“Sure is James, I feel like tonight someone big is gonna come in!” (Y/N) said in excitement. She spoke truthfully because ever since she started getting ready she had a feeling she was gonna meet someone big.

As the crowds started flowing in, (Y/N) did what she knew best, she started making small talk, asking people to dance with her, and she even would run and go buy the men their drinks for them. This time she walked up to the bar to get an older man a beer and she forgot all about it when she saw a man dressed in a suit and tie sitting at the bar stools which was strange because normally guys would be wearing jeans and an old tee shirt. The man spiked (Y/N)’s interest and she forgot all about the man's beer and walked up to the man who looked out of place.

Back at the party, Grayson and Ethan had finally gotten Eugene Rogers to themselves. They were on the balcony of the ballroom that the party was held in and it wasn’t long now until the Twin’s would sucker Mr.Rogers into selling them the property.

“Mr.Rogers, we would like to offer you 15 million dollars for the entire Villa Grande neighborhood,” Ethan had brought up the deal as he sipped on his glass of champagne.

“I’m sorry Mr.Ethan but I’m not really interested in selling the property,” Mr.Rogers said as he sat down in one of the chairs on the balcony.

“Mr.Rogers, this is an unbeatable deal, we would renovate each one of the houses, and offer you a portion of all the money that we make for reselling the renovated houses,” Grayson spoke trying to persuade Mr.Rogers on his opinion.

“You see that’s the thing, there are already people living there, what happens to those people,” Mr.Rogers questioned.

“We would make sure they were taken care of and compensate them,” Ethan said walking across the floor. This wasn’t how Ethan had pictured this meeting going and it put him in a very awkward situation which caused his nervous habit of pacing to start to show.

“How about this, Wednesday I take you two and possibly your dates out to dinner with my son and I and we can talk more on this, I would like his opinion on the situation,” Mr Rogers said standing up and straightening up his jacket.

“That’s a deal Mr.Rogers,” Grayson said and shook Mr.Rogers hand and Ethan followed suit.

“Thank you both, I’ll have my assistant send you two the information later tonight, Enjoy the party.” Mr Rogers said before walking away leaving the twins standing on the balcony.

“Well that didn’t go as planned,” Ethan sighed and downed the rest of his bottle of champagne before wandering off to the bar area they had. Grayson ran his fingers through his hair knowing his brother was holding his emotions inside because he couldn’t separate from work. He knew that he was probably gonna have to get an Uber because his brother was going to go to the “bar” they had at this party, find out they don’t have hard liquor, and leave to go find some bar and come back home drunk.

“Excuse me Ma’am do you have any bourbon?,” Ethan asked the bartender as he leaned against the bartop.

“No sir we do not, all we have that is an alcoholic beverage is champagne,” The bartender said politely.

“Okay, thank you,” Ethan said and walked away from the bar and walked out of the ballroom. He texted Grayson real quick to get an uber because he was going to take the rental car out somewhere. That somewhere was not known by Ethan at the time. Ethan got in the car and pulled out the parking garage and headed down the streets. He kept looking around until he found The Tipsy Cow which sparked his interest so he parked the rental car in the parking lot. He got out and grabbed his wallet and walked into the bar. He definitely stood out among everyone in the bar but he just ignored the strange looks and walked over and sat down on one of the bar stools.

‘What can I get you sir?” James, the bartender, asked as he saw Ethan sit down on the bar stool.

“Bourbon, please” Ethan said, sliding his suit jacket off and laying it across the seat beside him. He rolled up the sleeves of his white button up and waited for his drink.

“You seem out of place, mister,” (Y/N) said sliding into the unused seat right next to Ethan.

Ethan glanced up and was greeted with the two most vibrant (e/c) eyes he had seen, he didn’t notice the skimpy clothes, or obviously fake hair. He was intrigued to say so so he decided he was going to follow up in a conversation.

“Yeah, Needed a drink and they didn’t have it at the party I was at, so I ended up here,” Ethan said as he took a sip of his glass.

“Well I’m glad you ended up here…” (Y/N) trailed on hoping for him to mention his name.

“Ethan, and what’s yours?” Ethan said.

“Nice to meet you Ethan, I’m Bunny,” (Y/N) said using her alias name.

Ethan wasn’t dumb, he knew what her job was, and he knew that her real name was not bunny, and he knew she was baiting him to have sex with her for money but Ethan didn’t necessarily wanted sex right now, he wanted someone to talk with, and she was who he wanted to get to know. For some reason, he felt the urge to get to know who she was, behind the fake name and wig.

“You know if you want, we can go to your place and I can make you feel good,” (Y/N) said twirling a strand of her hair around her finger.

“How much?” Ethan asked knowing that it was here intent of luring him. Normally, he wouldn’t do this kind of thing but he wasn’t paying her for what she thinks he is going to do.

“For you, $300 for the whole night,” (Y/N) said as she grabbed her bag.

“That sounds like a deal to me,” Ethan said, shaking her hand and downing the last bit of bourbon from his glass and slipping a 20 on the bar. He threw his jacket back over and grabbed his car keys. (Y/N) followed him to his car which was a nice black 2013 Chevy Corvette. Back in her hometown, she bonded with her stepbrothers over cars.

“Nice car, Ethan,” (Y/N) said as she slid into the open door that Ethan had opened for her like a gentleman.

“Thanks, it’s a rental, I’m just in town visiting for a business trip” Ethan said as he got in on the drivers side,

“Where are you from?” (Y/N) asked out of curiosity as she adjusted her mini skirt.

“I’ll tell you when you tell me what your real name is because I know it’s not bunny,” Ethan said as he followed the route back to the hotel penthouse that he was currently staying in. He knew that he didn’t have to worry about Grayson because they got separate penthouses.

“Fine, my name’s (Y/N), now where are you from, Ethan?” (Y/N) said in a sigh of defeat. She had never given her real name to anyone but there was something about Ethan that made her want to give it to him.

“That’s a pretty name, and I was born in New Jersey but I live and work from New York,” Ethan said.

“Thank you,” (Y/N) said under her breath as she adjusted her skirt again out of nervous habit. She had never been nervous with a guy before.

“Looks like we are here, here wear this, people can be judgmental,” Ethan said as he handed her his suit jacket.

“Thanks,” (Y/N) said as she wrapped the jacket around her. It fit like a dress on her and Ethan took her hand and led her into the lobby where he rushed them into the elevator. (Y/N) felt all the stares on her but she was used to them. In this industry you had to have thick skin. Ethan hit the button that took them to the penthouse level and she bounced back and forth on the balls of her feet. The elevator opened and they walked down the hallway and Ethan unlocked the door. The room blew (Y/N)’s mind when he opened the door. It was larger than her whole apartment and was in mint condition.

“Make yourself at home,” Ethan said as he walked to the kitchen and grabbed two wine glasses.

(Y/N) walked in and looked around the room, it was truly beautiful. She then took Ethan’s suit jacket off and laid it over the dining room chair. She opened her bag and pulled out her small cosmetics bag full of condoms and pulled it out. She joined Ethan in the kitchen and slid the bag over to Ethan.

“What’s this?” Ethan said and picked the bag up and looked inside. His eyes kinda filled with shock at the amount of condoms and the different types of condoms in there, “Oh that’s what this is,”

“You choose, and yeah, I’m a safety girl,” (Y/N) said with a smirk and twirled her hair around her finger.

“I’m flattered but I’m not in the mood right now, I honestly just wanted some company,” Ethan said, pouring two glasses of red wine.

“Oh,” (Y/N) said as she grabbed the bag and put it back up.

“Here you go,” Ethan said and handed her the glass of wine.

“Thank you,” (Y/n) said and grabbed the wine glass, “Since you’ve got me for the night, can i get something a little more comfortable please,”

“Of course, give me a minute, let me go grab something for you real quick,” Ethan said and walked back into his room to grab her some clothes.

(Y/N) walked around the penthouse and admired every single piece of furniture. The walls were a beautiful grey color and the sofas were white and the furniture pieces were stained a dark color. The TV screen in the living room was absolutely huge. The kitchen was open and it was gorgeous. The marble countertops, gas stove, stainless steel appliances, and island with bar stools. It was every inner girl's dream to have this kitchen.

“Here you go, they might be a little big on you but they should work,” Ethan said walking over to (Y/N) and handing her a pair of clothes, “You can go in the bathroom to change,”

“Thank you,” She said and ventured off into his master bedroom that was connected to the master bathroom. She was in awe at the bedroom. The bed was a king sized bed with an elegant black comforter and multiple pillows. The walls were the same toned grey from the living room and were adorned by very sophisticated pieces of Artwork. A large flat screen hung from the wall and underneath was a dark stained dresser. This man truly had a lot of money, she noted to ask him later what he does for a living. She walked into the bathroom and changed into the grey sweatpants and oversized black t-shirt that Ethan had given her. The clothes were very comfortable and smelled of over expensive cologne. She walked out of the bathroom and found Ethan cutting up some strawberries and putting them in a bowl.

“Thank you for the clothes, they are very comfortable,” (Y/N) said as she stuffed the clothes into the bag she brought with her.

“No problem, I hope you like strawberries, thought you might want a small snack,” Ethan said as he slid the bowl of strawberries across the table to her.

“They are my favorite, thank you,” (Y/N) said with a blush and tucked a strand of hair behind her ear.

“(Y/N), I have a proposition for you and I’ll even pay you big but don’t feel pressured to say yes,” Ethan said seriously as he sipped on his glass of wine.

“I’m all ears, Ethan,” (Y/N) said, curious to what the proposition could be.

“Stay with me for a week and attend a few dinners with me, like I said don’t feel pressured to say yes, but if you do say yes I’ll pay you.” Ethan said hoping she would say yes but wanting her not to feel pressured.

“How much?” (Y/N) said taking in everything, she already knew her answer but she just wanted to see.

“50,000,” Ethan said, shooting high, he didn’t know why but he felt like having her with him for this week was meant to happen.

“You’ve got yourself a deal, Mr.Dolan, consider me yours for the week,” (Y/N) said with a smile as she grabbed the bowl of strawberries and sat down on the couch.

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iheartgrayson · 5 years ago

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👽 EDITS MASTERLIST 👽

INCORECT DOLAN QUOTES

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RANDOM

IT FUCKING HAPPEND PRINCESS1 PRINCESS2 IT HAPPENDED BITCHES MINI IMAGINE CAN’T...

GRAYSON BAILEY DOLAN

1 2 3 AU:VACATION IN HAWAII WITH GRAYSON! AU:BEING MARRIED TO GRAYSON DOLAN! AU:DATING GRAYSON! AU: BEING IN A RELATIONSHIP WITH GRAYSON pt.2

AU: GRAYSON’S GONNA PROPOSE TO YOU!

AU: GRAYSON SEXUALLY TEASING YOU WHILE FILMING

AU: GRAYSON GOING ON LIVESTREAM TALKING ABOUT YOU.

AU: GRAYSON SPENDING TIME WITH HIS SON.

AU: HAVING GRAYSON AS A FIANCE.

ETHAN GRANT DOLAN

1 2 3 AU:DATING ETHAN DOLAN AU:DEALING WITH ETHAN DOLAN AU: FAN FINDING OUT YOUR SECRET RELATIONSHIP WITH ETHAN.

AU: ANSWERING BOYFRIEND/GIRLFRIEND TAG WITH ETHAN.

AU: SPENDING 4TH OF JULY WITH ETHAN!

AU: ETHAN BEING A HUSBAND MATERIAL.

DOLAN TWINS

I am not what happened to me, I am what I choose to become! The finest sould are those who gulped pain and avoided making others taste it He’s broken but you love him anyway not because you want to fix him but because he is the only one who knows that you are just as broken as him. If they want me borken then I will have to be whole. they were kids i once knew….now they are both free hearts to you. INCREDIBLY ATTRACTIVE PEOPLE WHO ARE SIMULTANEOUSLY GIANT DORKS ARE MY WEAKNESS BLOODY HELL HE’S UP Life is hard, my darling,but so are we. cause you better knock me out the first time thank you universe everyone things that we’re perfect, please don’t let them look through the curtains. persuit of hapiness and in their smile i see something more beautiful than the stars. what is a legacy? it’s planting seeds in a garden you never get to see. i think we deserve a soft epilogue my brother, we are good people and we’ve suffered enough and it’s not over... AU:BEING BEST FRIENDS WITH THE TWINS AU:FORCING THE TWINS MAKE A FASHION SHOW WITH YOUR CLOTHES!

AU: THE TWINS MAKE A VIDEO WITH THEIR FAMILY AND THEY TALK ABOUT GRAYSON’S DAUGHTER, REMINGTON!

AU: ETHAN HELPS YOU AND GRAYSON WITH THE BABY FURNITURE.

AU: THE TWINS ASKING YOU TO GO ON TOUR WITH THEM.

AU: GRAYSON AND ETHAN IMPERSONATING YOU!

AU: GRAYSON AND ETHAN HELPING YOUR DAUGHTER WITH HER SCHOOL PROJECT.

AU: THE TWINS ‘TEACHING’ YOU SOME SPORTS.

AU: EATING WITH THE DOLAN BOYS.

AU: WAKING UP THE TWINS WITH A SMALL PRANK.

AU: BEING ANNOYED AND MOCKED BY THE DOLAN TWINS.

AU: TESTING TO SEE IF THE BOYS ARE GONNA BE GOOD DADS.

SHAMELESS

who is in control? people are not rain or snow or autumn leaves, they do not look beautiful when they fall. I feel like I am the worst so I always act like I am the best. Thank God I don’t look like what I have been through

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chvrrydolan · 5 years ago

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that lap looks so inviting-

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sugarcrash · 5 years ago

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Clumsy // Ethan Dolan

(A/N: So, I’m taking up writing again, now that I’ve gotten the swing of things in the new school year! Feel free to request! Also, ya’ll better be grateful, this took a long time to write and it’s 4,396 words lol)

Summary: When Y/N gets clumsy, she ends up making a mess - on Ethan Dolan. So how will it go down when they meet again?

Warnings: Swearing, quite a long intro (lol sorry)

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“Ugh.” Y/N groaned at her phone. The alarm had been going off for the past minute, blasting the same annoying tune into her ears. Rolling over, she hit the “stop” button on the glowing screen.

The girl turned to snuggle back into her sheets when the door opened, revealing her mother, who was still in her pajamas.

“Y/N, you’ve really got to stop setting that thing so loud.” she complained. “It’s woken your brother up twice this week, and I honestly can’t handle it anymore.”

The young lady smirked into her pillow. Her 10 year old brother, Tyson, was a crazy creature when woken up early. She heard his tinny little voice singing the obnoxious Pokemon theme song, and it was clear he was seeking attention.

“Ty!” her mom stalked to the little boy. Y/N listened in silence as she heard her mother scold him for almost waking up their cranky father.

Just as she was checking the time on her iPhone, her older brother, Asher, appeared at her doorway. “Hey nerd, gonna get up or what?” he raised an eyebrow.

Y/N let out a sigh and shifted her head to meet his eyes. “Just because I wear glasses doesn’t mean I’m a nerd, y’know.”

Asher rolled his pupils to the ceiling. “Well, the glasses and the fact that you’ve never gotten a grade lower than a straight B.” he knew she couldn’t argue with that.

“Whatever. Now leave so I can get dressed.” he did so, shutting the door behind him.

Y/N lugged herself out of bed and stared at her body in the full length mirror next to her dresser. She rubbed her tired eyes before glancing at the digital clock on her wall, which read 5:30 am.

“Why does school have to start so early?” she whined to herself as she bent over to her drawers, shifting through them before finding some simple black leggings and a pale yellow sweatshirt, one of her favorite outfits.

Before Y/N threw them on her body, though, she gave herself a quick sniff. Sure, she’d taken a shower last night, she smelled fine, but the bra she had been wearing for the past two weeks did not. She quickly changed her bra and panties before noticing there was a red splotch on her underwear.

“No, no no! Shit! You’re not supposed to be here for another week!” Y/N grumbled. Thankfully, she never put her tampons in the bathroom. Not only is it farther away from her room, so she’d have to run in bloody panties, but Asher and Tyson would probably find them.

She reached to her secret stash in her nightstand, pulling out the familiar blue-wrapped tube.

After she put in the tampon, she shoved on her clothes and rushed to brush her teeth. While she was doing so, Y/N received a text from her best friend, Lola.

*Text*

L: Hey babes!

L: How ya doing?

Y/N: Not good, Aunt Flo decided to visit

L: Aww u poor thing! Cramps start yet?

Y/N: Nope, just waiting in agony. I hate having to walk around school with a little box of tampons

L: U can do it! For women everywhere!

Y/N: Cheers, bitch

*End*

Y/N spit the foamy toothpaste down the drain, watching it swirl as she got lost in her thoughts. Wasn’t that math quiz today? No, that was tomorrow. Would she see her crush, Alex? Would he acknowledge her?

“C’mon, dork, if you want a ride, get a move on!” Asher announced, walking down the hallway. Y/N grabbed her laptop and phone from her desk, brushing her hair as she made her way down the stairs. She grabbed her backpack from the coat rack, shoving her electronics and hairbrush inside before checking to make sure her tampon box was ready to go.

In the little flimsy plastic pouch she had found in a tampon kit for this very reason, there were three orange paper tubes. With a sigh, she stuffed them in her low side pocket on her leggings, throwing on some random socks and her Adidas tennis shoes.

Y/N checked the time again. 5:45. School started in around 20 minutes, and it was 15 or so minutes away from the house. ‘We’re gonna make it’ Y/N decided as she pulled her hair into a quick ponytail.

With her backpack over her shoulder, she wen to the kitchen to look for breakfast when Asher shouted “Think fast!” Before she knew it, Y/N was hit in the face with a breakfast bar.

She leaned over, face twisting into a mad expression when she saw what it was. She picked it up, then complain loudly to her 18-year-old brother. “Asher, you idiot!”

“Keep it down! Dad’s trying to sleep!” her sleepy mother came downstairs, Tyson weaving in between her legs.

“Mommy said that’s a potty word!” he announced, making Y/N roll her eyes. She needed to escape this mess, so with her breakfast bar in hand, she turned the handle and stepped out the front door.

She hopped into Asher’s worn-down pickup truck, a gift from their grandfather on his 16th birthday. Y/N’s older brother soon appeared in the driver’s seat, using the key to start the car. Y/N pulled some headphones over her ears and let the music consume her.

A few minutes later, Asher pulled his car into the school parking lot with an abrupt stop, as to get Y/N’s attention. He lunged forward a bit, her headphones slipping off her ears.

“We’re here, sis.”

“Well, duh, I know.” the 15-year-old grumped.

“Alright, then get out.”

Y/N huffed and opened the car door, stepping out and taking a deep breath before starting toward the doors.

She looked down at her phone, and the time read 6:10. She had exactly five minutes before classes started and she was in trouble.

Y/N practically ran to the front doors, almost falling twice before reaching them and yanking the metal handles, revealing a main area full of students, most groggy.

She rushed to her locker, twirling the familiar lock to the right combo when Lola appeared next to her.

“Hey, hon.” she chirped. Lola had always been a morning person, whereas Y/N was not.

“Hey.” the girl’s locker swung open, the small mirror reflecting her face. She gave a little smile to it before stuffing her backpack inside the cold metal space, grabbing the materials for her first class, language and literature.

“Aren’t you so glad that we have lang and lit this hour? Poor Maddie, having to go to math first.”

Y/N nodded her head just as the warning bell sounded, demanding that students get themselves ti their classes before they needed a late pass. “Better start walking. We don’t need Mrs. Cooper getting mad at us again.” she nudged Lola, teasing her for yesterday’s mistake.

“Okay, okay, shut up.” she groaned at the memory. “Don’t look now, but someone’s right there!” her voice dropped to a singsong-ish whisper, and Y/N blushed, knowing just who she was speaking of.

She glanced and caught his eye as they passed. His.

Alex Kallio’s.

The brown-haired boy had been Y/N’s crush since eighth grade, but he never noticed her. He fit in with the popular crowd. She did not. It only actually worked in movies.

“Y’know, Hayden was over there, too.” the girl told her friend. Her cheeks instantly flushed, and Y/N smiled. “You can’t deny it anymore.”

“I don’t have a crush on him! God!” her face was adorned with playful annoyance as the young lady next to her rolled her eyes, showing that her little love was all too obvious.

“Sure, whatever you say.”

“Stop it!” Lola whined. They pretended to be mad at one another before looking at one another, bursting into laughter.

They then reached the door. “Wanna know something?” Lola asked Y/N, who nodded. “I think one of the Dolans was totally looking at you.”

“No way. They’re, like, the most popular sophomores. And so handsome.”

“Looks like someone has two new crushes. Move over Alex, here come Ethan and Grayson.” the two giggled and took their seats just as the teacher walked in.

“Good morning, class.” Mrs. Cooper spoke, her voice filling the room.

“Good morning, Mrs. Cooper.” the class groaned back.

There was a click from the door and in waltzed the Dolan twins, goofy smiles on their faces. “Sorry.” they apologized together, but it was clear that the word meant nothing.

“Boys! We’ve talked about this before, you can’t continue to be late to class every day!” Mrs. Cooper scolded the teens.

Y/N raised her eyebrows and closed her eyes, her ears soon filling with the daily lecture on how it’s important to be a good student, and blah, blah, blah.

The twins sort of just stood there, secretly stealing looks and rolling their eyes at their friends, showing that it was clearly not a care. Then Ethan caught Y/N’s glance for a split second, and that’s when she realized she’d been staring.

“Lola!” she hissed at her friend. “How long was I looking?”

The girl let out a giggle. “The whole damn time.”

Y/N groaned and hid her face in her hands at Lola’s response, lifting it up only to see that class was starting.

*Time Skip*

Finally, 4th period. Lunch. Y/N could finally hang out with all her friends at once, rather than having to pass along notes and retell stories over and over again.

Y/N subconsciously walked into the cafeteria, lost in her thoughts. She found herself heading over to the lunch line, thinking about her love life.

“Do I really want Alex? What about Ethan? Or Grayson? I suppose there’s always that one kid, Adam, who’s always been nice to me.” she thought to herself, grabbing a tray from the stack.

As she made her way down the line, she noticed that the kids at the popular table somehow got a hold on a small foam football. She shook her head, getting a focus back on reality, rather than daydreaming and watching.

Y/N waited patiently as the long line got shorter, until she was next to get food. A school cook scooped some spaghetti onto her little tray, along with some salad. Just as she had gotten out of line, she turned to her usual table, where all her friends were placed.

Y/N began to fast walk toward them, not looking at her surroundings. Neither was Ethan Dolan, who, at the moment, was making an attempt to catch the small football before it hit the ground. He caught the ball in a jump and settled on the ground

Y/N was walking forward, but her head turned when she looked across the room, getting back to her thinking. She headed straight toward Ethan and, BAM! They collided.

Y/N spaghetti flew out of her hands , landing on her favorite sweatshirt with a thump, probably leaving a stain. She fell backwards onto her butt, the small tampon pack in her leggings flinging out, unclasping and sending the products all over the floor.

Ethan had barely flinched at the contact.

He took a look at who had crashed into him, before realizing what a mess the girl was in. He immediately ran to go get napkins for her, as she got herself up and tried to gather everything.

People started to laugh as they noticed what had happened, and Y/N felt hot tears begin to prick at her eyes. “I’m so stupid, so clumsy.” she thought.

Ethan came back while she was still attempting to clean, though it was hard. She sat on her knees for a moment, resting her hands on her sides before feeling around.

Her tampon box was gone. Y/N started to mentally freak out, now frantically looking before someone found them and she got even more embarrassed. But it was hard to search, seeing that her eyes were blurry with tears.

“Hey, are you okay?” Ethan asked. Y/N only nodded her head. “Are you looking for something?”

She was about to nod again, stopping herself and realizing that, if she told him, he’d want to help, and he’d have to know what it was. She decided against his help, responding with a short “No.”

“Well, it looks like you are. Here, I’ll help.”

Y/N panicked as he looked on the floor, trying to find something that he didn’t even know what it is was, before his eyes settled on the bright orange tampon wrappers, along with the little blue box. Y/N was doomed.

The muscular boy picked them up and smiled, proud of himself that he did something right, but then Ethan realized what they were.

Both sophomore’s faces flushed with embarrassment as people realized their predicament, roaring with laughter around them.

“A-Are these yours?” Ethan asked sheepishly.

Y/N snatched them out of his hand, touching it for only a second, but long enough for something to spark. She looked into his eyes, then tore her gaze away, sprinting out of reach and into the empty hallway.

Once alone in the girl’s bathroom, Y/N broke down, tears running down her cheeks. Her favorite sweatshirt was ruined, she embarrassed herself and a popular kid in front of the whole school, and her crush would probably never look at her again.

The door burst open with a bang, hitting the wall behind it, and in came her friends Lola, Maddie, and Zoe.

“Oh my god, are you okay?” Maddie asked.

“We saw the whole thing!” Zoe exclaimed.

Lola sat down next to Y/N, and the two other followed. They gave her a huge group hug and let her cry.

After Y/N was finished, Lola suggested that she get a new shirt. The girl agreed, and the four went to the office to look for something in the lost and found.

“Well, honey, why don’t you go look in the bin? There should be a shirt or two in there.” the secretary told the girls.

They sifted through the large blue bucket and found two shirts, an old white one that smelled awful and was looking a little yellow, and a stupid Lego Batman shirt that was in pretty good condition, but smelled as if someone mixed too much cologne and sweat together.

“No doubt, these are from the boy’s locker room.” Zoe pinched her nose with her left hand as she used the right one to hold the shirt far away from her while she examined it.

“Whatever. At least it’s better than the one I’m wearing now.” Y/N grabbed the dangling shirt and sighed before marching to the bathroom.

A few minutes later, Y/N came back into the office. The shirt fit her perfectly, giving a sign that it was probably from some nerdy kid with no build whatsoever.

“Oh, good, sweetie, you found something. Now, you kids better get back to class before your teachers get mad.” the secretary instructed. The four girls nodded and headed out.

Once alone in the hallway, Maddie spoke up. “Okay, like, I know this whole thing was traumatizing for you, Y/N, but can we just talk about how cute you and Ethan would be?”

Zoe and Lola laughed, but Y/N quickly clamped a hand down on Maddie’s mouth. “Don’t! Someone could hear!”

“Yeah, but it’s not like it’s a false statement.” Zoe giggled.

Lola smirked. “Totally. I ship.”

Y/N covered her ears, playfully getting annoyed at her friends and running ahead of them, making the girls chase after her. They reached the sophomore hallway, laughing as they rushed to their lockers as to not be later than they already were.

Y/N collected her binder, pencil case, and laptop before turning to her friends. “Bye guys, see you after class.”

“Bye.” they called in unison.

The rest of the day went on painfully slow, and Y/N was called out several times during the day, getting comments on how she was clumsy or embarrassing. But there were always a few nice kids who asked her if she was okay.

By the time the bell rang at the end of the day, the girl was exhausted. Sh had been assigned at least 5 pages of homework, and probably an essay or two. But she couldn’t really say, because she hadn’t been paying that much attention.

To top of all the bad luck of the day, Ethan hadn’t looked at her again. No matter how many times Y/N attempted to catch his eye, he’d purposely turn his head the other way. They both knew what he was doing.

“Fine then.” Y/N thought to herself. “Save your ego. Can’t have anyone catching you look at me.”

She then blushed, realizing she was getting mad at him like he was her friend. They had barely ever interacted, why was she feeling and acting this way?

Y/N met Asher outside of the school, in the student parking lot. He was already in the car, obviously annoyed that his little sister had taken so long.

“I’m sorry, I’m sorry!” she babbled apologies as she clambered into the car and buckled up. Though she would never admit it, she tried to impress her brother and stay on his good side. He was in with the popular crowd at school, and she took every chance she got to look cool to him.

“Yeah, whatever. Listen, I heard what happened to you today.” Y/N’s face flushed red when he brought up the memory. “I know you had a bad day, so I’m gonna give you a deal. It’s a one time thing, though, okay?”

He turned to look at Y/N, and she nodded.

“If you want, you can come to this party with me tonight. I’m hearing that some of the sophomores will be there, too, so it’s not like you’ll be alone. You wanna go?”

“Oh, yeah. That sounds like fun.”

“Okay. We’re leaving at 8:30. If mom or dad asks, we’re going to the movies with a few friends. I will not have my night ruined by some kid who can’t keep her mouth shut.”

His sister pursed her lips, showing that her lips were sealed. He put his key into the ignition and started it, driving back to the house.

Once they arrived from the ten minute drive, Y/N raced straight up to her room, taking no time in saying hello to the rest of her family. Really, though, it was only her mom, because her dad was at work and Tyson was still at school.

Y/N immediately texted her friends about the party.

*Text*

Y/N: Guysss!!!

L: Wat

Z: What is it??

Y/N: I’m going to a party 2nite!

M: R u serious? How?

Y/N: Asher

L: Ah, that makes more sense

Z: What r u gonna wear?

Y/N: idk

M: Well, when r u leaving?

Y/N: 8:30, why?

L: IT’S 3:30 U ONLY HAVE 5 HOURS TO DECIDE WHAT TO WEAR

Z: R U INSANE HURRY

M: U guys r so overdramatic

Y/N: Agreed. Will text when I have perfect outfit.

*End*

Y/N set her phone gently on the bed before turning it off, going over to her dresser and rooting through it to find the perfect combination of an outfit.

She pulled out various dresses, skirts, pants, and shirts, sifting through each one carefully and pairing together different items that may look good together. Y/N tried on each option before settling on the perfect ensemble, one that was casual but cool at the same time. “Coolsual”, she called it.

Y/N flopped onto her bed and flipped open her laptop, going to YouTube to entertain her for a few hours before she showed her friends what she’d be wearing.

Eventually, time passed (though Y/N would admit quite slowly because of how excited she was to go to this party)

She threw on her outfit, a skin-tight black off-the-shoulder top that adorned long sleeves, paired with a pretty black and white plaid skirt with a small chain hanging off the hip and connecting to one of the belt loops. Y/N also had on knee-high black socks, and finished off with a slight coat of make-up.

The girl stood in the mirror, snapping a picture before sending it to her awaiting girlfriends, who responded with “omg!”s and “love it!”s.

Y/N smiled at her phone, knowing they would’ve said the same thing if she staples herself in a trash bag, even if she knew they were lying.

“Are you coming or not?” Asher yelled from the bottom of the stairs up to her room. Y/N hadn’t realized the time and yelled back in response, grabbing her purse and heading downstairs.

She pulled on some quick tennis shoes, not wanting to be bothered with the burden of having heels on, even if they weren’t that tall.

“Finally, you slowpoke, I texted you only a million times!” her older brother complained.

“Girls take longer!” she complained, but the both of them knew that she was just lazy in getting ready.

Asher chuckled and shook his head at the younger girl. “Whatever. Let’s go.”

They started out the door and into the driveway, entering the car. The senior put his key into the ignition and they drove the 5 minutes in silence to his friend’s house.

Once they arrived, Y/N noticed that there were so many more people than anticipated. She could already tell that this wasn’t going to be as fun as she expected, and she recognized no one out on the lawn.

“Whatever.” Y/N thought to herself. “I’ll just hang out by the cooler the entire time. No big deal.”

But she was lying to herself, and she knew it. It was a big deal, seeing as she was never one to be so involved with large crowds of people. She had her group of friends, and that was all she needed. Nevertheless, she snapped out of her thoughts and brought herself to push open the car door.

The minute they stepped out of the vehicle, Asher was swooped away by his friends, no surprise there. Y/N, left to fend for herself, went to the food. It was in the corner by some chairs anyways, so it was a nicer place to be alone rather than out in the sea of bodies that were dancing, some quite inappropriately, she may add.

Suddenly, the girl felt someone sit next to her. Y/N turned her head to find Amber, a girl that she sometimes talked to in her math class. They were getting to know each other pretty well, finding things in common when they had the time.

“Hi.” the brunette spoke, a bit quietly. It could’ve just been the loud music, but Amber was a known introvert, so it was a surprise to see her in a place like this.

“Hey. What are you doing here? I wouldn’t expect to see you at a party, no offence.” Y/N responded.

“None taken, and I could say the same for you. My friend Samantha dragged me here. I don’t know why though, because she knows I don’t go to these things.”

“Ah. My brother offered to take me, since I had a pretty bad day, but I realize it’s definitely not my scene.”

Amber hummed in response, and the two girls people-watched for a few minutes, until Y/N noticed a certain someone in the crowd.

Ethan Dolan.

He stood next to his twin, Grayson, talking animatedly to a few of his friends. Y/N hadn’t noticed she was staring until Amber poked at her side for the second time.

“Y/N! Earth to Y/N!” she called, before noticing who she was looking at. “Ooh, you like him?”

“Yeah.” the girl called absentmindedly, unaware that Amber had even asked a question, let alone what the topic was.

Amber squealed. “Oh my god! It’s gonna be hard to get to him, though, he practically has a line of girls waiting for him.”

“What?” Y/N turned to Amber. “Please explain, I have no idea what you just said.”

As Amber talked to the sophomore next to her, unbeknown that she was being watched.

From across the room, Ethan was looking directly at her, watching as she talked to a girl that was probably in the grade, but never bothered to learn who she was.

Y/N and Ethan had only ever crossed paths a few times, seeing as she was obviously less popular than he. But after today, he felt butterflies dashing around in his stomach, and he wasn’t sure if it was from embarrassment or having a crush.

Little did he know, Y/N felt the same way.

Whatever the feeling, the muscular boy decided to suck it up and go talk to her. On the other side of the room, Y/N was oblivious to his attempts to get her attention.

After a few minutes, her gaze eventually shifted to him, and Y/N grinned at Ethan when they made eye contact. He ended his conversation and sauntered over to the sitting girl.

“Hey.” he spoke, causing Y/N to blush a little bit. She couldn’t believe it, a popular kid, talking to her. Willingly.

“Hi.” she quietly spoke, afraid that she would mess something up. The two sophomores looked at each other for a minute, small grins on both of their faces.

“So,” Ethan broke the ice. “How are you doing after today? Y’know, with the whole cafeteria thing...”

Y/N silently thanked him for asking “I’m doing good. Unfortunately, my favorite sweatshirt was ruined, but it’s okay.”

“Oh, I’m sorry, I should’ve been watching where I was.”

“No, no, it’s my fault.”

The taller boy breathed out of his nose before speaking again. “So, see you around?”

“For sure.”

With that, Ethan left Y/N to go find his friends once more. What they didn’t know is that both of them felt the same feeling of butterflies invading their bodies, jittery and nervous.

Alex Kallio who?

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imaginedeux · 5 years ago

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Girl At The Rock Show (E.D. Imagine)

A/N: So Warped Tour happened like almost a year ago now, and I've been wanting to write something. I’ve read a couple of imagines where the reader goes to Cochella with the twins, but I haven't read them going to Warped Tour, and that’s honestly a concept. The show is going to be in San Diego, but i’ll be putting set times from when I went.

“Hey whats up guys! We’re back! Well, I’m back, Grayson is sick and can't film/ can't leave the house, but don't worry, we have four other amazing people here to help me with today’s video! Please introduce yourselves to the camera!” Ethan yelled at the camera from the passenger seat, pointing it at you.

“Hey! It’s (Y/N)! And I’m currently driving E’s car the three hour journey to San Diego.” You fake groaned, before you smiled at the camera, making sure you stayed in your lane. Your three other friends in the back seat all yelled hello before Ethan said he would update them when they got to the location.

“Awesome, now for a 3 hour nap.” Ethan sighed, putting his feet onto the dashboard.

“Oh, heck nah! You have at least three hours to learn one song from one of the bands playing today.” You explained, giving him your phone that was tethered to the car’s bluetooth. “I have a playlist on Spotify with a bunch of songs from some bands playing today, so you better get learning.”

“I’ll give you 3 seconds to guess where we are today!” Ethan yelled at his camera as you grabbed your draw string backpack from the trunk, ready to get the long day stared. “Well you’re probably wrong, or you're right cause you read the title to the video. I’m at the LAST Vans Warped Tour in San Diego! As you know a couple of months ago, Gray and I surprised (Y/N) with a ticket to Cochella, and she had the time of her life. Now a month-ish ago she surprised Gray and I with tickets to Warped Tour, but unfortunately Gray got sick, so we gave his ticket to one of (Y/N)’s friends since they didn't have the chance to buy a ticket before it sold out. So now we’re here, I’m not sure how much i’ll be able to film because it is a sold out gig and there are going to be a ton of people, I might just get (Y/N) to film for me.”

“I’ll only film for you if you end up crowd surfing, everything else is on you.” You shook your head closing the trunk of his car, after making sure everyone had what they needed. “Alright lets head out!” A five minute walk from the rather sketchy $20 parking lot later, your group came across the end of the line. “No fucking way, the entrance is literally around the block, and the doors don't open for another hour.”

“See, I told you we should have brought the cans of food, we would have gotten early entrances.” Your friend Carla, lectured as people with bags of food cans walked by.

“I completely forgot about them! I could have sworn I had them at the apartment before we left, but I couldn't find them this morning.” You explained, groaning. If you had non-perishable cans of food, or even an old cellphone, and you donated them, you'd be able to enter the grounds, about half an hour before everyone else did.

“Wait, were they all cans of corn?” Ethan asked from behind you. Turning, you gave him a look.

“Yes...” You answered squinting your eyes at him. “Did you take them?! I swear E, if you did...” You started before Ethan covered your mouth with his free hand, the other holding onto the camera recording the scene in front of him.

“No, wait, they’re in the car. They were in the cardboard boxes next to the first aid kit.” Ethan explained, pointing the camera at himself, before the group of you started to yell.

“E, can you PLEASE, go and grab them? Please! I’ll buy you a whole pineapple pizza to yourself when we get to the hotel tonight.” You pleaded, taking the camera away from him. A laugh at the group later, he was sprinting back towards the car, ready to get this long day started.

“Thank you guys for the donations, you all have a good day!” The woman taking the cans said, scanning your tickets.

“Likewise!” The lot of you smiled back, making your way towards the grounds. “So how is this going to work? Cause I know Carla, Kevin and Jack wanna go and see Crown The Empire, and it looks like they’re one of the first to play at the White Lightning Stage, and that’s on the other side of the venue.” You said looking up between the inflatable line-up and the venue map you payed way too much for.

“Well, it looks like All Time Low is gonna be the last to play today at the Right Foot Stage at 8:30, and thats a band we all wanna see so we can meet up at the end of the day of thats what you want?” Jack, said pointing at the line up. This was one of the things about warped, most of the time the bands you wanna see play at same time and on opposite sides of the venue.

“Wait look, Chase Atlantic is playing at 7:55, isn't that the band you wanna see?” You asked looking up at Ethan, who was looking back at the line up.

“Yeah it is, but its at 7:55, which means that we’ll be late to the band y'all wanna see.” Ethan realized, looking at how long Chase would play. “I know you’ve been wanting to see All Time Low for years, and I don't want you to miss out on them.”

“Thats nonsense, so looks like we have a plan. Jack, you, Carla and Kevin wanna see the same bands, so you can stick together. I’ll stick with Ethan, so we’ll meet you at the Right Foot Stage at around 8:30, if anything I brought an extra battery pack so I can text y'all.” You smiled at the group before the five of you split.

“You ready to see a real rock show?”

“Ready as I’ll ever be, maybe its a good idea that Gray didn't come, he’d be freaking out about Chase, he’s the one who got me into them.” Ethan laughed as the two of you walked by multiple vendors trying to sell the two of you things you really didn't need.

“Get your free bracelet for the opportunity to meet State Champs!” A vendor yelled as you walked by, causing you to stop dead in your tracks. You weren't sure if it was the State Champs t-shirt you decided to wear with a pair of high waisted black shorts and your trusty Sk-8 Hi black Vans, or if it was the multiple home-made SC patches that decorated our backpack, that made the lady yell the moment you passed by.

“E, give me a second.” You whispered, before you hauled ass towards the booth with the lady who was yelling. “Hi, is it true you’re giving fans a chance to meet State Champs?”

“Yup, I saw your patches and I couldn't let the opportunity pass. So, it is a free meet and greet, all you have to do is watch this video, its only 2 minutes long so it won't take too much time out of your day, then after its done, we’ll go ahead and give you a bracelet for the meet and greet at 1:30 at the tent right next door.” She explained pointing at the places that you needed to go to, to be able to meet your favorite band at the festival.

“Can I get to meet them too?” The hazel eyed boy asked from beside you.

“Sure, just go ahead and watch a quick video and I’ll give you a bracelet to meet them at 1:30 at the tent next door.” She gave him the same smile she gave you, pointing everything out. The video was short and to the point, don't smoke, it'll kill you. “Thank you so much for watching the video, and here are the bracelets you need to meet State Champs. The meet and greet will start at 1:30 so if you want to get here before hand thats alright.”

“Thank you!” The two of you yelled, walking away from the tent not sure what to do next. “So are there any bands you wanna see?”

“DID YOU SEE THAT?!” Ethan yelled coming back up from behind you, you had to admit that you were surprised to see Ethan actually crowd surf his way to the front where Mayday Parade was playing.

“Of course I did, and you're gonna be happy I got that all on film.” You laughed at him, with the camera in your hand. You and your friends were concert goers but not brave enough to crowd surf yet. “This video is going to be killer to edit next week.”

“Dont worry I’ll get Gray to edit it since he was too sick to come along.” Ethan laughed looking over the crowd as they jumped and danced along to the band covering Blink-182′s Girl at The Rock Show. “Not even at Coachella are people this hyped to see their favorite band or artist. We need to come to more of these.”

“Some of the bands have been making music since a lot of these kids were young, they grew up hearing these bands. Warped is decently priced so this might be some of these peoples only chance of seeing their favorite band live.” You explained as the lead singer, Derek thanked the crowd for letting them play main stage, and said they would be playing their last song next, which was a fan favorite. “Come on E, Mayday’s almost done, so that means its almost 1:30, its time to meet State Champs.”

“Next please!” The already annoyed merch employee yelled as some kids stepped out of the tent.

“Holy shit E, it really is them!” You mumbled covering your mouth as you and Ethan stepped into the tent.

“Hey yall, how’s warped tour going?” Derek, the lead singer asked as the two of you came face to face with one of your favorite bands in the last couple of years.

“It’s good so far, it’ll be even better once I see yall play! By the way, can I get a hug please?” You asked almost shaking, this band was the reason you got out of the comfort zone of your hometown and are the reason you moved to L.A., they gave you the courage to do everything you were scared to do before.

“Come on in here!” Ryan, one of the guitarists laughed bringing you in for a bone crushing hug. “You to my man! Hugs for everyone.” E’s laugh rumbled through the tent as the group of you came in for a group hug. You never thought that you’d ever be able to meet them, much less hug them.

“Can we get a group picture?” Ethan asked this time, you’d honestly forgotten about asking for picture with them, being in the same city as them was good enough for you.

“Sure, anything you guys wanna do?” Tyler, the other guitarist asked.

“How about 90′s rap cover group picture?” You asked shaking out of your state of shock. “Honestly its the only thing I can think of and I’m just remembering the photo of pigeons that looked like they were about to drop the greatest rap album of the century.”

“I know which one you’re talking about! Dude I honestly didn’t think anyone remembers that photo.” Tony, the bass player grinned at the thought of the pigeon photo. Handing over his phone, Ethan quickly squatted down in front of you, Derek doing the same as the rest of the band stood next to you, allowing you to be in the center of the picture.

“Thank you again for coming to Warped Tour, thank you for being a fan of us and allowing us to come out and play all away across the country from our hometown.” Evan said giving you another hug.

“Thank you all as well, your music gave me the courage to move out of my little hometown to L.A., without ya’ll, I don’t know where I would be.” You grinned, before you hugged all of them one last time. “Can’t wait to see yall play later!”

“I still can’t believe that we met State Champs, they’re all as beautiful as they look like on Instagram.” You gushed biting into one of the ice pops the two of you bought for way too much.

“(Y/N), that was like two hours ago, you even got to see them live. How are you still going on about them?” Ethan asked chucking the stick into the nearest trashcan, it’d been a couple of hours since State Champs played and the two of you decided to wonder around the festival grounds.

“I don’t know, their music gave me so much courage to be myself, they’re the reason why i’m standing here in San Diego, because without them I wouldn’t have moved to L.A., met you, Gray, Carla, Jack, and Kevin, and without yall, I wouldnt have gotten the chance at meeting them.” You explained grinning at Ethan. “I really do owe it all to them. So, anyways, what do you wanna do now? We have a couple more hours till Chase, so we have time to do anything you want.”

“We haven’t filmed anything for the vlog in a while, why don’t we find a place to sit, and talk to the viewers.”

“Sorry it’s been a minute since we’ve updated you, but the group was disbanded so we could watch the bands we wanted to watch. What bands have we seen today?” Ethan asked, looking between you and the camera the two of you set up on an empty picnic table you were able to grab.

“We’ve seen Mayday Parade, we got to see a part of 3OH!3′s set, which was at more lit than I thought it was going to be, we saw my band State Champs, go follow them on all social media you wont regret it, when we finally got out of the pit, we got to see the last couple of songs for Simple Plan, and we just finished watching Bowling For Soup’s set. For those who dont know, Warped Tour is consisted of six different stages, the Journey’s Left Foot and Right Foot stage are the two main stages of the festival, while the other four are smaller stages, two are for the heavier bands and the other two are for smaller bands. Anyways, the reason we’ve seen 5 bands, is because they’ve been on the Left and Right stages so they’re right next to each other. Now we’re waiting for Chase Atlantic’s set and we’re going to meet back up with the group to watch All Time Low, another band you should go and follow on all social media, just follow all the bands, they’re all good.”

“Wow, talk about that plug. But I have to admit, their music has been really good, a lot of music you could work out too for sure. Oh, we also met (Y/N)’s favorite band State Champs, and they were actually really cool, they seemed really down to earth,” Ethan started before you gestured to put the photo in the video. “Insert picture here, I dont know how it looks and (Y/N), chose the pose, so if we look like idiots, blame (Y/N).”

“Hey, I’m giving them quality content, so you’re welcome.” You sassed looking down at your phone. “My friend from back home is mad at me that I’m Warped without her, and shes telling me to go check out a band if they haven’t played yet. Can I borrow your phone, to see if they’ve played yet?”

“So demanding,” Ethan joked as you grabbed his phone out of his hand. “If you have a chance at trying to come to one of these shows, do it. If you don’t mind walking around for hours, or being around large groups of people, and some of these band’s fans do go hard and start moshing, but if you don’t mind any of that, it something everyone should do at least once in their life.”

“Hey, the band my friend is talking about is going to play in like 30 minutes, can we head over? It’s on the same page Chase Atlantic is playing at.”

“We’re With Confidence, we’re all the way from Sydney, Australia, thank you so much for letting us play few songs for you guys today!” The lead singer, and also bassist said smiling. “I’m Jayden, this beautiful man on guitar is Inigo, and this equally beautiful man on drums is Josh. If you guys dont mind we’ll be meeting any one that wants to meet us, right at our tent over there, it’s big and pink you cant miss it. We’ll be signing your things and if you want, you can pre-order our album coming out at the end of the summer, and you can get both a physical and digital copy when you buy today.”

“Oh my god, do you hear those accents? Why are they so beautiful?” You gushed as they played a new song coming out on the album they were talking about. Like most of the other songs they had played, they were all high energy, the kids up at the barricades were jumping along to the beat, and some of the kids in the middle of the crowd were opening up the pit for a circle pit, the dust flying up into the air as they ran around in a circle. That was one of the perks of being far from the barricades, and on the outside perimeter of the pit, you were able to see everything, and how the kids were reacting to the band. “I’ve never heard of this band, but they are amazing, i’m definitely signing up for a CD.”

“First, State Champs, now these guys? Who don’t you love, (Y/N)?” Ethan sighed, rolling his eyes as you got footage of the band and of the kids in the moshpit.

“I fall easily, all it takes is a pretty face and an amazing accent.” You stuck your tongue out at Ethan as the band started to play their final song.

“This entire video is going to be just you meeting bands.” Ethan laughed as you pulled him to the meet and greet line for With Confidence.

“Hey, i’m at least giving you content E, you would have probably just pranked Gray if it wasnt for me.” You grinned at the camera knowing it was true.

“I mean true.”

“And, i’m giving your Instagram followers content as well, y’all have no idea how many times E has taken his shirt off today because of how warm it got, and he’s definitely gotten some stares from some of the kids here.”

“Hey! It’s not my fault it’s gotten warm!” He explained grabbing the camera from you, pointing it at himself as he tried to defend his actions.

“Um, I told you to wear shorts and a tank top, but no! I know how to dress for a festival, and its not going to get hot.” You mocked Ethan, grabbing the camera out of his hands as you used his cool voice. “And here he is suffering in black plaid jeans and a white long sleeve.” Laughing you showed the viewers the outfit he decided to wear to a summer festival.

“Well you’ll be the one complaining later when we go and see All Time Low, and you’re freezing.” Ethan shot back as one of the security guards started allowing the first kid to meet With Confidence.

“That’s what you think! While you were meeting some of fans, I went and bought myself an All Time Low hoodie so HA!” You laughed, shoving the camera towards Ethan to grab the hoodie you got from your favorite band. “They didnt have my size so I had to get the next size up, but its so comfortable guys.” You could already feel the shift in temperature so it was the perfect time to put on your hoodie. The hoodie reached below the hem of your shorts, and the sleeves went passed the tips of your fingers with ease, it looked like you were ready for bed, not ready to rock out at a concert.

Meeting With Confidence was a whole other experience, they were so happy to see people lining up to meet them. They were constantly thanking you and Ethan for being there to see them, and giving their band a chance. They were happy to hear that you were going to buy a CD and a couple of shirt from their merch stand, and were like that with the kids before and after you. A couple of heavier bands later, and Chase Atlantic started to play is when you started recording the crowd’s reaction to the band. Both you and Ethan realized that the music they’ve released, is played differently live. Rather than the sensual RnB vibe, they sounded like all the other rock bands that played that day. Midway through their set they thanked everyone for stay to see them play since they were one of the last bands playing that day, as they continued to thank the crowd, Ethan grabbed the camera and started recording the crowd from his perspective. This is something that the two of you had been doing all day, so both of you could enjoy the band, and it would give Gray more angles to edit. Its once Ethan started recording the crowd and the band that he realized how well you knew the lyrics to the songs. You swayed when the music slowed, you jumped along to the kick drum, you spun around as the lead singer sang the lyrics all the kids in the crowd knew. Ethan stepped back and started recording you as the lead singer stopped singing, allowing the crowd to sing the lyrics to one of their more famous songs. Although the temperatures continued to lower, that wasnt causing the blush on Ethan’s cheeks to appear.

“Alright, this is going to be the last song we play tonight, thank you for allowing us to play here to night, and I hope you guys have an amazing rest of the evening.” The lead singer, Mitchel, thanked as the band started playing the last song.

“E, come on! We need to head to the Right Foot Stage, Carla, Kevin and Jack are already there!” You yelled, literally pulling him out of his day dream and out of the crowd. As the two of you ran to one of the last stages still up, the two of you could hear the sea of kids singing along to some of the songs that were playing through the speakers, waiting for the final band to play. “Look, there they are!”

“Thank you guys so much!” Alex thanked the crowd before he started the last song of San Diego’s Warped Tour.

“I’ve got your picture, i’m coming with you. Dear Maria count me in, theres a story at the bottom of this bottle and i’m the pen!” The entire crowd sang as, Alex, Jack and Zack jumped around the stage and around Rian, who was playing the drums. By the time the lot of you had gotten to the stage, you were a good twenty yards away from the stage, but it didnt bother you. If anything it allowed your group to step back, and be able to dance along to the songs you grew up with. It also gave Ethan the opportunity to record you guys without being shoved around in the pit. Then the song reached the long awaited climax, as Jack and Alex threw their guitars across the stage, the confetti cannons showered the crowd in multi colored paper. Although the sounds of the cannons startled Ethan, he never took his eyes off you as the pieces of paper fell around you. It was the gasp that made you stop spinning around to look at Ethan.

He could have sworn that the sound of the crowd drowned out his gasp, but apparently it was loud enough for you to hear and stop spinning. It was the smile that put the nail in the coffin for Ethan. It was the biggest, and the realest smile he’s ever seen from you. Since the beginning of your friendship with Ethan, there was a difference in it. It wasn’t a normal friendship the two of you shared, it was something more. although the two of you refused to admit it. The two of you could lean on each other, the two of you were closer than even the fans knew about, and a majority knew how close the two of you lead on. The two of you talked about everything, from things that you saw that reminded you of each other, to desires of what you wanted to do in both the near and far future. When you started talking about how you wanted to go to the Last Cross Country Warped Tour, Ethan instantly jumped on the chance to buy the two of you tickets. So, no, Grayson wasn’t sick, he knew about the little plan his twin brother was creating. But since you weren’t aware, you invited your friends, who weren’t aware of the plan Ethan was planning either, along since they also had tickets.

The thing was, you had a plan up your sleeve as well. You knew from the very beginning that your friends were going to be watching groups you and Ethan hadnt heard of before, so you knew you would have some time with Ethan without feeling pressured by your friends to make a move. Through out the day the two of you laughed at random jokes, you shared your drinks and food with each other, you even encouraged each other to do things you’d never have the guts to do if you were by yourself. As the day continued, the two of you held on to each other as the bands you were watching played the slow song of the set. You hugged Ethan longer, and harder after meeting With Confidence, and State Champs, quietly thanking him for sharing the experience with you. With a smile still on your face, you brought Ethan in for a hug, one harder than any of the ones the two of you had shared before.

“Thank you so much. You have no idea what today means to me. It wouldnt have been the same without you.” You confessed looking up at him.

The look in your eyes were ones Ethan had never seen before. There was something about them that were different, but looked familiar.

Its the look my parents have when they look at each other. You realized as Ethan looked down at you, swaying the two of you back and forth. As the song started to fade, you started to stand on your tip toes as Ethan started to lead down. Little did the two of you know that your friends were sneakily taking a photo of the moment, something they had been doing all day. Besides seeing their favorite bands, your friends knew of the plan through Grayson, and were capturing the moments neither of you were getting on camera. What a better way to end Warped Tour in the arms of someone you cared for deeply, and that care for you the same way.

#ethan dolan #ethan dolan au #ethan dolan imagine #dolan twins #dolan twins imagine #dolan twins au #warped tour au

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sistersquadimagines · 6 years ago

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Y/n: I’m not needy

Grayson: Y/n, you’re the definition of needy. Remember that one time you called me at 3 in the morning to make sure we were still together?

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strangerquinns · 4 years ago

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okay so imagine gray is used to being rough during sex because he’s a demon and ruled by lust but the reader asks him to make love to her and whist they’re doing it he realises that he loves being gentle as long as it’s with her

part one | part two | part three | angel/demon au | warning: smut 18+

The moment that Grayson learned that you were awake, he left his meeting with Lucifer. He didn’t care about the consequence of leaving all that he cared about was getting back to you. He used his power to teleport back to right outside your doorway where he’d first saw Mando and Adele waiting outside for him.

“How is she? Is she still awake?” Grayson asked with a sense of panic in his voice.

“She is well, she fell back asleep but...” She looked towards Mando with hesitation before her eyes met back with Grayson’s “Sir...s-she all healed. It's like none of her wounds ever happened...a-and...her wings...”

“What, spit it out Adele” Grayson spoke with agitation

“They are black,”

Grayson’s brows pulled tightly together before moving around the two standing before him and walking into the room. He halted for a moment when he saw you lying in bed clutching tightly to his pillow. Slowly he made his way to the side of the bed before kneeling down and gently caressing your face. Behind him he could hear the doors to the room close, thankful to be alone with you.

You began to slowly wake to the touch of Grayson’s hand against your face, the warmth of his touch spreading through your body. When your eyes opened and met with his, Grayson felt so much relief he could feel tears well up in his eyes. To finally see that you were alright and alive.

“Angel,” He whispered towards you, helping you as you slowly sat up in bed, Grayson placing a gentle grasp on your legs.

Before he could say more, from behind you your wings unfurled from your back before spreading out. Grayson’s eyes widened as he saw them. Their angelic white now pure black with small traces of grey through some of the feathers. The bruises that were along your face were in fact gone, no trace of them left behind.

“Angel, h-how do you feel.”

“I feel fine, tired. But fine,” You spoke softly before reaching down and caressing his face, feeling the roughness of his beard against your hand. “I don’t think I’ve ever seen you with a beard.”

He looked towards you confused “[Y/N]...angel you’ve been asleep for nearly six days...”

Your brows pulled tightly together “S-six days...w-what...”

You quickly stood from the bed, wings tucking back down, and walked towards the large mirror that stood on the other side of the room. You pulled your dress up to expose along your sides, expecting to see a large gash, but instead saw nothing. Your hand reached up to unravel your dress and let it fall to the floor so that you stood in front of the mirror naked. Grayson watched as you explored your own body, hand caressing your unmarked skin.

“How is this possible,” you whispered to yourself.

Grayson moved towards you, till he was standing directly behind you, “I don’t know darling...I’m just happy that you have come back to me.”

You turned around to look up towards him, Grayson couldn’t help himself, he needed to touch you. He pulled your bare body tightly to his and caressed along your face and body. He sighed softly and nuzzled into your neck and hugged you tightly to his body. You gripped to him just as tightly and relaxed into his hold, finding comfort in the warmth that came off his body.

“Angel, there is something else...” Grayson pulled back from your hold, “y-your wings.”

At the mention, they became unfurled once more, and you turned back towards the mirror and stumbled back when you saw them. Your hand cupped over your hand as a small cry left your lips. Your eyes couldn’t move from the darkness that was now your beloved wings. Grayson watched helplessly as you dropped to your knees and cried over the loss of your angelic wings.

Days passed and slowly things began to go back to normal. Ethan checked in on you to make sure that everything was in fact ok, and was able to find nothing wrong. But the turning of your wings was a mystery that no one was able to figure out. Grayson even tried sending a message down to Lucifer to inquire what the cause could be but had yet to hear back from his Lord.

You walked along the second floor of the library looking for a novel to read and escape into for the day. Your mind had been racing with everything that had happened to you. The fact that you were attacked, unconscious for six days, and now your body was going through a change that you couldn’t understand. The person you wanted to reach out to the most was your father. For some reason, you’d made it in your head that he would know what was happening. But you were afraid to even ask Grayson to leave to see him. Afraid that Grayson wouldn’t let you. or that your father wouldn’t let you return.

“My love,”

You turned around to see Grayson walking towards you, dressed in his usual black with the first few buttons of his shirt left undone. The silver chain around his neck looked prominent against his broad and tanned chest. You felt your heart stop for a moment. Grayson smirked as he felt the effect he had on you, the sweet smell of your lust wafting through the air.

“Where have you been all day,” a small smile tugged on the corner of your lips, Grayson reaching out towards you by gently wrapping an arm around your waist. The book in your hand returning back towards the bookshelf. “I’ve missed you.”

“I’m sorry, part of hell sadly needed my attention.” He pressed your back against the wall and took a deep breath, moaning as he smelled you. You could feel yourself dripping between your legs, hands gripping tighter to his shoulder. “But I am all yours for the rest of the night.”

“Mmmm, that sounds perfect.”

You pressed up on your toes to kiss his lips softly, Grayson quickly taking dominance in the kiss and deepening it more. You whimpered against his lips as his tongue moved against yours. The two of you gripping tightly to each other as if you weren’t able to get close enough. His hands moved down to grip the back of your thighs before lifting you up and wrapping your legs as his waist. He walked towards one of the large couches that sat tucked in a small nook of the library. Your back was now pressed against the soft fabric of the couch as Grayson moved to settle between your legs more.

Grayson being the Demon of Lust meant that he was quickly overtaken by the emotion, especially when it came to you. He fed off the need and want that seemed to roll off your body any time the two of you were together. He was addicted to you and the way you made him feel. As Grayson undressed you, you could tell that he was losing himself. He nipped at your skin before moving down between your legs.

A soft moan left your lips as you felt his tongue against your wet folds. Your hips moving up against his mouth as he pleased you. Grayson growled and moaned against your clit as he sucked on it, his fingers thrusting deep inside of you. He loved making you moan and scream for him, seeing how far he could push you as he pleased you. Your hands reached up and gripped the couch around you, chanting his name as you felt your orgasm approaching.

“G-Gray...oh fuck...please.”

Grayson growled again before moving his tongue against your clit more, your back arching off the couch as you came hard against his mouth. You fell limp against the cushions as Grayson removed the rest of his clothes, flipping you around onto your hands and knees. You panted heavily and gripped the sheets as you felt him thrust hard and deep inside of you. fucking you mercilessly. The moans and screams coming from the two of you quickly filled the library, along with the sounds of your wetness dripping between the two of you. His hand reached down and fisted through your hair, pulling on it, causing your back to bend as he pulled on it.

Your body felt like it was vibrating with how intense everything was. You could hear him growling as he fucked up, the lust overtaking his body. With a shaky hand, you reached around and grabbed his hand, pulling it around you. Grayson pulled you tightly to his chest as his fangs dragged along the skin of your neck. You knew that if you were able to see his face, his beautiful eyes would be encased in blackness. His full demonic form coming out more and more. Your eyes looked down towards his hand against your chest and saw the long nails dragging against your skin.

“Gray...” You breathed

Before you could say more he pulled out and flipped you onto your back, gasping as you looked up towards him. Grayson was always beautiful to you, but something about his demonic face turned you on. It was still as beautiful as his mask, the human form he walks around in. You reached up and caressed his face before pulling him into a slow and passionate kiss, you could feel his nails digging into your skin as the two of you slowed for a moment.

“Make love to me, Grayson.” You whispered against his lips.

Grayson looked over your face and slowed his motions, before nodding his head before kissing you deeply. You gasped against his lips as he slowly entered you again, never quite used to his size after all this time together. He pressed his forehead against yours as he began to move, feeling every inch of you wrapped around him.

“God, [y/n]...you feel so good.” He moaned, looking down to watch as he moved within you. His hand grabbing the back of your left leg and pressed it tighter to your chest to allow him to sink deeper inside of you.

A small moan left you as he sank deeper inside of you before you gripped the back of his head and kissed him deeply. Grayson rarely was this gentle, only once before with you, when you two were together for the first time. He was a demon driven by lust and it normally was rough between you two. You loved them, Grayson giving you what you never thought you’d be into before. But a moment like this you graved it, his gentle touch as he made love to you.

Grayson felt closer to you like this, the two of you moving together. He wanted it like this all the time, to slowly make love to you. Only you. You began to grip and tighter around him and Grayson knew that you were close. He began to move harder and deeper inside of you as your whimpers turned into moans and cries.

“Give it to me baby,” Grayson moaned in your ear. “I know you want it, darling, let go...cum for me.”

Your hold tightened on him before you softly moaned his name, pulling him in deeper to you as you milked his cock. The emotion Grayson was feeling came over him hard as he spilled himself deep inside of you. The two of you pressed tightly together on the couch wrapped into each other's hold. Grayson moved you so that you were pressed between him and the back of the couch. You pulled away from the crook of his neck to see that his eyes were back to normal, his face no longer taken over by his demonic form.

“I love you, my angel.” He whispered softly as you traced along his jaw.

“As I love you,” You smiled up towards him, your eyes slightly hooded, feeling exhaustion slowly take over your body.

You reached up and traced along with the moons that were tattooed on the center of his chest, something that Grayson realized you did as you contemplated something.

“What’s going through that pretty mind of yours?”

“I-I have been...thinking about everything...like why my wings are suddenly black.” You looked up towards him “It worries me a little, Gray.”

He tightened his hold on you, “I know. I have questions about it as well. I have sent messages and inquiries to Lucifer...but he has yet to reply.”

You took a few deep breaths, knowing the next thing to leave your lips was going to upset him.

“I think I need to go and see my father,”

Grayson became stiff beside you, “What.”

“The only other person that could know what is happening to me is my father, Lucifer isn’t getting back to us.” You slowly sat up and looked down towards him, Grayson moved to lay on his back and look up towards up. His face void of any emotion. “Grayson, please...you know that I would come back to you. Right?”

“I’m not worried about you not coming back, my angel, it’s if your father would even allow you to come back.”

“I have had those same thoughts.” You sighed softly “But I think I have to go. To get answers.”

Grayson sat silent for a while, and for a moment, you feared he wouldn’t allow you to go. Find some way to binding you to hell. But instead, you were surprised by his answer.

“I will support you, I am not happy about it, but I will support you.”

You smiled slightly. “Really?”

Grayson nodded his head. “You will take Mando with you, I don’t want you going alone.”

“Demons aren’t allowed in heaven.”

Grayson glared up towards you. “Please, just do this one thing. Take him with you.”

“Ok, ok,” You bent down and kissed his lips softly, laying against him “I will return to you, Grayson. I promise.”

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Author’s Note: I’m back!! Sorry if this sucks guys... I promise there will be more coming soon. I love you all :) Masterlist

Request: @classyhumanoidbananascissors: Heyy, can you maybe write a ethan x reader, a lot of fluff and cuddles on a rainy day? I love your page😘😘

Ethan Dolan.

The one who made people laugh. The one who made people happy. The one who always put others’ happiness before his own.

The boy who lived so freely, making his dreams become a reality. Whose smile is truly one of the most beautiful things in this world, but hates to show it. Who shined a light on people’s lives and didn’t even know it.

That is Ethan Dolan. But to him, he was so far from what everyone thought. Even though he was older, he felt like he constantly lived in the shadows of his younger brother. Always wondering why he was the second pick. Wondering if anyone would even noticed him.

But a lot of people didn’t know that. They always thought it was a joke between them, never knowing it was actually the truth, at least to Ethan. He hated feeling this way, but knew there wasn’t much he could do. His younger brother will always be the favorite.

But to you, Ethan had always been your favorite. He was everything you could ask for. Someone who always supported you, cared for you, and always loved you. And he never let you forget that.

Everything about him was perfect. But if you could choose one thing about him you could love forever, that would be his heart. His intimidating figure made him seem as one who didn’t have a care in the world, but on the inside was someone so amazing. Sometimes you wonder what you did to deserve someone who was truly a blessing on this Earth.

Except you just wished Ethan could see that. But he couldn’t no matter how hard he tried. Ethan saw himself as nothing.

For the past few days you’ve noticed that Ethan’s been distant. He never wants to go anywhere besides his room or to the kitchen to get some food, but even that was rare. He’s snapped at Grayson more than usual and sometimes even you. It was a hard pill to swallow knowing deep down inside he didn’t mean any of the words he’s said to you, but some words hurt more than others.

From the beginning, Ethan had built the walls around him, extremely hard to get through, only to allow Grayson and the rest of his family in. But somehow he managed to allow you in, but sometimes he still shut you out and that’s what hurt the most, feeling like you couldn’t help him anymore.

You walked into Ethan’s room, expecting him to be ready for the day, but found him laying in bed staring at the blank wall. Gently, you walked over and sat at the edge of his bed, placing your hand softly on his leg, only to have him pull quickly. “E... We have to leave soon.”

Tonight, you and the boys, along with some other friends, are going out to dinner to celebrate the twins reaching ten million subscribers. It was a milestone they never thought they’d reach when first starting their channel back in 2014. No words could describe how proud you were of them. How proud you were of Ethan.

“I’m not going.” Ethan muffled into his pillow.

“But we’re celebrating one of the biggest accomplishments of your career.”

“I don’t care. I’m not going.” He said coldly.

“Everyone’s going to be there and we’re all so proud o-”

“I said I’m not going!” Ethan shouted at you, making you flinch at the tone of his voice.

You blinked away the tears threatening to fall and slowly got up, clearing your throat before heading towards the door. “Well I um I’m going to go get ready, okay?”

“Don’t let the door hit you on the way out.” Ethan said before turning over and glaring at you.

You softly closed the door and let out a shaky breath you didn’t realize you were holding in. Ethan please just let me help you get through this.

Once you finished getting ready, you quietly knocked on Ethan’s door and was shocked to find that Ethan was no longer in bed. “Hey Ethan? Have you seen my he- Oh there they are.” You said walking into his room in your dress and grabbed your heels.

Ethan was buttoning up his shirt as you walked into the bathroom. You wrapped your arms around his torso and placed soft kisses on his back before resting your chin on top of his shoulder. “You look good babe.”

He chuckled and turned his head towards you, “Thank you.” It was amazing to see him smile for the first time in a few days.

Ethan pulled away from you and cupped your cheeks with his soft hands as a leaned down to place a kiss on your forehead, “And you look beautiful as always.”

This is what you loved about him. The way he was so soft and gentle with you, making you feel so loved even if he wasn’t his at his best.

You two were soon interrupted by Grayson screaming from the living room, “Are you guys ready to go yet?”

“We’re coming!” You said pulling away from Ethan’s grasp before looking into the mirror to make sure your makeup looked good as Ethan fixed his hair.

Grayson was already at the door as you two walked out of Ethan’s room. “Finally. You guys take forever I swear. Everyone’s already there.” Grayson said before opening the door and walking towards Ethan’s Jeep.

As usual you sat in the front with Ethan while Grayson sat in the back. On the way to the restaurant you looked over at Ethan who seemed to have his eyebrows furrowed focusing on something you didn’t know. You reached down and intertwined his hand with yours, “Tell me what’s inside of your head.”

It took him a second to pull away from his trance and look over at you. There was something in his eyes you couldn’t quite grasp just yet but you knew something was bothering him.

“Hmm? What? I’m fine.” He said quickly before turning his attention back to the road.

“E come on. I know you’re thinking about something.” You softly said with pleading eyes.

“It’s nothing I promise.” Ethan said before giving you a sincere smile and placing a kiss on the back of your hand.

Even though he said it was nothing, you could tell it was all a lie.

A couple of moments later you arrived at the restaurant where you were all greeted by the twins’ friends, “Congrats on hitting 10 million!”

As the dinner went on, Ethan wasn’t eating his food and kept his head low, something he’s been doing for the past few days. “Are you sure you’re okay? We can leave if you want.” You whispered softly to him, hoping this time he would give you a real answer.

But of course Ethan only gave you a small smile and told you that it was nothing as he continued to push his food around. You stared at him a bit longer hoping he would look back at you and tell you the truth, but he didn’t. You didn’t want to say that the connection you two was slipping away, but sadly it felt like your relationship was slipping away.

As the night went on, Ethan barely spoke a word to anyone, even you, unless he was spoken to. You were talking to a few friends when you felt his hand on your lower back and say, “Hey I’m going to head home, okay? I already ordered an Uber for you and Grayson.”

You turned around to face him, giving him a worried look while meeting his dark eyes. “Do you want me to come with?”

“No it’s okay. Don’t worry about it. Stay and have fun, okay?” He said starting to walk away, hoping you would just drop it. But of course you didn’t, so you followed him to his car.

“Hey... Stop. What’s going on? Talk to me.” You said grabbing his arm to make him turn around.

He harshly pulled his arm out of your grip, making you flinch a little. “I said I was fine. Just go back inside. I’ll see you later.”

Ethan began to walk away, leaving you shocked. But if he thought you were going to give up so easily, he was wrong. So the second he opened his car door, you hopped into the passenger seat.

He didn’t look at you. He just kept his gaze at the parked car in front of him before running his hand through his hair. “Y/N. I’m not doing this right now. Just leave. Please.” As stubborn as Ethan was, so were you. You didn’t care that he was trying to push you away because you were never going to leave.

When he parked his car in the driveway, he immediately stepped out of the car, slamming the door behind him. Never has Ethan left you in the car to open your own door, even when you were fighting or even you two were just friends. He always held the door open for you and now you were desperately trying to catch up to him.

“Ethan! Slow down! We need to talk!” You said finally catching up to him before he could slam another door.

“There’s nothing to talk about Y/N! Can’t you see that I want to be alone!?” Ethan yelled at the top of his lungs before stomping towards his room.

“But you need help! Something’s wrong and you’re no-”

“I don’t need help! I need you to leave!” Ethan said still walking away from you, but you quickly followed.

“Why are you pushing me away? You’ve been doing this for days now! Why can’t you see that I’m just trying to help you?” You shouted back at him.

“Help me?! All I feel like you’ve been doing is smother me! Following me around like some lost puppy. Why don’t you do yourself a favor and just leave because I don’t need you here!” He said finally turning around and meeting your glossy eyes.

You could feel yourself feeling smaller and smaller the more words came out his mouth, “You don’t mean that...”

“You’re right. It’s not that I don’t need you here, it’s that I don’t want you here! Get out!” Ethan yelled in your face before turning around and slamming his bedroom door, leaving you to stand there all alone in the dark hallway.

Who knew words could be so hurtful, especially when it came from the one you loved most. But deep down inside you knew Ethan was hurting so much more than you were.

You quietly walked to his door and knocked on it softly, “E... Please let me in.”

No response.

“Ethan... I know you don’t want to talk to me but if you just let me in, we c-”

Suddenly the door swing open to reveal and angry Ethan, but in his eyes you could see the pain and sadness he’s been holding in for so long. “I told you to leave.” He said through his gritted teeth.

He chuckled again while shaking his head as you refused to move, “What is it that you want from me? What is it going to take for you to leave me alone?”

“Ethan what are you talking about?” You said stepping closer to him, only for Ethan to step back.

As he stayed silent, you stood there confused as ever. What is he talking about? Soon your thoughts were interrupted when he said, “Why are you with me?”

“Ethan. I’m with you because I love you.”

“Right and I’m supposed to believe that.” Ethan scoffed at your response. He didn’t believe anything you, even though he wanted to.

“What is it that you don’t believe? Because I’m standing here in front of you, desperately hoping there is some way you will let me help you, but I feel like I’m not enough right now.” You said as your voice cracked and tears threatened to fall.

“I told you I don’t need your help!” Ethan grew angry once again.

“Why are you shutting me out!?” You reached his volume as your throat began to burn.

“I’m not shutting you out!”

“Ethan! Yes you are! You’re going it right now!” This was getting really tiring and you hated that he still wasn’t letting you in.

“I’m just trying to protect you!”

“Protecting me from what?! Because right now the on-”

“Me!” Ethan yelled as he sat down and leaned against his bed, covering his face with his hands. You could see tears ran down his face, no matter how hard he tried to cover them. How broken he looked.

You sat down in front of him and placed your hands on his wrists in attempt to move them, but Ethan stayed put. “E... Baby. You have to look at me. What are you talking about?” You said just above a whisper, even though you two were the only ones in the room.

Sobs began to come from the tall, brunette boy in front of you as tears of your own began to fall. “Ethan please. I hate seeing you like this.”

Finally Ethan looked at you and despair was the only thing you could see in his dark eyes. “Why did you choose me?”

You placed your hand on his cheek and lightly rubbed your thumb on his wet cheekbone, “Ethan I already told you I chose you because I love you.”

He looked down at the ground and softly said, “But what’s there to love?”

Words could not describe how shocked you were to hear those words. Ethan knew how to act confident and the happiest guy in the world, but the sobbing man sitting in front of you said that he was too tired putting on a mask everyday. A mask he was left to uncover to reveal his true self when he was home alone as his dark thoughts consumed him and it pained you knowing that every night he was suffering alone.

“You could choose anyone in the world and you chose to be with me. Someone who’s weak, unloveable, and broken. H-How could you love someone like me? A failure and disappointment. Y-you could have easily chosen Grayson. H-He’s the perfect guy w-while I stand in his shadow where no one can see me.” He managed to say through his sobs that erupted his chest.

Everyone raved about Grayson, but Ethan? He was always the second best. Fans never greeted him first or even at all as he had to pretend it was okay, but on the inside it broke his heart knowing he was never anyone’s favorite until he met you.

“Ethan Grant Dolan... I love you. And I am so thankful that I have you in my life because I met you during a time of my life where I felt so lost and broken. You’ve made me realize how amazing life is and what it feels like to be loved.” You said giving him a sweet smile but he still kept his head low.

“But you didn’t have to choose me.”

“Ethan. Why would I want to choose someone else when I have the most perfect guy in the world right next to me? Your smile you hate so much brings me so much joy and happiness because whenever I see that goofy grin of yours, I know you’re happy. You never fail to make me laugh or help me in any way. Sometimes I wonder if I deserve you because you’re so fucking perfect for me that it scares me. And I know you can’t see it right now but I am so fucking proud of you. I’m so proud of the man you’ve become because I know one day you’re going to be an amazing father and inspire them the same way you’ve inspire the world.”

“I want to believe you but something inside me keeps telling me I can’t... I just feel like I’m drowning and no one can save me. I feel like everything I do is all for nothing. I don’t know what’s wrong with me.” Ethan said as his teary eyes finally met yours.

You pulled him into your chest as you softly played with his hair at the nape of his neck. “Nothing’s wrong with you E. You’re just going through a rough patch right now, but you have me right beside you. You have to tell me when things get bad okay? I hate seeing you like this. Whatever’s going on we’re going to get through this. Together.”

He pulled away and placed a soft kiss on your lips and leaned his forehead on yours, “Together.”

As you held Ethan in your arms, you couldn’t help but to think about how amazing he is. He was always the one saving you, but this time you were the one saving him.

“Thank you,” Ethan mumbled into your chest, “Thank you for always being there for me when I pushed you away. Thank you for loving me the way I love you.”

“I love you Ethan and nothing’s ever going to change that.”

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