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pr1ncessjasm1ne · 5 years

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Love Sick

Summary: Y/N reminisces on memories that have led to the confessions of her best friend, [college!]Grayson, admitting his feelings. Word Count: ~ 5,600 Warnings: Cursing, mentions of smoking and drinking, but mostly fluff. A/N: Yikes, this is my first time posting for this fandom and NOT on my side blog, this is also the first time I write with a concept that I really like and needed for myself. I grew to love it and I might make a part 2, so PLEASE FEEL FREE TO GIVE FEEDBACK AND LET ME KNOW IF YOU WOULD WANT A SECOND PART!!! <3

tags: @cutesydolan @joeyskinnyleg @hmmmethan @ohmydolantwins

My days at university have been exceptionally beautiful during many moments. I was getting to date my best friend, whom I met here. It was an occurrence that I never really expected. It all started my freshman year. It was move-in day, to be exact.

“Mom, it’s to the left,” I instruct her on the other end of the large, blue plastic moving cart that we had unloaded my stuff into from our car. It was move in day for my first year of college, and I was ecstatic to be settled in and meeting new people to make friends immediately. I was also super excited to finally be away from home where I had never been allowed out of the house.

“Okay, number 205, right?” she asks as she slows down in front of the room. I nod in confirmation and move around to unlock the door. I guess I beat my roommate, since it was empty.

“Sweet, I want the bottom bunk!” I smiled at my mom as I started to walk in and she followed with the cart.

“Yay! If you fall off when you’re sleeping, you’re only a couple of feet off the ground!” She teased. She likes to think I’m a huge clutz in avoiding the reality that she’s oblivious to, which is that she’s the huge clutz. But whatever. I rolled my eyes in response and asked her to start putting the sheets on my bed while I go get the second cart with my dad.

The second I stepped out my door, I bumped in to a taller, larger man holding a huge box that hit my face. “Oh shit- I’m so, so sorry!” I heard as I clenched my eyes shut and held my hands to my temple. I open my eyes to find a pair of beautiful, deep green orbs decorated with some thick and sharp eyebrows currently furrowed with concern.

“Uh… it’s ‘kay,” I giggled. I felt like I forgot the entire English language in that moment. I continued my hold on my temple before he gently removed my hands by the wrists, making me shiver a bit.

“Oh no, did the corner of the box hit you? It looks like you have a little cut.. oh my god, I’m so-“

“Hey, it’s fine! Nothing a little Neosporin can’t fix,” I reassure, “just be a little more careful, please. I’m asking for everyone.” He sports a small smirk and I caught his cute little dimple. The little dimple I didn’t know I would ever come to love so much.

“Okay, you got it. But still, I’m so sorry. Can I do anything?” He asks, without realizing someone was behind him trying to push another cart. It was my dad, bringing in the second cart I was supposed to help him with.

“Y/N, who’s this?” My dad blatantly asks. Grayson drops his hold on my hands and looks up. Dad has never been fond of any boys in my life, saying they were clearly only after one thing. It was no different with any stranger who looked between 17 and 20 years old. He’s a little overprotective, I guess.

“Good question, what’s your name, boy-who-hit-me-with-his-box?” I cross my arms and cock an eyebrow. He shifts his eyes between my dad and I, growing a little red in the face.

“I promise it was an accident- I’m Grayson…” he smiles a bit awkwardly. I couldn’t help but giggle at his reaction to my dad’s glare after I mentioned the incident that brought our meet, to begin with.

My dad completely dismissed Grayson’s existence and asked me to move out of the doorway to bring the first cart in and replace it with the second one. I did as I was told and moved over to let my parents handle the moving for a second.

“Do you need any help with that box, by the way?” I asked, pointing down at the box he had dropped when he grabbed my wrists. He quickly bent down to pick it up and let out a small chuckle.

“Actually, I wouldn’t mind a spotter to make sure I don’t hit anyone else,” he smiled in my direction. How am I supposed to resist that smile? I moved to be in front of him and led him down to the boy’s hall of the residence.

“What number?” I asked, slowing down my pace as we made our way down.

“220, right there,” he pointed me to the door just a few feet away. I helped him steer clear of a couple of parents he couldn’t see, and probably would have hit with his obscenely large moving box. I noticed the door was prompted open, so I let myself in. I let curiosity get the best of me and decided to watch him for a bit.

“Bottom or top bunk?” I asked. He set the box down behind me and dropped to his knees to start unpacking it.

“I want the bottom bunk, but I know my brother is going to use the ‘I was born first’ card to claim it once he gets here,” he sighs. I take the liberty to sit down on the bottom bunk to test it out.

“Hmm. Unless you want to hit your head constantly on the top bunk, I think you dodged a bullet there,” I stated while holding the metal bars above me.

“Same difference, I’ll hit my head up on the ceiling, too. I just don’t wanna climb,” he smiles. He shifts his focus from the box over to me, and I notice he caught a glance of my exposed thighs in my shorts. I immediately felt a bit insecure and I covered them with my hands before standing up.

“True. Well, good luck to you, Grayson. I have to go help my parents before they complain and say I’m avoiding them,” I say while peeping into his box. It looked like a bunch of tech stuff and lost interest for the moment, making a mental note to ask about it later. “I’ll see you around,” I sport my biggest smile as I leave the room.

“Bye, Y/N!”

I saw Grayson very frequently that year. We bumped into each other nearly every day first semester; I saw him after sociology as I was making my way into the building and he was making his way to class. During midterms season in early October, I would get annoyed of my roommate talking to her boyfriend from back home every single night while I was trying to study. I decided to go in the common room of the residence hall one night and found Grayson taking up an entire table with his laptop, books, and notes spread out as he was studying. That night, he was wearing a white hoodie and gray sweats, looking real cute and cozy. He had his hood up and fidgeted with the strings, which I later found out he did often. He was alone in the common room, which indicated that it was pretty late at night considering that was a popular study space. Even though there was plenty of space, I still sat at the table he occupied because I didn’t want him to feel lonely, even if we were both going to be silently working on our own things. That quickly turned out to be the opposite of what we intended. Every time we started studying, he would ask me random questions about myself and got me rambling for hours. Eventually, this became a problem because we would never really get work done. I found out his twin brother, Ethan, was always playing video games late at night while he tried to study. I didn’t mind that I would hardly get my work done with him. I enjoyed getting to know him every few nights at 3 in the morning until the sun rose and we called it a night and went on with our lives.

Second semester, I found him in my statistics class. Our late-night study sessions, therefore, started to become intentional as well as more frequent. The fact that we both actually needed to study and had each other for support didn’t stop us from getting distracted and talking about literally anything else. I also started hanging out with him in our rooms which eventually led to hanging out outside of the residence hall. We started going to the dining halls together along with his brother, Ethan, and my new friend Alena. Alena quickly made a move on Ethan one night while we were all taking a walk around the lake nearby to stargaze. I was very happy for them when they shared their first kiss together, but it made me a bit sad when I had no one to share an experience like that with. Grayson suggested I should get on tinder, but I didn’t cave then. I was always hoping something would spark between us and bring us together and I don’t think I would have wanted there to be a chance for it to happen with someone else. Not at that time.

Over summer, Grayson and Ethan went back to New Jersey, while Alena went back to her hometown of San Angelo, Texas. I made my way back to my small town in California, which was only a few hours away from our university. I was happy to be back home, but I missed Grayson more than anyone. We started sending one another consistent snapchats of random things that happened throughout our day. Or random selfies with “bored” somewhere on the caption. It always depended on the day, really. But there was never a day I didn’t see his gorgeous face on my screen. At some point in the summer, we started to facetime at night, continuing our late-night chats from the study room. Most times, he would be sending me things to watch on youtube and watch my reaction. It was something we liked to do at our distracted study nights as well. Other times, we would just keep each other company while we played video games or one of us was trying to sleep. It became habitual to fall asleep to the sound of Grayson Dolan’s soft snores even though he had never physically slept next to me. I almost couldn’t sleep the night I moved back up for the second year of college.

“This apartment is sick, [Y/N]! You could throw parties here!” Grayson exclaimed, sitting on my new bed. I let out a small giggle as I sat next to him. “I’m not really a party girl, Gray,” I tilted my head at him. He averted his gaze and stared at his lap.

“You’re right, but I’ll be coming over a lot. This is way better than the small studio Ethan got us stuck with,” he said shifting his eyes back to mine. I felt a slight rush of heat and decided to lay down and stare at the ceiling to shake off the effect Grayson’s eyes had on me. I hadn’t looked into them since the last day before summer, and I forgot how intimidating they were. I always felt like Grayson could see into my soul and take it to keep whenever he laid eyes on me.

“You’re welcome to stay whenever Ethan won’t stop geeking out,” I offered. “But you’re also welcome whenever, and you know that”. I was trying so hard to suppress the smile that threatened to stretch out my cheeks. I felt him lay back next to me, and I shifted my attention to his face.

“Thanks, beautiful,” he almost whispered. I swear if it had been any lower, I wouldn’t have heard him. I almost pretended not to hear it, but my smile and blushing cheeks made it evident. I quickly sat up again, shaking off this feeling.

It wasn’t that I didn’t want Grayson to know how I felt, nor was it that I was afraid of rejection. I genuinely just wanted to keep Grayson around as platonic as I could for as long as I could. I also did not think he was anywhere in my league, but I wouldn’t let that flood my mind. I enjoyed Grayson and his company. His actions and words never crossed any boundaries of mine and I couldn’t tell if that was intentional or not. Regardless, he was my best friend and Alena would kill me if she heard me say it. I tried to tell myself I was just lusting over my best friend because I was horny, and he was the closest guy I had around. Besides him and Ethan, I didn’t have many guy friends who were straight in my life at the moment. And I definitely did not want to pursue Ethan after him and Alena had hooked up one night and she caught feelings for him- BAD. And I can’t blame her. Ethan was amazing, sweet, hilarious, and the tinge bit of annoying was actually endearing on him. However, he was no Grayson to me. Sure, Ethan checked up on me and sent me random memes every now and then. But my second year showed me just how close Grayson and I were going to get.

It was a cold night during finals week of first semester when I was studying at the library and I got my period out of nowhere. No, it wasn’t just that I was far from my apartment and couldn’t get a pad that made me lose it. It was also that I was so close to failing the class I was studying for, and it was that I had spent 14 hours studying the material that day alone, and that I hadn’t had a proper sleep for 4 days also studying for this exam.

While I was sitting in the bathroom stall, crying my eyes out at 1 am, I tried to call Alena to see if she could bring me a pad or tampon from home. To my dismay, her phone was off and I kept getting sent to voicemail. Just a few minutes later, I got a text from Grayson, who had also been studying with me at the library:

gray<3: hey u good?

I knew he was no stranger to periods and wasn’t one of those boys to get freaked out by it, so I decided to call him.

“Hey, what’s up? You’ve been in the bathroom for a while. I got worried,” he said. I tried to muffle my sobs and get myself together.

“I got my period and I don’t have anything with me, Alena won’t pick u-“

“HEY does anyone have a pad or tampon?” I heard Grayson say away from the speaker. “My friend is in the bathroom, she doesn’t have anyth- oh thanks! Yeah I think she’s in the bathroom on this floor,” he said to someone else. I started laughing at his shameless behavior. He was never hesitant to make sure I was taken care of but this was just amusing to me. “Okay a blonde girl is gonna come in there any minute now, she had something useful,” he giggles. I reciprocate the laughter as my heart jumps a little bit.

“Thanks, Grayson,” I say before hanging up.

While small, the gesture stuck with me that night. He also went to the campus convince store located across from the library and bought me some snacks to cheer me up while we studied a bit longer. When we were done, he walked me back to my apartment and stayed the night. When I asked him why he wanted to spend the night during the most stressful time of our semester when he could be bundled up and cozy in his own bed, he said he would rather make sure I’m extra warm and getting cuddled when I was on my period and stressing over exams. This was new territory in our friendship and we had yet to test the waters. We had cuddled before, but it was always for a short period of time and while others were present. Most times, it was when we were watching movies or playing games with a group of people and we were stuck sitting on the floor. I would lean my back against his chest as he leaned against a couch or cabinet. That night, he held me in the same position but laying down, with one arm gently around my waist and the other tucked around my head as he stroked my hair every now and then. It was the first time since summer that I had fallen asleep to the sound of his soft snores. I found myself drifting off easily to the gentle, warm feeling of them against my hair. To say I caught myself falling in love with him that night is an understatement. I finally admitted it but didn’t know where to go from there. It was different from how I had seen him before.

Winter break separated us again, and the facetime calls became more frequent than they had been over summer. It got to a point where I started introducing him to my family over facetime, and he did the same. Nonetheless, I was surprised on Christmas Eve when he facetimed me asking to open the package that he sent me through the mail as a Christmas gift for a reaction. I was in the living room where my family had been gathered to watch a Christmas movie when he texted me to check the mail. I didn’t expect to see a small box and a separate envelope from him in there. Immediately, I ran up the stairs to my room with my family asking what I was doing. I didn’t pay attention to them and bolted straight to my bed as he called. I answered and sat down before opening the envelope first, as he requested.

The first thing I found in there was a hand-written note reading:

“Y/N,

First of all, you don’t understand how much I miss you. Seeing you through a screen literally does you no justice. I’d rather be giving you this in person. Second, you’re so special to me. You’re my best friend. And my best friend deserves the best. I really hope you like it. I chose it myself and Ethan said it was nice… I kinda trust him. I just thought of you instantly when I saw it. Lastly, MERRY CHRISTMAS!!!!!

- Gray”

I think he knew exactly how to pull at my heartstrings by this time, and he knew handwritten notes were one of my favorite things. I kept all the random sticky notes with jokes and doodles he put in my notebooks when I wasn’t looking while we studied at the library all those nights. He didn’t know I kept them all in the back of my planner, sticking them an inch apart to create a collection.

I pulled the next thing out of the envelope, which was three Polaroid pictures we had taken at three different times. The first picture was an attempted selfie that was mostly Grayson’s smile and my eye featuring one of the ears of my cat ear headband. On the bottom, written in sharpie was: “10/31/17 – one of my favorite nights”.

“So we’re dressing up just to hang out and eat candy?” I asked Grayson from my bed, as he sat against it with his laptop open searching for last minute DIY Halloween costumes.

“No, we’re dressing up because it’s Halloween. It’s tradition,” he states sternly.

I didn’t dare question Grayson and his love for holidays. He ended up asking me to do some skull makeup on him, which I did… poorly. And I just stuck on my cat ears that I had laying around for when I wanted to push my hair back while doing my makeup. I went full out with him and drew some whiskers on with eyeliner and drew a pink heart on my nose with lipstick. He insisted we should take a polaroid and the one that came out was the one he sent in the mail. We burst out into laughter after we saw the developed photo because Grayson swore that he had the perfect angle for us to be in frame, and he was totally wrong. But at the time, it was the last of the film he had, and we decided the photo would suffice for memories and we took a few selfies on his phone for better measure. That night ended in us watching Rick and Morty until I passed out in the bed where we were sitting against the wall, and Grayson went home. I didn’t know why it was one of his favorite nights, so I asked him while we were on facetime.

“It was the first night I saw you fall asleep in front of me,” he said with a bit of hesitation in his voice, “all the other times were over facetime.” My lips betrayed me when I tried to hide my smile. I didn’t think Grayson had such fond memories of small things like this as I did. I thought I was the only one.

The second photo was one of Grayson holding a joint in his mouth and I held a lighter against the joint and smiled at the camera. Again, written in sharpie: “11/11/17- baby’s first weed”. I laughed hysterically at this one. This was from the first time Grayson and I smoked weed together, and his first time ever smoking.

“Okay, remember to hold it in your mouth and then when you pull it away, inhale it,” I instructed Grayson. My housemate Kiara had brought home several joints and left them out on the living room coffee table for anyone who wanted them. I was curious to see what Grayson would be like while he was high. Alena was with us, and she had never smoked before either.

“Wait, let me take a picture with Grayson’s polaroid!” Alena exclaimed. We posed somewhat silly, and then I lit the joint for Grayson.

Grayson took a puff of the joint and breathed as I had taught him. His eyes were getting a little bloodshot as he kept taking hits, and they were also a bit hooded and seemed sleepy. I knew he was high when the three of us were sitting in comfortable silence while lightly playing The 1975 from my phone. I heard a slight snort escape him. It took me a little bit to react, looking over to him and giggling inexplicably.

“What?” I asked through a smile.

“I don’t know,” he replied, still giggling. “I just wanna laugh!!”

“It’s the weed, Gray!” Alena cackled out. I couldn’t believe the lightweights that sat on each side of me on the couch. I was also high, but I obviously forgot what it was like when you smoked for the first time.

After a while, Alena felt the sleepiness hit her and she knocked out in her bed, leaving me alone with high Grayson. We sat in the same silence with the light sounds of the music for a while before Grayson admitted he was feeling the munchies hit him. We made our way to the kitchen when I remembered I had some left-over, pre-made cookie dough from baking cookies for Alena’s birthday last month. Right as I put the cookies in the oven, Grayson wrapped his arms around my waist from behind and lifted me up.

“Gray!! STOP!” I squealed and laughed. I would have normally begged him to stop for a bit longer, but he turned me around and sat me up on the counter next to the stove. I choked on my breath a little bit as he spread my legs apart slightly to allow himself in between. I didn’t know what was going on because he had never done this before, but I wasn’t going to complain. His face was close to mine, and I noticed his eyes fixed to my lips, then my eyes, and then my lips again. I couldn’t handle the intensity in this interaction, so I grabbed the cookie dough wrapper and started picking at the bits of lingering dough to stick in my mouth. “Want some?” I asked with a slight shake in my voice, holding out my dough covered finger. He smiled and accepted the cookie dough I held up, licking up the dough and going for more from the wrapper. I didn’t want things to get awkward with Grayson if I had made a move and kissed him when maybe he was just super high and admiring me for no reason.

The last photo was just of me, asleep on his chest with his hand through my hair. This was from the morning after he had spent the night during finals and I didn’t even know he took this. This time, the sharpie just read “12/13/17 – nervous x nbhd”. My heart escaped my entire body and I felt my head start to spin. I knew this meant he wanted me to know that I made him nervous, as The Neighborhood had so perfectly titled their song. I couldn’t breathe, but before I could ask Grayson anything, my mom barged into my room.

“Y/N, come back down please. We’re doing family stuff,” she said eagerly, “don’t be rude by staying up here.”

“Okay, give me just a second mom, Grayson sent me this-“

“Y/N! Now!” she whisper-yelled. I put the polaroids away in my desk just in case my mom wanted to punish me for smoking weed or being asleep on top of a boy.

“Hey, Grayson I’m sorry. I gotta go, but I’ll open the package later?” I bit my finger nervously.

“That’s fine, go do family stuff. I’ll be awake,” he reassures me. I felt butterflies in my stomach knowing I’ll be talking to him later.

While watching yet another boring Christmas movie with my family, I couldn’t help but think about Grayson deciding to put that song title on the picture of me sleeping. What did this mean? Was there any meaning to it at all? I was stepping in more uncharted territory with Grayson, and with anyone. I hadn’t had a boyfriend since the beginning of high school, so I forgot how to interact with boys I liked. I also didn’t get much practice since I was too busy swooning over Grayson to pay attention to any other guys who might have been potential interests. Grayson didn’t make it very clear if there were any other girls in his life, but the more I thought about it, the less I could think of a single time he talked about being interested in a girl. I grabbed my phone and texted Ethan.

Y/N: Hey I need to talk to you Don’t tell Grayson!!! PLEASE!

Eetee: What’s up??

Y/N: Okay I need you to be completely honest with me right now

Eetee: Ok…? I always am but ok

Y/N: Yes. So does Grayson like me??

Read at 9:47pm

I got nervous as he left me hanging for a good 15 minutes.

Y/N: ETHAN PLEASE DON’T SAY ANYTHING TO GRAYSON

Eetee: I can’t tell you anything either

Y/N: What do you mean?

Eetee: You’re asking someone who was sworn to secrecy on this subject. Shouldn’t that give it away?

Eetee: Btw that should be a totally obvious answer, but I can’t insinuate anything. Just talk to him

Ethan knew Grayson was in love with me. Grayson had told him about every single time he got me to smile so much that my faint dimples started showing. Grayson told him about every snapchat I sent him while he held up his phone and said “Isn’t she so cute?!” Ethan was there every time Grayson came home from hanging out with me, feeling sad that he couldn’t find the courage to confess how he felt. Ethan was also there the night Grayson got high and came home giggling hysterically. He knew he had smoked, but what he didn’t expect was to hear Grayson tell him how he almost kissed me. He almost found the courage to act on his feelings, but I made cookie dough our “cock-blocker”. Ethan wanted to tell me all of this right then, but Grayson made him swear he wouldn’t spill a word to me because he wanted to do it himself. He needed to find the right words and the right time.

I decided to leave my family once again, claiming that I was tired and promised to come back down if I couldn’t sleep. It was a cheap excuse, but my family finally let me go and I immediately facetimed Gray as I locked the door to my room.

“Hey again,” he smiled through his barely open hoodie. He was snuggled up in his bed and looked so perfectly cute. I could never get enough of him.

“Hi, sorry about earlier. I’ve been so eager to keep talking to you.”

“It’s okay. Go open your present,” he flashed his toothy smile as he commanded me to open what he sent.

“You know you didn’t have to get me anything, right? The pictures are amazing, and I was so close to crying before my mom came in,” I admitted.

“Cool, then it worked. Now open what I WANTED to get you because I know I don’t have to get you anything,” he chuckled. He knew I was stubborn about gifts and I hated being materialistic.

But when I opened the package, I didn’t expect to see what he had gifted me. It made my heart stop for the second time tonight, but also start racing faster than it was already going. I stopped fighting my smiles at this point. “Gray….. what the…?” I whispered.

“Just wanted you to know how much you mean to me.” He said sweetly. It was a beautiful, dainty gold necklace with a small crescent moon adorning that I had seen in a jewelry store we checked out when Ethan wanted a new chain and we tagged along. It was very pretty but I couldn’t afford it and I had honestly, completely forgotten about it. I’m surprised Grayson remembered how much I loved it when I saw it.

“Why did you- when did you- what?!” I was out of words. This was the most attention someone had ever put into a gift for me. Even though I didn’t wear jewelry often, I knew I was going to be rocking this necklace every single day just because Grayson had gifted it to me.

“I know you love the moon, and you loved that necklace so much. I saw it in your eyes when we were at that store. I went back like a month later by myself and got it. Saved it for Christmas.” Grayson sounded really proud of himself, and honestly, I was too. This was such a sweet gift and it truly made me want to be the first to confess how I felt and get it over with.

“Grayson, I love it. Thank you so much,” I gushed, “god, I love you…” I said quietly. I felt an awkward silence fall on us, and I was unsure as to if he heard me or not. I kept my focus on the necklace to avoid seeing his face if he had heard me.

“Y/N… I need to tell you something….” He said quietly, losing his short-lived confidence. I looked at my phone screen to see him tucked behind his hoodie that he had pulled the strings on, only his nose and some of his forehead visible. “I’ve had a major crush on you since we met, and my feelings just keep getting more intense. I wanted to tell you in person, I swear-“

“It’s okay, you have told me in person,” I cut him off reminiscing in all the memories where I left myself wondering if he liked me or if it was just a delusion of mine. The pictures and his confession of said “crush” was enough confirmation that I had been waiting for.

“What do you… oh, the pictures?” He chuckled, opening his hoodie a little more, to peek through. “Yeah, I was hoping you caught on eventually… I just- I’m not sure how to tell someone I like them, so…”

“It’s fine, I love the pictures. I love the necklace. I’m so, so happy right now, Gray.”

We spent that night on facetime until 5 in the morning in my time zone, but he was up until 8 in the morning, where he had to go open presents with his family. We talked about our different memories where it was obvious that we had feelings for one another and we both felt like the other was not into them. I laughed at how he thought the time I changed in front of him was because I thought of him as a brother. But I was very drunk, and he walked me home that night to make sure I was okay. And I needed help getting out of the dress I had worn because the back zipper got caught on something and fell off completely. Everyone else in my apartment was still out partying and Grayson was the only person around, which was fine by me. I pranced around in my underwear after he helped me out, hoping it would be a bit amusing or maybe spark a bit of innocent, drunk fun between us. He admitted he was also drunk that night, being overly tempted to finally kiss my lips as well, and touching my bare skin made him too nervous to make a move. He didn’t want to send the wrong message, so he avoided contact with me until I needed to be tucked into bed when he kissed my head through my hair. I hardly remembered that, as I was pretty wasted. But, he told me how nervous he was I’d get weirded out by it.

This is where it really started.

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arcticdolans · 6 years

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You need to go to sleep now.

** requested by @boujeebailey **

ooooh drabble request for: "you need to go to sleep now" :))))

Summary: A cute fluffy drabble where Y/N has a hard time falling asleep in Grayson's bed.

Words: 200 or so

Warnings: Nothing, fluuuuff

A/N: Heyyy, this is my second requested drabble!! Sorry it's short, but I hope you guys enjoy it :) please leave me any new requests in my inbox ❤️❤️

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"Y/N," Grayson sighed with a small smile playing upon his lips. "It's 2am."

"I know baby, but I can't sleep!" I groaned. Frowning, I turned over on the bed and set my phone back onto the bed side table. When I rolled back around to face Grayson, he grinned and threw his large arms around me. I squealed softly under the impact, and wriggled around against his bare chest, trying to find the right position. The soft moonlight filtered in through the window, where the moon would soon disappear and turn into the sun.

Finally, I had manoeuvred my body enough to be moderately comfortable. I huffed in faux annoyance and I rolled my eyes up at Grayson. He elicited a tiny giggle, and reached his arm down under the blankets to hoist my leg over his. I entangled my legs with Grayson's, and placed one arm underneath the pillow so that I could admire my gorgeous boyfriend with the other. Grayson looked down at me sleepily, and I smiled in return.

My fingers reached daintily towards his head, and I caressed his cheekbone with my thumb. I traced the planes of his face with my fingertips. His browbone, down his nose, then finally landing on his plump, rosy lips. His eyes fluttered closed and I lifted my head to plant a kiss on his mouth. As I pulled back, his small pout widened into a beautiful smile. Gently, he lifted his hand up to tuck a loose strand of hair behind my ear.

"Baby?" He whispered.

"Yeah?" I replied, my eyes already sliding closed in the dim light.

"You need to go to sleep now."

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dolanspacemendes · 6 years

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Sometimes I feel like they read fan fiction and they like it. So in there videos they make parts that fans could take screenshots and make a dope ass fic. Then they can read it and get in there feels. And yeah. It’s just a thought I had. Repost with other pictures that could be used for fan fiction from there videos if you want.

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adolanables · 4 years

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Linked - FINALE (E.D)

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What felt like years had passed, but in reality it had only been a few months. Ethan was back at work, putting his all into Dolan Industries with his brother, but making sure to be home every night by 5. Anna had taken advantage of the physical therapy she was given for her leg and made a full recovery. News of her injury had traveled to her parents, but the story from Hailette officials was that she was shot through the car on the lower side of town. Ethan tried his best to shield her, but got her to the hospital quickly.

She had seen her family a few times, the visits never nearly as sweet as she hoped. She felt like she couldn’t be herself knowing how much she was hiding from them. Grayson and Kennedy made frequent visits to the Ethan Dolan residence. Kennedy was two months pregnant - finding out just after everything had gone down. Ethan and Anna were a bit heart broken; they showed excitement and interest to the couple, but deep down were crying. The pair had tried on and off for a baby, but hadn’t been successful. After a few weeks of trying, they both decided they weren’t sure they wanted to bring a child into this world. Anna’s heart ached at the thought of raising a baby girl who she would have to sign away the moment she was born. Ethan didn’t love the idea either - they both agreed they would hold off for now. Perhaps one day they would really be able to leave and raise their babies in a safe place.

“Anna?” Ethan’s voice echoed through the entrance of his grand home which he had given Anna free reign to re-design. The once dark walls were now bright and welcoming.

“Hi, sweet.” She rounded the corner, emerging from the kitchen with flour all over her apron, but Ethan pulled her into him anyways. “How was work?”

“Work - missed you.” Pressing a small kiss to the corner of her mouth made Anna melt into his warm chest. “You look like you’ve been busy?”

“I accidentally may have made cookies for dinner.” Tossing her hand over her mouth with a giggle, she tugged her husband into the kitchen were trays of chocolate chip cookies lined the counters.

“I’m not complaining.” Ethan couldn’t help but smile as Anna clung onto him, arms wrapped around his neck. Over the short time Ethan had known Anna, he had developed so much respect for her. The eighteen year old girl he once saw her as had grown into a beautiful woman who he was proud to know - let alone call his wife. “Your birthday is coming up.”

“Mhm.” Nodding, but continuing to nuzzle her face into his neck. Anna had turned eighteen a few months before Ethan’s thirtieth birthday.

“What shall we do?” Soft kisses into her hair made Anna let out a soft sigh, shrugging her shoulders somberly. “I think I know.” His voice was just barely above a whisper as he leaned down to capture her lips with his right hand coming up to caress her cheek.

“I’m sure you’ll find something good.” Nuzzling her nose into his, she leaned up and pressed a kiss to his nose again before whipping around and grabbing a cookie. Ethan smiled softly at the pair of leggings she wore - his eyes closing slightly at the shape of her legs. He was honestly kind of grateful they no longer had an assistant; no one ever entered their house unannounced. Anna could wear what she wanted and Ethan was eating it up.

Over the next few days, Ethan was working overtime to make sure Anna’s birthday was absolutely perfect. After everything she’d been through this year, Ethan would be damned if he didn’t give her the perfect day.

So when Anna woke up on her actual birthday to Ethan sitting alert on the end of the bed, she couldn’t help but let out an amused giggle. “Good morning?”

“I was gonna bring breakfast up here, but I know you don’t like eating in bed.” He explained, a small smile on his face as she sat up and crawled towards him.

With a small nod and sigh Anna crawled into Ethan’s lap, legs wrapping around his torso. She ran a hand through his hair, a happy laugh leaving her lips as she reminisced on Ethan’s shaved head. She was grateful it had grown back - along with his beard. “Carry me?”

She didn’t need to ask twice. Ethan was pushing himself up off the bed and heading down the stairs, his hands gripping her panty-clad ass softly. As he sat her down to eat, she watched him slowly as he began to eat next to her, her heart beating out of her chest as she took him in. Her husband was so handsome; the past few months had not been easy. There were many nights she felt scared of him - sometimes angry. Other times, he slept in the guest bedroom, not knowing how to handle her painful sobs. She was still recovering from everything that happened, but she did know now that Ethan would never cheat on her again.

“What’s the plan for today, hm?” Taking a bite of waffles, she raised an eyebrow at him.

“It’s a surprise, silly.” Ethan rolled his eyes, taking a quick glance at his wife who wore his long shirt and just underwear. He wanted to take her right here and now, but that wasn’t on the agenda.

After the pair finished their breakfast, Ethan let Anna prepare for the day - brushing her teeth and fixing her hair. She was getting ready to shower when Ethan stopped her, jumping into the bathroom with his hands up as she gasped. Anna was naked with her right foot in the already running shower, but Ethan was quick to turn it off and pull her away. Before she could question him, he was leaning over the bath-tub and turning it on.

“I have this entire day planned out, let me treat you.” His hands were on his hips and his brow furrowed as she held back a giggle. “Let the bath run - I’ll be back -”

Anna twiddled her thumbs as the tub finished filling up. She turned it off on her own and took the chance to sink down into the warm water, a soft sigh leaving her lips as relaxation washed over her. Ethan was back quickly, arms full of bottles and towels. He didn’t let her speak before he was suddenly putting a cold cream on her face, eliciting a laugh from Anna.

“Shh, relax - let me do a face mask.” Ethan shushed her, his seriousness making her smile. His long fingers gently rubbed the lotion onto her skin, a faint grin as he watched his wife relax. As she sunk deeper into the bathtub, Ethan placed a straw to her lips and told her to drink. The cool ice water soothing her throat.

After a few hours of pampering later, Anna was as loose as a noodle and padding around the house in Ethan’s fluffy black robe. Her hair was up in a knot on her head and she had just spent the last hour getting her feet rubbed by her very attentive husband who had now disappeared.

The sound of bare feet on hard-wood got Ethan’s attention as he popped out of the kitchen with a white cardboard box. “What’s that?” Anna quipped, tugging on a piece of her curly hair at the foot of the staircase.

“My sweet Anna - I am introducing you to the best food on planet earth.” Ethan’s eyes were bright as he propped open the box revealing a delicious looking pizza that instantly made Anna’s mouth water. Of course she had heard of pizza, but she’d never had it - unhealthy meals just weren’t common for upper-class women.

“Oh,god - “ She moaned as Ethan fed her a piece carefully. “YEs.” With eyes shut, she took in the amazing taste.

“That is what I like to hear.” Soon, Ethan was dragging Anna back up the stairs - much to her surprise. Her mouth was stuffed full of pizza as they went into a room that had been unfinished for the last few months. As they entered the room, Anna felt her eyes well up. The paint was still dark, but a fluffy carpet had been installed along with what she could only assume was a giant television. There was a huge fluffy couch covered in blankets and pillows - it was lounge central.

“Ethan - “ Her voice cracked as she turned to look at him with wide eyes, but he was already pulling her in for a hug - the pizza set down on the table by the door.

“I know how much you wish our couch was comfier… so I set this up.” He whispered into her ear as her face pressed into his chest. “And - I was thinking since you love book so much that we could maybe watch some movies about the books?”

Anna was nodding fiercely, excitement coursing through her at the thought of watching a movie for the first time in her life. “Yes - Ethan- oh my god.”

“Let’s eat some pizza and then we’ll get started.” He kissed the side of her head before they settled into the couch with cheesy goodness in their laps.

It didn’t take long after finishing the pizza for Ethan’s hands to start wandering up and down Anna’s bare legs that were thrown across his lap. Ethan knew the second he started the movie, she’d be too engrossed. Anna seemed to get the hint as she crawled over to him, sinking down onto his lap with her knees on either side of him.

“Hey birthday girl.” Ethan smiled, leaning up to kiss the side of her mouth - he was so entranced with Anna. “Whatcha want, hm?” His hands were resting softly on her bottom, large fingers spread out so much he was nearly gripping it in its entirety.

“I think I want you, E.” Just barely whispering, her plump lips pressed up against Ethan’s jaw. Every time with Ethan felt like it was moving in slow motion, but right now especially. In a room he made for her, in the middle of a day he made for her - she was unconditionally loved.

With a simple nod, Ethan used one of his hands to tug on the string of the robe wrapped around his bare Anna. The thick fabric fell off her shoulders exposing the rise and fall of her chest that always made Ethan lose his breath. Soon, his lips were attached to her nipples, sucking softly as he rubbed large circles on her back, on hand tucked supporting her neck. The soft moans leaving her mouth always drove him mad; he loved the way she sounded for him.

Anna loved the way Ethan’s lips felt on her, but she didn’t want to wait right now - she wanted him so badly. She was tugging Ethan’s shirt off and nudging the waistline of his pants with a pout on her face that made him quickly undress. Her face was buried in the crook of his neck as he lined up beneath her, one hand wrapped around his length, the other gently resting on her hip. Anna slowly lowered down onto him, mouth falling open as she adjusted to him. Ethan’s other hand came up to tangle in her hair and pull her mouth to his, hooded eyes trained on hers as he started to pump in and out.

The mix of hot breath and soft whimpers filled the room. Usually, Ethan would have a hard time keeping himself from fucking her, but right now he didn’t want to move any faster. He was going to cherish as much of this as possible. The deeper Ethan went, the louder Anna’s whines got - her eyes locked on his as he held her head to his own.

“I love you so much.” Ethan spoke firmly as he picked up his pace just slightly, determined to get Anna to her high before he came.

“Oh, Ethan.” A breathless moan left her lips as he continued to hit that spot deep inside her. “I - love - you - tooo.” She threw her head back as she shook in his lap, cumming around his dick. As she tightened around him, Ethan couldn’t help but release inside of her, feverish kisses falling on any piece of skin he could reach.

Anna collapsed into Ethan’s chest - the place she felt the most safe. With Anna in his arms, Ethan felt like he could conquer the world; but he already had the world right there in his lap. The pair ended the day curled up next to each other on the couch watching a movie rendition of Anna’s favorite novel - Wuthering Heights. The eighteenth year of her life had been such a whirlwind, but she wouldn’t give any of it up - she wouldn’t trade Ethan for any kind of freedom or escape the world could offer her. Ethan was home.

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isnotys · 4 years

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Seamless Part 1

Summary: After being Shane Dawson’s assistant for a year, things couldn't have been going better. However, Shane had other plans. He has decided that your next move is to jump headfirst into your true passion and with some unexpected partners.

Warnings: None

It’s only been a short year after I moved to LA to work as Shane Dawson’s assistant and it has been the best decision I have ever made. After all of those grueling years in college, being an assistant to just any YouTuber would’ve been a hard pass, but this is Shane we’re talking about. I haven’t even been here that long, but he has already taught me so much about the business and has introduced me to the influential people that could potentially help me when I decide to pursue writing as a full-time career.

By far meeting, Jeffree Star has been the craziest experience of my life, although he has been one of the nicest people I’ve met. However, after the last Jeffree Star series, Shane had said he wanted to do a few more lowkey videos. Like the ones he used to do with just Andrew, Drew and Garret. Something that didn't rely as much on just him and Andrew and this makes a lot of sense because the wedding planning had kept him and Ryland quite busy, even Morgan and I as well.

Shane has never stopped helping people though, no matter how busy he is. That is why he let me have the day off today because he had some people coming over for an interview/video/therapy session and Shane wanted to be able to help them with no interruptions. He was mainly worried about how loud Garret usually is, but he asked us all to stay out of the house for most of the afternoon.

So Ryland, Morgan, Garret and I decided that it would be a productive use of our day to go Christmas shopping. Especially because Ryland and Morgan’s parents are coming to California soon and then we are all leaving for Colorado. Despite it being the middle of December, the LA sun is shining bright and nothing more than a hoodie is needed to battle the not so cold weather.

I was so honored that they invited me though. Not only has Shane become such an important part of my life, Ryland and Shane have also welcomed me into their family. My family doesn't celebrate Christmas and they live in another state, so they insisted I join them to celebrate it all together. After all, Christmas isn't the same in LA.

After a long drive in the crazy LA traffic, we hit a few stores in Rodeo Drive and got most of what we were going to gift each other. However, we still hadn't gone to the most important one, Target.

Just when we were coming into the store we saw none other than David Dobrik accompanied by his assistant, Natalie. I honestly thought that was who Shane was meeting with today so I was surprised to see them there, to say the very least. We have met a few times before at influencer events, which Shane doesn't go to therefore Ryland and Morgan drag me along, so we just all talked a little and they quickly left because they had to film a bit with the squad.

After saying goodbye to them, I immediately ask Ryland who was coming to the house today. David was my best guess and that had just been proven wrong.

“Ryland,” I begin to accept that my curiosity has finally gotten the best of me, “do you know who is coming to the house today to film the video?”

“Of course I do, hunty!,” he says smirking and with the enthusiasm and charisma he is known for, “Shane told me last week. But you, especially you, can’t know who it is just yet. It is all part of the master plan.”

“Well if it’s John Green, I think it is in everyone’s best interest that I am informed of what is going on,” I say trying to act unbothered and nonchalant, but Ryland can obviously tell that I am not happy that he isn't telling me anything.

“As long as there are snacks, there shouldn't be any problem,” Morgan says clearly over with this whole thing. She for sure knows something I don’t.

“SNACKS! You got that right, Morgan! Snacks and a good movie, that should be the plan for tonight,” says Garret excitedly and begins to laugh.

“Wait, why especially me? Why can't I specifically know about who’s at the house today?” I ask Ryland honestly confused and deadass scared for my job. What if Shane hired someone else and wanted to let me go? Before Christmas? This is the best job I have ever had, I don't want to lose it.

“Don’t worry it’s not what you think,” Ryland says walking away because he just saw some cute wine glasses. Ryland is clearly done avoiding my questions so we just keep shopping until we find what we need.

We finally make it back to the car after this long day and we are on our way home. Hopefully, we can just rest for the remainder of the evening because I am just exhausted. Ryland had picked up somethings and was planning to make a quick, homey meal so we could all have a chill night. Well, Ryland hardly ever cooks so, in reality, I’m the one making the food and Garret is gonna eat most of it before its done. We might need Postmates after all.

It's about 4 o'clock, but the sun is already setting, which is what I hate most about the winter. We are all in the car heading back to the house and the sun shining bright on our faces as Welcome to the Black Parade plays in the background. Emo? Maybe, but it never goes out of style.

As I lose myself in the lyrics, and Garret keeps talking about an upcoming Marvel movie, we finally arrive at the house. I am dying to take a warm bath and get out of these clothes because we have been running around all day and it might not be that warm, but I definitely look a little rough right now. As I look at my Lover crop top in the reflection when I get out of the car, I remember that Shane keeps telling me that I wear too much merch, and I am starting to believe he might be right after all.

We get all the bags out of the G-wagon and when we walk into the patio entrance of the house, Morgan trips and falls. The decorations fly in the air as we all die of laughter. Shane and Andrew rush out of the door to check if Morgan is ok. She is, though we are all mad it wasn’t caught on camera. When we are finally able to stop laughing, I look to the door and I see the last people on earth I have ever expected to meet at Shane’s house. Suddenly it all makes sense.

He was filming a video with the Dolan Twins.

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grayzone · 4 years

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how would the twins react to their gf crying in front of them for the first time?

This is my first ask so if I butcher this I’m sorry...

I think both the boys will be super understanding. They hold you and cuddle you giving you kisses here and there while whispering sweet nothings in you ear. They’d properly put on a movie, give you their hoodie or make you some tea to help calm you down.

Since they both deal with anxiety and panic attacks I feel they would try breathing techniques to help calm you down. Rubbing soft circles on your cheeks, wiping your tears and placing kisses in their wake. They would probably make sure you get some sleep and be with you the whole time while rubbing your back and playing with your fingers. I feel like they would probably crack some jokes here and there when youre feeling better or talk about their day when your heads cuddled on his chest.

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earfquak3 · 5 years

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FLUFF alphabet - e.d.

Summary: Just a cute little fluff alphabet with Ethan

Warnings: none except a whole lot of fluff

Word count: 1963

A = Affection

Ethan absolutely loves showing affection. He does it all the time. Maybe he’s holding your hand, or kissing your cheek, but this boy always has to touch you in some way.

B = Baby

He obviously wants kids some day. Ever since he saw you play with his baby cousin at Christmas, he can’t get the idea out of his head. He wonders if it’ll have your sparkling eyes and his cute nose, or your beautiful, wavy hair and his pink plump lips. No matter what, he knows he’ll love that baby forever.

C = Cuddling

You already know this boy loves his cuddles. He might not want to admit it but this boy loves cuddling (and being cuddled). On the couch, in the car, in bed or on a beautiful flower field. It doesn’t matter where, but this boy will cuddle. He loves to wrap you in his big, strong arms, and pull you into his chest. You guys spend hours just laying in each others arms, talking about all and nothing.

D = Dates

You guys go on dates all the time. Wether it’s small dates at home in bed, or fancy ones in the expensive Hollywood restaurants. You have mandatory date night every Saturday, because it’s very important for the both of you that you spend time together. It also really helps, if you’ve had a stressfull week.

E = Equality

You can’t really say that any of you wears the pants in the relationship. You’re very good at making mutual decisions, but sometimes you use the ‘puppy eyes’ card, to get your way. Even though it’s pretty equal, who makes the call, Ethan is the dominant one when it comes to the bedroom;)

F = First ‘I love you’

Ethan was the one who said it first. He had randomly blurted it out, while you guys were having a playfight. At first you thought you heard wrong, but after looking into his eyes, and seeing that there were nothing but love, you knew it was true. Now you don’t go a day without saying it at least once. You’re very verbal when it comes to love, because one of your biggest fears, is losing someone you love.

G = Grayson

Grayson is your best friend. You love him just as much as you love Ethan, but in a friendly way (obviously). You three do everything together, and you know each other inside out. People often ask Ethan if he ever gets worried, that Grayson will steal you away from him, but the answer is always no, because Ethan knows you're his, and so do you.

H = Holding hands

Whenever E is close to you, he has to hold your hand. It doesn’t even have to be like full on hand holding, it can just be holding onto one of your fingers, while you're strolling through target. Or playing with your fingers while you're watching a movie, on a stormy night. Also when you're making love, he finds himself reaching for your hand, when he’s nearing his high. Ethan is, and will always be, a sucker for holding hands.

I = Impressions

Ethan was blown away from the first time he saw you. The second he laid his eyes, on that beautiful face, he knew you would spend the rest of your lives together. Of course you thought he was just another fuck boy at first, but as you got to know him, you learned that he’s actually the sweetest kid ever.

J = Jokes

As we know, Ethan loves pulling pranks. Wether it’s on you, Grayson or some third person, he’s always doing some sort of prank. He once pulled a cheating prank on you, and you got so sad he completely stopped pulling pranks on you. Poor Grayson has to take twice as many now:(

K = Kissing

Ethan is always in for a kiss. Doesn’t matter if it’s a full on make out session, or if it’s just a quick peck on the cheek. Ethan loves your lips, and he’s not afraid to show it. 90% of his photos on instagram, are of you kissing, so I think it’s safe to say that he doesn’t care about PDA.

L = LA

You guys love LA, you really do, but sometimes it’s just nice to get away from everything for a while. Sometimes you go on roadtrips to beautiful places, and other times you fly back to New Jersey for a little time out.

M = Memories

You love making memories together. Like that night Ethan woke you up at 3 am, to go on a hike to the Hollywood sign. Or that time when he tried to bake you a cake for your birthday, but ended up almost burning the kitchen down, so you and Gray had to buy a cake from Target.It doesn’t even have to be big moments, like when he asked you to be his girlfriend, it can also be small moments, like when you came home from a long day of work, and Ethan had done all the laundry even though it was your turn. It’s not always the big things that stick. Sometimes the smaller they are, the more we remember them.

N = No

Ethan can hardly say no to his princess. She doesn’t have to use the puppy eyes that often, before he gives in completely. But he can’t help it. This girl has him wrapped around her finger, and he knows it.

O = Orange

Whenever you’re with Ethan, it’s like you're exploding with colors. Even on the darkest, most grey days, he manages to get all the colors to shine through. Your cheeks turn pink at the smallest things, and when you kiss, it’s like you can taste the rainbow.

P = Polaroids

Apparently it’s not enough to document, all the stuff you guys do on video, but Ethan has his baby blue polaroid camera with him at all times. He always catches the moment. He keeps all the pictures in a box under the bed. It has all kinds of photos. You cuddled all up in a blanket after you had fallen asleep on his lap, or a picture of you post-sex with wild hair, and a huge grin plastered on your face.

Q = Questions

Being in the spotlight, you guys are constantly being asked tons of questions. Like if you’re engaged, or if it’s true that Ethan was spotted coming up with a chick at the beach yesterday (which was actually you). One time someone started a rumour that you were pregnant, after you posted a picture of you in your sweats. Needless to say the media had a field day that day.

R = Reassure

Ethan had always been very insecure, so you constantly had to reassure him that you loved him, and only him, whenever you would get too friendly with a guy, for his liking. Although that’s just another reason why you love him.

S = Sad

Just like good days, bad days are bound to happen. We all have our ups and downs, but you guys are just lucky enough, that you have each other, so you don’t have to go through the tough times alone. The other person is always there, welcoming with open arms. It’s not always easy getting up after falling down, but it’s 10x easier when you have someone else to help you.

T = Trips

You guys love to go on trips. Ethan got this stupid idea from pinterest, that he’ll kiss you in every continent (so far you’ve kissed on 4). You also have a map in your room, where you put a red pin in all the places you’ve visited together, and your goal is to fill out as many as possible. Travelling is always fun, but it’s 10x better when you do it with someone you love.

U = Universe

You used to be one of those girls who thought love at first sight and soulmates were bullshit, but after you met Ethan you’re certain all of it is true. It’s like you’ve been missing a piece of yourself all your life, but when you met Ethan you finally felt whole. He was that missing piece., and you're sure you're meant to be.

V = Vaunt

Ethan loves to show you off. He wants everyone to know you're his baby, and oh boy they sure do. When you're in public he makes sure you're always within arms reach, and whenever you do something, he's always the one cheering the loudest. He's your biggest supporter and everyone knows it. And of course it never hurts if he makes sure to leave a hickey or two before you leave the house;)

W = Wedding

Ethan is convinced you're going to get married, and you are too. He doesn’t know when, but he knows that he’s going to make you his forever. Sometimes he catches himself looking at wedding rings through a store window, or he finds himself looking for venues. He can’t help but imagine how it’ll be on that unforgettable day. You would be wearing a beautiful white dress, gorgeous as ever, and he’ll get tears in his eyes when you walk down the aisle. You’ll dance to your favourite song, and when the wedding is done, and all the guests have left, you’ll go back to the hotel, and you’ll stay up for hours talking about all and nothing. Ethan isn’t certain about a lot of things in life, but on thing he does know, is that you’ll be together forever.

X = Xylophone

You had always been a fan of Harry Styles, ever since the one direction days, so when Ethan heard he was playing in LA, he rushed to buy tickets. You got them for your birthday, and you almost started crying out of excitement (let’s just say Ethan definitely got a thank you for the gift if you know what I mean) When the day finally came, and you were about to leave to the venue, you were almost bursting with excitement. Ethan couldn’t help but smile at how cute you were. You sang your heart out to every single song he played, but one song stuck with you more than the others. When Harry was singing Meet me in the hallway, Ethan couldn’t help but stare at you. You were just so beautiful, how did he get so lucky? When you looked back at him with those beautiful eyes of yours, he knew that he loved you. At first you were shocked that he said it, of course you loved him back, but it was just so unexpected. You almost burst into tears, and grabbed his face and kissed him. You don’t think you've said ‘I love you* as many times as you did that night. That song will always hold a special place in your heart.

Y = yearning

Ethan is very clingy, so he has a hard time staying away from you for too long. One time you went away for two days, and he called you, crying and saying that he missed you, on the first night. Of course you would rather spend time in your boyfriends arms, than be at a boring college lecture, but Ethan takes it to a whole new level. But of course that’s just one of the reasons why you love him.

Z = Zebra

Ethan has always been a big pet fan, as well as you. You always talked about getting a pet, but that was kinda hard with Grayson in the house. But you guys made a deal that when you had your own house, you would buy all kinds of pets. Even a zebra!

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flowery-mess · 5 years

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Slap | ethan dolan

Another shopping date with your best friend, was what you thought this morning. But if you only knew what was waiting for you.

‘Be there in 10’ was message from your best friend that just popped up on your phone.

You were really excited to see her again since she’s been travelling around the world with her boyfriend. She was away for 5 months and as you think about it now, you don’t know how could you survive that long without her. You know each other since forever and you’re sure that she’s the person you can tell anything and she will keep it a secret. She came back from Bali this Friday and immediately made plans with you for the next day.

You both wanted and needed your day off together just to tell the other one what she missed and what was on your heart.

You were already ready for her to pick you up, wearing a nice red overall, curled hair and lipstick matching your outfit. You went to put your shoes on, made sure that your iron is off and happily left your place.

You didn’t know you were holding your feelings in until you saw her car and her standing next to it. You run to her and started screaming, just like she did. If someone saw you, they probably thought you’re two freaks, jumping and hugging each other like crazy. And you were. Crazy happy that your best friend is finally in the town and you can hug her after those looong five months.

“Oh my god Y/N! You look so hot!” she looked you up and down and lost her words on how good you looked.

“Stop saying that you know I hate compliments!” you said while the red color made it’s way to your cheeks. It’s true, you don’t know how to accept or give compliments. You turn into weird ball of ‘thanks’ and weird smile. “And look at you huh?! You look amazing.” You looked her up and down just like she did few moments ago, but she did look amazing for real. Her skin was kissed by the sun just right, her hair shortened a little and her skin was glowing. You should probably go on the next trip with her if you would look that good when you come back.

“Okay, enough. We both look amazing and blah blah blah. Let’s goooo I want to hear everything I missed in your life.” She literally threw you in her car and run to the driver side.

As she started driving, she asked you the question. What is ‘the question’ you ask? Let me tell you, it’s the question about boyfriend. The usual ‘So is there any boy I should know about in your life?’ or ‘So did you find a boyfriend finally?’ or ‘Tell me about your love life!’ etc etc.

You rolled your eyes, because you were annoyed of how often people ask you this question. Your mum, your grandma, your co-workers or even your little cousin who found a boyfriend in her kindergarten class.

“Nothing interesting.” Was what she got as answer.

“Oh come on Y/N, there must be something. At least some one night stands?”

“You mean me being drunk as hell and sleeping with someone I knew for a half hour? Yeah few of them, but I think I don’t like that anymore. I want something more serious.” You sighed and looked out of the window.

“Well, let’s find you someone today. You look amazing so it will be easy.” You always admired her positivity. She was always excited about the smallest things. And yeah, she found you a few ‘boyfriends’ but it never lasted for long so you didn’t take her words seriously.

After walking through the whole mall and dealing with your friend desperately trying to find you a boyfriend, coffee was exactly what you needed. But let me tell a few stories from today. The one when she made you to put on a t-shirt with a half of heart, you thinking it was some best friend type of t-shirt, but then she came to this random boy and said ‘Hey handsome. Why don’t you try this on and let me find you the other half?’. Good for her that you were still in the changing room and didn’t kick her head off. Or when she asked for a number from a guy who’s girlfriend was looking for her size just two metres away? Amazing.

“Okay that’s enough. It’s probably my destiny, to be alone. Maybe grow old with a few cats in a cabin in the middle of the woods.” It was a joke, but you didn’t have energy to laugh after this day.

“Oh shut up you know that I won’t let that happen. We will find you a Prince Charming one day, maybe it’s not the right time now.”

“Yeah I guess.” You mumbled in a response. “Let’s just get a coffee and a cake now please.”

So you did exactly that and when you were looking for a place to sit? Your luck showed again and left you the biggest table at the coffee shop possible.

“Let’s just drink our coffee and then go home and watch some movies.” Your friend said, because she could sense that you were getting little angry after this whole day.

So you slowly drank your drinks and made a small talk about her travelling.

She was in the middle of telling you how the nature in Iceland is when someone interrupted you.

“Hi, um, I am sorry but do you have two seats free? There isn’t any free table. If you wouldn’t mind of course.” A good looking boy with brown hair and hazel eyes asked you. An then it hit you. Ethan Dolan. And Grayson Dolan just right next to him. It seemed like your friend noticed too because of her freeze, but she was always the good one with boys so she took it in her own hands.

“Of course we don’t mind. Feel free to sit with us.” She said with a smile on her face.

Both of them smiled right back at you and said thanks. The table was really big, so even though you were sitting together, you didn’t bump into each other or heard what they are talking about. So you two just continued talking about the Icelandic nature.

But after few minutes three girls came to your table, well to the side where the twins were sitting. Fans, you thought, asking for pictures, not a big deal. But that was until you heard “Would you mind taking your shirt off for the picture?” when you heard that, you couldn’t help but spat your drink back in the mug and said simple “Excuse me?”

Do I need to say that the six pairs of eyes were looking right at you?

“Excuse you? Who are you?” the same girl asked.

“I’m sorry, but don’t you think it’s a little inappropriate and embarrassing?”

“Well I didn’t ask you so why do you care?” you could that everyone was feeling uncomfortable right at the moment.

“Well I am sorry, but he’s not taking his shirt off.” You pointed at Ethan, but stared back at her.

“And who do you think you are to say what he can and can’t do?” it was visible that she was getting mad, but so were you.

“Because obviously he’s feeling uncomfortable even hearing the question and probably didn’t want to turn you off, so did I.”

“Calm down you big smart mouth.” She rolled her eyes at you and that was a mistake of hers.

BOOM. You didn’t even have time to stop yourself, but you did it. You slapped her. It seemed like a slowmootion when you looked at her covering her face and then your right hand. What in the hell did you just do?

“Okay that’s enough, let’s go.” You heard male voice say, while you put your hands over your mouth.

Then you felt strong arms take you by your waist and lead you away.

“What the hell Y/N? I didn’t know you’re that bad ass!” You heard your friend’s voice following you, as those strong arms were still placed on your waist.

You stopped at the parking lot, finally turning around to see three people staring at you.

“I-“ you didn’t know what to say. You really didn’t.

“I’m sorry?” you managed to say after few deep breaths.

“For what? For standing up for me? Thank you.” Ethan said with a laugh in his voice, because let’s be honest, it was kind of funny moment. You felt his strong arms around you once again when he hugged you.

“Okay, then you’re welcome I guess.” You hugged him back and finally laughed at the situation that happened while ago.

“Can I buy you another coffee? I mean both of you, we dragged you here and you probably didn’t finish your drink.” Ethan said and looked at his twin who just nodded in agreement.

“I actually have something in like few minutes. I forgot to tell you that I have to look after my neighbour’s kid tonight. They’re going out for a dinner.” Your friend said and you knew right away it was a lie.

“But-“ you tried to talk, but before you finished it, your friend slapped Grayson on his back and gave him a look, because he obviously didn’t see what she was trying to do. She saw Ethan looking at you like at someone who saved his life and she saw a chance of possible boyfriend. So after the slap, Grayson got the hint and tried to make some excuse that you would believe, because he knew Ethan could see what was he trying to do.

“And I have to go pick up my new shoes actually, so you can just go and grab some coffee by yourselves?” he said already walking away so neither of you had a chance to protest and your friend? Already gone.

“They are so bad at this. She doesn’t have neighbours with kid.” You said.

“Yeah, you can just say that they are stupid. Couldn’t make better excuses?” Ethan turned to face you. I mean, you both knew what they were doing. “But yeah I guess we can just grab some coffee by yourself what do you think?”

“I think that ice cream sounds better.” You smiled.

“Then ice cream it is.” Ethan said and opened the door to his car for you.

He took you to this nice cosy place where you had the best ice cream of your life. And you didn’t end up with one ice cream for sure.

You were sitting with a fifth ice cream on the hood of Ethan’s car when he said ‘Thank you’ for like a hundredth time today.

“I swear if you say it once more the ice cream will end up in your face.”

“Okay that sounds terrifying.” You both laughed. It actually surprised you how much in common you two had. He was nice and easy to talk to. You didn’t even notice that the sun was setting down because of how much you were caught in the conversation.

“I think I should take you home. It’s getting late.” He stated and jumped off the hood.

“Yeah.” You looked down at him , ready to jump down on his level, but his actions were faster. He picked you up by your waist and put you down. And didn’t let go off you. You stared in each others eyes for a minute before he spoke up again.

“I will get you home only if you promise me another ice cream date?”

“Well, only if you will take your shirt off.” You both couldn’t help the laugh escaping your lips.

“I will have to think about that.” He pulled you little bit closer, but watched your reaction if you don’t get uncomfortable, because that was something he didn’t want to for sure. “But for real now, can I take you on a date? I didn’t expect to meet you at all, but like, where were you my whole life?” you weren’t sure if he was trying to change the subject with the joke, but you knew you wanted to see this boy again.

“Yes.” Who could tell that this one word would put that big smile on Ethan Dolan’s face?

So he drove you home, you exchanged numbers and he gave you a kiss on the cheek. Simple, but cute gesture.

“See you later Dolan.” You screamed at him walking towards the place you live in.

“Yeah. And make sure to take your shirt off next time I pick you up!” he screamed back and you just laughed at what he said. That was for sure something that became your inside joke.

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So this one is for @matthwatsons and I hope you like it.

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grayson-bailey · 5 years

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masterlist

the pergola - g. dolan

instagram stories of boyfriend!grayson

part 1 part 2

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ydolans-blog · 5 years

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Hersey kiss

You and Grayson have been together for three years and it's been the best three years of your life, he makes you happier than any of your past boyfriends and you can't get enough of him.

He always bought your favorite flowers, white roses every weekend on Sundays because those were the only day you were off from the diner and the only day Ethan and him weren't filming.

It was like a ritual you two would wake up tangled in each other's arms and sheets from the night before. Gray would cuddle you for ten minutes because he couldn't bare to leave you just yet, but eventually he gets up goes down stairs to make you two breakfast, and it was always the same he would make five pancakes each with chocolate syrup and and cherries.

He wants to give you breakfast in bed but you always get up before he finishes only because you love watching him cool. You decided to get out of bed and throw on one of his shirts that came up a lil too high because let's face it your ass is thicc, so is the rest of you, you kinda get insecure all the time because you look nothing like grayson's exes who were all white, hot, super models, and of course skinny and you were always nervous about him picking you up despite the fact that he is Superman, you just always thought you were to heavy, but Grayson assured you that he can, Everytime he eats you out up against the wall. He also assures that he loves you, each and every bit of your beautiful,dark, chocolatey skin, each and every ripple, roll and stretch mark. He wouldn't want you any other way.

You get to the bottom of the steps and see your man dancing while pouring the chocolate sauce over the pancakes, you giggle and that instantly grabs his attention.

"Hey, mama c' mere" he waves you over biting his lip checking you out, whole you've never be so happy to be dark skin.

"Whaaaat baby, why you looking at me like that?" You say smiling from ear to ear "What a man can't check out his woman" he says wrapping his arms around you putting both hands on your ass giving you a slight squeeze making you gasp and slap his chest. "Stop it fool" you say laughing picking a cherry off of the pancakes.

"Mmm, I'm your fool mama" taking the cherry in between his lips and kissing you while bitting letting the juice run from his lips to yours, you moan at his lips and the candy-like sweetness of the cherry. "Damn ma, almost as sweet as you." You bit your lip and hide your face in your hands as you wiggle your way out of his arms.

"Gray omg stop it". "Why? It's true nothing is as sweet as my Hershey kiss, c' mere". He grabbed you by your waist to bring you to him and spin you around to face him, he grabs your hands and laces his fingers with yours, then puts them behind your back, he leans down to kiss your neck and mumbles

"I love you girl."

"I love you too baby."

"Gimme my Hershey kisses"

You giggle "of course"

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dreamingawaydolan · 5 years

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Who’s ready for some gray angst tm? 👀

(i didn’t forget about the hs!bf e don’t worry y’all xoxo)

#ethan dolan #grayson dolan #grayson dolan fan fiction #dolan twins #ethan dolan fanfic #ethan dolan imagines #tuesday #grayson and ethan #grayson dolan imagine

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kianlawleysprincess · 5 years

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Hey guys!

What should I write about?

#kianandjc #kian lawley #kian lawley fan fiction #kian lawley imagines #kian lawley fanfic #kian lawley imagine #kian lawley fanfiction #grayson and ethan #grayson dolan #grayson dolan fanfiction

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arcticdolans · 6 years

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Lies Pt. 2

Summary: Y/N and Ethan attempt to confront Grayson about his drinking problems, and visit his house to collect Y/N's belongings.

Words: 2k

Warnings: Cursing, drinking, mentions of abuse and depression, angsty Grayson again

A/N: Here is part 2!! I hope you guys enjoy it, and make sure you read to the end for the drama 🙃

Part three will be coming soon x

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Previous Chapter:

He starts to speak again. "I just hope you realise how much you mean to me." My eyes were trained on his, searching for a hint of dishonesty.

He leaned down and pressed his forehead against mine.

"I mean it Y/N," he whispered.

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I looked up at Ethan again, my eyes searching his. I don't know what I expected to see, but certainly not love or admiration. His lips turned up in a beautiful half smile and I was sort of surprised to notice that I smiled back unconsciously. I leant forward and rested my head against his chest. We stood there for a while, my arms wrapped around his waist and his large hand rubbing small and soothing circles around my back.

"It's going to be ok Y/N. You'll see," Ethan murmured.

Eventually he pulled away from me to tend to the breakfast he was cooking for the both of us.

I hadn't even taken the time to notice before, but the heavenly scent of pancakes wafted up from the stove, making my mouth water immediately. I turned around and began to grab syrup out of the pantry and ice cream from the freezer.

"Could you grab the cutlery for me Y/N?" Ethan asked.

Nodding to myself, wrapped in a bubble of thought, I pulled two forks and two knives from the drawer. Suddenly I felt a jab in my ribs and I jumped up in surprise. I turned around to face Ethan and saw him doubled over in laughter. "You- you should have seen your face!" He wheezed, slapping his hand on the bench. I took one more look at him and began laughing at nothing but the situation we were in. Me - someone who had just separated from her long term boyfriend, someone who was emotionally and physically unstable, then Ethan - my best friend for even longer than I had been dating Grayson. It was lucky that we had connected so well when we first met in high school. He was in my maths class and we had been assigned seats next to each other on the first day of the year, where he attempted to flirt with me the entire lesson. I had met Grayson the day after, when he was chatting with one of my friends in science, and I was immediately blown away by his good looks and effortless charm. I almost wished that I could go back to those days, but then I wouldn't have formed the strong relationship with Ethan that I have now. I am extremely grateful for his friendship and support over the past few years, especially now as I sit in his home the morning after breaking up with his twin brother. Ethan set the pancakes down on the table and motioned for me to dig in.

"Thank you Ethan," I said sincerely.

"For the pancakes?" He attempts a joke.

Cracking a small smile I replied, "for everything."

Ethan nodded in understanding and reached across the table to grasp my hand in his. I almost flinched at his touch, but then I remembered that I could trust Ethan. He wouldn't hurt me. He wasn't his brother. I held his hand for a moment, then gave it a small squeeze and pulled back.

"What do you want to do today?" He asked me, returning his hand back to his meal.

I speared a bit of pancake on my fork and ate it slowly, thinking before I answered.

"I was thinking of going back to Grayson's place and talking to him," I started. I then registered the incredulous expression on Ethan's face, and tried to redeem myself. "I mean, I do need to get my stuff."

He nodded slowly. "Yeah I guess you can't sleep in my t-shirts forever."

I blushed and giggled, looking down at the large t-shirt I had thrown on over my shorts when I woke up this morning.

"You can if you want to. It's just - I don't know, you might not-" Ethan stuttered, backtracking furiously.

"It's ok Ethan, I know you don't mind." I laughed. The truth is, I loved wearing his shirts. Whenever I came over, even if it was just to watch a movie, I was sure to put on one of his sweaters. They were comfortable to say the least, but there was something about his scent that I just couldn't get enough of.

I looked up, and Ethan was staring at me with his bottom lip snagged between his teeth. My heart fluttered like the wings of a thousand butterflies. I swallowed my unnecessary nerves and raised an eyebrow at Ethan. He was just my friend, right?

After finishing our breakfast, I headed to Ethan's room to get dressed back into my clothes that I had worn over the night before. I glanced over at my plain grey singlet and sighed to myself.

"E?" I called out.

"Yeah?" He replied. I heard his hurried footsteps thudding up the stairs. Ethan poked his head around the bedroom door, and when he laid eyes on me, his jaw clenched visibly. I was standing there in my plain black bra and denim cutoffs, and I looked down at myself before shrugging and returning my gaze to Ethan.

"Can I.. uhhh borrow one of your shirts to wear?" I said with a smirk, almost laughing at his obvious discomfort.

Ethan cleared his throat, and trained his eyes on mine. "Of course Y/N, pick whichever."

I nodded happily to myself, and selected a white and yellow striped Guess tee. I tucked it into my shorts, and laced up my vans. Turning around, I noticed that Ethan was still standing at the door.

"What?" I asked him with a giggle.

He chuckled and shook his head, motioning for me to follow him out of the house.

In the car, I fiddled with the hem of me shorts. I couldn't deny the fact that I was anxious to see Grayson, and to see how he would react with me showing up with Ethan. My goal was to enter the house through the back door, and sneak up to my old bedroom without being caught. Realistically, I knew that wasn't going to happen. I let out a huge sigh, and threaded my fingers through my hair in worry.

"You still okay with this Y/N?" Ethan asked me, his eyes finding mine in the rear-view mirror.

I bit my lip and nodded to reassure myself. After all, I had every right to enter the house. Ethan's hand reached over the arm rest, and grasped mine in a quick squeeze. I smiled over at him and held on to his hand as if my life depended on it.

Just then, we pulled up into the driveway of the house. We exited the car and walked around the side gate, taking care not to stand in view of the windows in case Grayson was home. I reached the door before Ethan, and with a turn of the key, we had entered the house. I looked back at Ethan, and held out my hand. He took it with a small smile, and gently led me into the living room. I surveyed the scene with fear blossoming in my veins. There were damp patches of liquid on the rug, and multiple spots of smashed glass littering the floor. I gasped and drew closer to Ethan as I saw Grayson's figure lying lopsided on the couch.

"Y/N? Listen to me okay? We're going to go grab your bags and get out of here as soon as possible. Grayson looks completely gone." Ethan said, dragging my stiff body towards the staircase.

I reacted almost instantly, and quietly made my way up the stairs. Once I reached the bedroom, I opened the closet and grabbed out my duffle bag with majority of my clothes, my memory box, and my makeup case.

"Here, I'll hold them." Ethan whispered.

I nodded and passed him my belongings, and we headed down the stairs.

"What the fuck do you think you're doing in my house?" A deep voice drawled.

My heart in my throat, I turned around to see Grayson standing next to the couch, no more than two steps away from me. I searched his bloodshot eyes to find nothing but scathing hatred. I stepped back, and almost ran into Ethan.

Crap.

Grayson's gaze turned do his twin brother, and he looked down on Ethan in disgust.

"How dare you bring him in here

Y/N!" Grayson slurred as he stumbled over to us.

Stupidly, I chose to cower behind Ethan, placing him directly in Grayson's firing line.

"Grayson please. Don't hurt Y/N any more than you already have. She doesn't deserve this rubbish, and I thought that you of all people would understand that." Ethan said, putting his arm out in front of me.

"Ahhh I see how this is," Grayson began. "You piece of shit, thinking you can steal my girl after I make one mistake! Waiting to pounce when I fuck up right?"

I looked up to Ethan, noting the obvious tension in his jaw.

"Stay away from her Gray. You understand?" He muttered.

The rage in Grayson's expression bubbled over at that very moment. With a menacing roar, he lunged forward at Ethan and lands a heavy punch on his unsuspecting cheekbone. I gasped in horror as Ethan staggered back under the force of the punch.

"Ethan! Are you okay?" I asked, my hands fluttering up to his cheek. I swipe away some blood with my thumb, and almost push him out the back door.

"I'm fine Y/N, I'm fine." He murmurs, pulling me with him.

I turn back to face Grayson one last time, and with all the strength and adrenaline in my body, I slap him across the face.

"How dare you Grayson Dolan?" I screamed in his face.

He stepped back in shock, and slowly lifted a bruised hand up to his cheek.

"You've taken this way too far. First hurting me and now your brother? What are you thinking?" I stop to survey his emotions, and all I see is a blank, brown-eyed stare attempting to penetrate my figurative shield.

"I'm done here Grayson! Do you hear that? To think that I wasted years of my life for this? I am almost mad at myself!" I stormed out of the house with Ethan in hot pursuit, his mouth wide agape in shock.

In the car, Ethan starts the ignition, and we speed towards home.

Suddenly I can't breathe. I reach over to Ethan and claw at his arm. His eyes widen as he looks at me in alarm. He pullsthe car into a deserted car park, where I immediately open the door, and collapse onto the gravel. My heart thuds in my chest, and my head feels empty. I barely register Ethan's comforting arms wrapping around me, and his strong hands pulling me to his chest.

"It's okay Y/N. You're fine. I'm fine. We're both okay, see?" He murmurs into my ear.

I nod frantically between choked sobs, as I try to calm myself down.

"I'm so sorry Ethan. I'm so sorry." I whisper this over and over again as he shushes me.

I lift my chin up to see his already bruised cheek. With a final sob, I reach up to caress his face with my fingertips. His warm eyes find mine, and he softens under my hand.

"Oh Ethan." I whisper, pressing my forehead to his like I had done many times before. "What are we going to do?"

#ethan dolan #grayson dolan #dolan twins #dolan twins fandom #fanfic #ethan dolan fan fiction #grayson dolan fan fiction #dolan twins fan fiction #dolan twins drabble

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dolanspacemendes · 6 years

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Should I post part 1 of a grayson series I’m working on, today??

LMKK!! ( @kara-dolan ? Haha)

#lmk #lmk kara #grayson dolan #grayson #dolantwins #fanfic #grayson dolan fan fiction #??#idk

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adolanables · 5 years

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The City - Chapter 24 (G.D.)

The City Masterlist

CHAPTER24

Warnings: Smut, language, fluuufff A/N: Only one more chapter after this one :(

Grayson wouldn’t take his eyes off of you. Every slight movement or small murmur in your sleep stirred him. He was scared you were going to just disappear in thin air, he couldn’t help but hold you to his chest tightly. His sleepy eyes wandered over your slightly blushed face, your eyes were tightly shut - probably dreaming. Hair splattered all over the pillow behind you, some strewn across your face, you were deeply asleep. As you breathed in and out slowly, Grayson couldn’t think of anything except how much he adored you.

When he had seen tears streaming down your face for the first time his heart had broken. Knowing he had been the cause of so many others since then made him nearly hate himself. He knew he had so much work to do to earn your trust back, and he was willing to do that. He finally felt as though he had control of his life and his environment and he’d be damned if he let you walk out of his life without one hell of a fight. He wasn’t sure if tonight meant everything could go back to normal, but he wasn’t that naive. The past few months took a huge toll on you mentally and he could see that, he was hopeful this would at least be a step in the right direction.

As you let out a deep sigh and nuzzled your face into his bare chest, he smiled softly, pulling you tighter to him and closing his eyes - willing himself to fall asleep.

When you woke up the next morning, it took you a few seconds to realize who was holding you and what had happened. Grayson’s strong arms were locked around your upper body, his chin resting on your head, soft snores escaping his red and swollen lips. His muscular thigh was draped over your hip, successfully locking your frame against his.

A small smile played on your lips as your eyes traced over his bare body, remembering last night. No, this wasn’t in your plan - you weren’t planning on letting Grayson back in anytime soon. Especially not back in your bed. Per usual, he was able to wiggle his way in right where he wanted to be. Admittedly, you were a little disappointed in yourself, but you were hopeful he would be different. You knew you shouldn’t get your hopes up, but it was hard not to. Grayson had such a strong effect on you and it was nearly impossible for you to stay away from him for too long.

“Gray…” You muttered into his tanned chest, squeezing his waist a bit to hopefully wake him up. A sharp inhale of breath followed by a throaty groan told you your plan had worked. He flexed all of his muscles at once, stretching to wake himself up a bit. It seemed as though he also had to take a second to realize the position he was in.

“Good morning.” He unraveled his arms from you, leaning back slightly to get a better view of your face. His goofy grin widened as he looked into your eyes. “Sleep okay?”

“Really well,” You nodded, a blush creeping across your cheeks as he continued to smile at you wildly. “Geez, happy - are ya?”

“Ecstatic.” He nodded, tossing his head back and letting out his loud signature laugh. God, you had missed that sound - it reverberated through an entire room. Grabbed everyone’s attention. Grayson’s laugh made everyone smile. “What are you doing today?”

“I dunno.” You shrugged, pulling the stark white comforter up closer around your shoulders as the crisp Chicago morning snuck into your bedroom. “What were you going to do?”

“Well, I’ve got a few clients at the gym today - wanna come?” He smirked at you, raising an eyebrow.

“Ya know, I sure do.” You nodded at him, nuzzling your face back into his chest to soak in his body heat. He wrapped his arms back around you and pressed a soft kiss to the top of your head. Letting you curl your body around him and press your freezing bare feet into his shins.

The two of you had finally peeled yourself out of bed and made your way to Grayson’s job at the boxing gym. It was an exceptionally cold day and you were brutally reminded of that as the fierce wind whipped past your ears as you both speed-walked from the train station. Your hand was laced through Grayson’s, trusting him to lead you as you kept your head tucked down under your scarf.

Soon enough, Grayson was pushing open a glass door and pulling you inside a warm gym. The loud rap music blasting over the speakers and the grunts from various men in rings around the large room made you smile. This felt like Grayson - not those scary men you met once upon a time.

“What are you smiling at?” He squinted at you, following your eyeline to the two guys sparring in the ring in front of you. “Hey, eyes on me, missy.”

“Oh calm down,” You giggled, shoving him playfully. “This is just really cool.”

You were completely entranced watching Grayson train. He wasn’t a boxing coach, but he helped weight train all of the gym members. Any other day, you probably would’ve taken advantage of a free day at the gym, but today you just wanted to watch. You sat on a bench against a mirrored wall as Grayson spotted a guy chest pressing. As the guy started to struggle, Grayson quickly lifted the bar up and re-racked it, his eyes fluttering up to meet yours.

All of his clients were back to back so it only took a few hours. As Grayson finished up with his last client, he sauntered over to you with a small smile on his lips. “Will you go on a date with me?”

“A date?” You questioned, folding your arms over your chest.

“Yea, a lunch date.” He nodded, smiling goofily again. He was really digging his heels in today with the whole ‘trying to make you fall in love with him’ thing.

“To where?”

“Hm…” He twisted his lips up in thought. “Portillos?” With that you were sold.

Two Italian beef sandwiches and an order of cheese fries later, the two of you were stuffing your faces in a small both in the back of the restaurant. Grayson paused for a moment to watch you shove the large sandwich into your mouth, a small chuckle leaving his lips. You glanced up at him and giggled back at him, ducking your head to finish chewing.

“I love you, Ella.” He popped a cheesy fry into his mouth as he said it, that stupid smile gracing his face for the millionth time today.

“I know, Dolan.” You smiled back at him, not yet willing to give him that satisfaction. You knew you loved him - you’d loved him for months. There was no way you weren’t ridiculously in love with this man. The dark hair on his face had finally grown into a fully connected beard, his eyes were brighter now - not constantly dawned by dark circles - he was so handsome. So strong, so caring for you - at least for now.

“You don’t love me?” He inquired, a playful tone of voice, trying to keep the conversation light.

“Gray…” You sighed, tilting your head at him. “Need a little more time… okay? I’m really not trying to be a bitch.”

“I know, I know.” He held his hands up in defense, letting you know he wasn’t trying to pressure you. “It doesn’t hurt my feelings and I don’t think you’re a bitch.” He shook his head at that word. “It’s not gonna stop me from reminding you how I feel about you, that’s all.”

“Well thank you.” You smiled at him, quickly digging back into your food.

“Gray, I really gotta work on this project for work…” You stuck out your lower lip at him, the two of you standing outside your apartment. He had his arms wrapped lazily around your waist, fully prepared to follow you back into your apartment and never leave.

“But Ellaaa,” He stuck his lower lip out back at you, his voice a whine. “I finally got a little taste of my girl after months without.”

“I’m not going anywhere Gray, I just gotta focus on this for the night.” You explained, your heart tugging as you realized he didn’t want to be without you even for a second. “I promise I’m not going anywhere.”

“I’m just… scared something’s gonna happen.” He whispered, his eyes squinting as he thought about something deeply in his head. “Like you’re gonna change your mind or something… want nothing to do with me again.” He shut his eyes momentarily, taking in a deep breath. “Which I would understand…. “

“No, Gray.” You shook your head at him, reaching your hand up to cup his bearded chin. “I’m not going to change my mind… I made my choice.” You assured him, your voice a whisper now as his eyes started to gloss over. “You know how much you mean to me, I know you do.”

“I do.” He whispered, leaning forward to press his lips to yous softly. The first kiss the two of you had shared outside of the bed last night. As he pulled away from you he let out a relieved sigh. “Holy fuck, I missed being able to do that.”

“Me too.” You giggled at him, thinking for a moment. “How about I text you when I finish working on this and if you’re still awake you can come over?”

“Hell yeah, I’ll be awake.” He assured you, pressing a quick kiss to your forehead before letting you enter your apartment alone.

Not too many hours later, Grayson’s warm body was wrapped around you once again. Once you had finished your project, you sent him a quick text letting him know he was welcome to come over. He had shown up at your door about 20 minutes later with a large aluminum pan full of pasta in his hands. The two of you had eaten nearly the entire pan full of chicken alfredo, sitting on the couch watching halloween movies.

“Hey, El?” Gray spoke up once the credits to Hocus Pocus started rolling, his eyes hooded and sleepy.

“Yea?” You peered down at him, his head resting softly in your lap with his arms tucked snugly around your waist.

“Do you wanna meet my mom?” He questioned, cutting you off before you could respond. “She’s coming in this week to see me and E… and I’d really like for her to meet you.”

“Gray -”

“I know we aren’t dating and I can explain that to her - I will.” He assured you. “I just… think she really wants to meet you. I talked about you a lot.”

“In a good way?” You teased, running your fingers through his disheveled hair. “I’ll meet her Gray.”

“Fuck, I love you.” He shut his eyes tightly as you continued to mess with his hair. “She’s gonna be so excited.”

You were pretty nervous to meet THE Lisa Dolan, but you were hopeful Grayson had spoke kindly of you. It was clear that missing you had caused a massive bump in his recovery, but maybe she would understand. Yes, you wanted to know how they ended up mending their relationship, but you figured Grayson would tell you when he was ready.

“Ella, baby turn over.” Grayson’s deep voice sounded in your ear. The two of you had moved to the bed, preparing to fall asleep for the night. His body was tucked neatly behind yours, you were fully cherishing being his little spoon. You tilted your head back at him quizzically, wondering why he wanted you to move from your comfortable position. “Lemme rub your back.”

“You don’t have to ask me twice.” You giggled, rolling over onto your stomach and splaying your arms and legs out.

“Shirt off, please.” He tapped your lower back and helped you pull your over-sized tee up over your head.

His large hands started massaging your back softly, working his way up your back and aggressively rubbing out any knots he found on his way. Soft moans left your mouth as he pressed all the right spots. You could feel his dick hardening against your ass as he continued to rub your back. Feeling his arousal, you bucked your hips up to press your ass into his crotch.

“Ellaa..” He teased, squeezing your sides softly as a warning.

“Grayy…” You responded, repeating the action and smirking as he let out a soft gasp.

Soon, his body was leaning over yours, his soft lips pressing kisses on your shoulder blade and nape of your neck. The contact was causing chills all over your body - everything he did to you drove you crazy. He continued kissing your back for a few seconds before flipping you over and slipping his own shirt off. Pressing his bare chest to yours, he gripped the side of your face softly and kissed you. These kisses were slow and passionate and - my god - you could have done that for hours.

“Clothes - off” You spoke between kisses, wiggling out of your underwear. Grayson stood up for a moment to slip his pants and boxers off and settled back on top of you, his body resting gently between your legs.

His arms caged your head, his hands laced in the hair on the back of your head, tongue darting in and out of your mouth with each kiss. You wrapped your arms around his neck, wanting to savor every second. He pulled away from his kiss for a moment to look deeply into your eyes, a deep sigh leaving his mouth. He continued down your body, pressing kisses down your neck and collarbone to meet your chest.

His plump lips captured one of your nipples in his mouth, swirling his tongue around and nipping softly. A soft moan left your lips as he moved his other hand up to squeeze your other breast. He stayed there for a few minutes before traveling down to your center, his eyes flashing up to meet yours as your breathing increased.

His warm tongue licking a stripe up your folds, flicking his tongue right at your clit. Your hands flew down to tangle in his hair as he continued to torment you. You felt your orgasm building and he could too as your breathing hitched. He stopped and before you could complain, he was hovering over you once again, pressing soft kisses to your swollen lips.

He reached down to guide himself into your slick core, keeping his lips attached to yours as he slowly pressed into you. He captured your gasp in his mouth, letting one of his own out as you adjusted around him. Painstakingly slowly, he started to thrust in and out of you, his hands finding yours and pulling them above your head, lacing his fingers through them. He was going so slow, his eyes connected to yours at all times - only shutting slightly to kiss you. You were in complete heaven, It felt like you and Grayson were the only people on the entire planet.

He nudged your knee up slightly to deepen his thrusts, a loud groan leaving your lips as he picked up his pace slightly - going deeper and deeper. You could feel your orgasm building once again, the sweet nothings he was whispering in your ear only made it harder to resist.

“God - “ He groaned, eyes shutting tightly and his thrusts getting sloppier as you tightened and tightened around him. “Oh shit.” He moaned, pumping a little faster for a moment. You felt yourself falling over the edge as his tip pressed into you, his pubic bone hitting your clit with every thrust. “Fucking love youuu-ugh-” He yelled, emptying himself into you sloppily as you reached your peak and arched your back up into him, milking his throbbing cock for all it had to give.

His body collapsed onto yours, clammy and sweaty skin pressed together, breathing synced as you both came down off of your highs. He soon rolled off of you, pulling your worn out body into his chest, a soft kiss pressed against your forehead. You opened your eyes to take him in in all his glory. His hair was pressed to his forehead with sweat, cheeks red, face glistening. The stubble on his lower face made you feel every little thing. You reached your hand up to cup his face and rubbed your thumb over his jaw - he let out a soft hum at the contact.

“Gray…” You got his attention, his eyes opening just slightly. “I love you too.” You spoke, a small smile on your lips as his eyes widened with the realization of what you had just said to him. “Yes, I mean it - completely.”

“El-”

“I’m so in love with you Grayson.” You assured him, pressing another soft kiss to his lips.

Meeting Lisa went much more smoothly than you could have ever imagined. As soon as you set foot into Ethan’s apartment, her small arms were wrapping around you, a large smile on her face. Grayson couldn’t stop smiling that whole evening - he was ecstatic that the love of his life and his mom were getting along so well. She quizzed you about your career, your life, your parents, and mostly about Grayson. She wanted to know how someone like you managed to fall for someone like Grayson - before rehab.

It took you a few seconds to answer her, but ultimately you told her that you really can’t help who you fall in love with, ya know? Good, bad, ugly - that’s your person.

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