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Let me love you - Ethan Dolan

Request: Can you do a imaginewhere Y/n has a abusive boyfriend and when she tells Ethan he saves her and he falls in love ❤️

Requested by: Anon

Warnings: Abuse, swearing

My phone goes off again, the name “The Shit Twin” written across the screen.

Are you almost ready, I’ll be there in five.

I looked up at the mirror, sighing as my mascara smudged down my puffy face. The bruise was already forming on my cheek. A deep shade of purple that was going to be one of the most difficult bruises I would have to cover. My relationship with Blake hadn’t always been bad, I loved him. But now I feel like a dog on a chain that I can’t get out of. He doesn’t just hurt me physically but emotionally too.

Grayson and Ethan were my escape. They are my oxygen and are the only reason that I am still standing and breathing, my love for these boys is all that keeps me grounded. I apply the makeup that is needed to mask not only the bruise on my cheek but the hurt that I’m hiding behind my eyes.

Why haven’t I left Blake? Why haven’t I told Ethan or Grayson? It’s gotten to the point where I begin to believe that it is my fault. He’s psychologically destroyed me and mentally drained me. The beep of a car horn pulls me out of my thoughts. I grab my bag and run towards the car.

“Get in loser, we’re going shopping.” Gray shouts from the passenger window. My mood lightens as their contagious smiles force my own to creep upon my face.

“I’ve missed you assholes!” I shout, gripping their shoulders as I sit in the back seat.

“Yeah, yeah!” Ethan says, waving me off. “We’re getting frozen yogurt, whether you like it or not.” He replies, steering the car onto a main road.

“Mm,” I reply, patting my stomach, “just what I need.”

“I’ll get the strawberry one please!” I say, pointing excitedly at my favourite flavour.

“I’ll get the cookies and cream.” Ethan says, licking his lips as he eyes off his food.

“And I’ll have chocolate.” Gray adds, pulling out his wallet getting ready to pay for all three.

“Oh, aren’t you a blessing?” I say, hugging Gray.

“I love you!” Ethan shouts, causing my instincts to kick in and I immediately brace myself. “What the hell are you doing y/n?” Ethan questions, squinting his eyes at me. I let out a sheepish laugh, what the fuck y/n, now you must think of something.

“Your stupid arm almost flicked me in the face, idiot! I was just bracing myself!” I laugh, turning to walk towards a table, nor Grayson or Ethan mention the issue making me believe that they bought my story. But I shouldn’t have spoken so soon. Typical Ethan and Grayson, telling each other stupid stories. Stupid Ethan for taking a sip of water and spitting it in my face from laughing so hard. Stupid me for wiping my face.

“What the fuck is that?” Grayson says, narrowing his eyes at me. “Do you have a black eye?” He questions, slightly tensing.

“What?” I reply, acting confused. “It must just be my mascara.”

“That’s not mascara.” Ethan replies, anger evident in his voice. “Why would you be hiding a black eye?”

“Did you get into a fight?”

“Did you knock yourself out?”

“Are you in any trouble?”

I begin to feel overwhelmed, my breathing becomes heavy. My eyes become watery as my throat feels as if it is going to close in. I can’t do this, I can’t. I erupt in tears as I choke on my words. Stuttering, I begin to sob uncontrollably. Grayson wraps his arms around me as Ethan stares at me in shock. The only word I can speak is his name.


Ethan begins to pace, his jaw clenching, his knuckles white.

“I’ll fucking kill him!” He shouts, storming out of the shop. Grayson and I run behind him. “How many times has this happened?” He yells, throwing his arms in the air in attempts to calm himself down.

“I-I don’t know.” I stutter.

“Why didn’t you tell us?” He walks over to me, holding my face in his hands. “We could have stopped this, we could have helped you!” I become a mess in his arms, sobbing more than I ever have.  

“I told him to stop but he wouldn’t, so I’d push him away,” I look into Ethan’s eyes. “But he would just push me back.” I cry, hiding my face.

“You deserve someone who never lays a hand on you! You deserve true love y/n, you deserve everything you have ever dreamed of.” Ethan bends down to my level, squatting in front of me. “You deserve the love that people spend their whole life looking for. I can give you that love.”

I’m going to end this here, and I just want to say that no one should ever have to go through an abusive relationship. Below is the number for family violence.


Linger (Grayson Dolan x Reader)

Originally posted by sensualkisses

Summary : just a little passionate morning with Gray.

Warnings: Brief mention of sex

I felt the bed dip next to me. I turned over to watch Grayson lightly stir. His arm was draped across my waist and his head was in the crook of my neck. He looked like an angel. The way the morning sun made his skin glow. Soft snores escaping his plump lips. My eyes wandered over his body, recalling the events of last night. A smile slowly appeared on my face. 

I remembered the sweet intimacy and stinging passion. The way we molded together, how we became as one. How we tangled between the sheets, saying nothing. Simply loving. And for a few moments, it was only the two of us against the world.
I let my fingers dangle softly over his skin, not touching it but just hovering above it. I was filled with him and only him. We were intoxicated with each other.
My fingers grazed over the kisses that stayed on his skin. He let out a soft sigh, pressing his face onto my naked chest. We stayed there for a while. Breathing each other in.
It felt like heaven. Just the two of us, in silence.
He began to wake, connecting his lips with the tender flesh of my neck. Soft giggles ran from my mouth as he placed his hands on the sides of my head. I watched him in awe. How could I have managed to capture the heart of this Adonis? He stared down at me, his hazel eyes filled with mischief and lust. He kissed me softly. He could make me feel things I had never felt before. His arms travelled to my back as he pulled me on top of him. 

“Linger a little longer with me.”

ashaesthetic  asked:

this is your fault for sending me pics of them @ that concert or festival thing but can u write about going to a concert with grayson :-)))))

You felt like you’d been plucked from reality and placed directly into a series of aesthetically pleasing photos from a Pinterest article. The gasp that left your mouth was unintentional, but the hop in your step paired with the cheesy swing of your arm as it was attached to Grayson’s was not.

Affectionately, Grayson peered down at you with raised eyebrows. “It’s like you’ve never been to a concert before, babe.”

You shrugged, bumping your hip to his, “You’re right. I’ve never been to a concert with you before.”

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Friends With Benefits (Grayson)


You paced back and forth your apartment floor as the anxiety rose within you every step you took. Grayson would be here any minute so long as nothing else came up that he’d rather be doing. This was the usual. Grayson was your fuck buddy and nothing more. You had been doing this for a year now ever since he had come onto you at a party with a little liquid courage driving him and you had both realized how fun it was and agreed to keep doing it as long as neither of you caught feelings. You swore the moment you did, you would cut it off, in fear that it would ruin your friendship. You had been friends with Grayson and Ethan for about four years now and if you weren’t dating Grayson by now you likely never would be so what harm could come from some casual sex? Grayson was single and so were you. When you had both pulled away breathless and panting and he turned to face you, eyes boring into yours as he proposed the idea to you, you were putty in his hands, simply unable to resist.

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‘And I’m on the bleachers’

Originally posted by thedolangifs

Requested:  can u make one where gray is a football player and ur in band and he’s always noticed u

Warnings: Language

Word Count: 1,580

Grayson Dolan x Reader

(y/f/n) = your friends name (y/l/n) = your last name

Hope you all enjoy! xx

I grabbed my tenor carrier and placed it on my shoulders, letting out a big sigh when our band director yelled for the drumline to hurry up.

“He’s a dick, you know?” (y/f/n) said placing the snare down on her carrier. 

I huffed, pulling my hair out from beneath the carrier and threw it up in a messy bun, grabbing my sticks off the shelf. 

“I really can’t fucking stand him anyways, making us come out here in like 94 degree weather and we have all this shit on. Like, why can’t we just march around and act like we’re playing?” I grumbled slowly walking down the stairs of our school stadium. 

“Yeah and it’s Tuesday which means we share the stadium with the football players.” (y/f/n) jumped off the last step almost falling over. 

“Hurry up drumline!” Our band director yelled.

“Fuck him. We still have to warm up anyways.” (y/f/n) was the drumline captain. She hardly did anything that our band director did and she truly didn’t care but damn did our drumline sound good. We were the best thing of this band. 

I let out a laugh and watched the football players warm up and some were mocking our group but hell, at least they don’t mock the drumline. My eyes landed on one football player - Grayson Dolan. Man, that kid had some good genes if I had to be honest. 

“Drumline!” I broke my gaze and looked over at our band director who you could tell from on the field that he was pissed at us. “Get to your set now! Silent rehearsal!” 

“Oh, drumline!” I looked over an seen the football players laughing. 

“Fuck them.” (y/f/n) mumbled walking to her set. 

Practice went by slower than ever. Our director was mainly yelling at us today but that was nothing new. I hated him with all my heart and soul. 

“Drumline, you owe me one lap!” He yelled over the intercom, the whole drumline groaning. 

I threw my sticks down and dropped my drum on the ground waiting for (y/f/n) to hurry up. 

“Come on.” I yelled fixing my bun. She yelled back and sat her drum down beside me and we began jogging. The football players were busy dancing around now since their practice was officially over for the day. My eyes landed on Grayson once again but this time, we both made eye contact, leaving Grayson there with a smirk plastered across his face. 

“Fuck, fuck, fuck.” I whispered to (y/f/n), “I made eye contact with Grayson.” She looked back.

“He’s watching you.” She whispered. 

“Dammit.” I groaned earning a laugh from her. 

We finally did the lap and grabbed our drums. The rest of the line finished before us because we didn’t really care. 

“I can’t wait to see him Friday night.”

“See who?”

I jumped and turned around, Grayson was leaning against the wall with a smirk on his face still. 

“When did you get right there?” I furrowed my eyebrows.

“Don’t worry about it, but hey, I can’t wait to see you Friday night either, (y/n).” He winked at me and walked away leaving me there with my mouth wide open. 

“Okay!” (y/f/n) screamed giving you a slap on your butt.

“This is ridiculous.” 

It was finally Friday night and my nerves have been crazy ever since Grayson talked to me Tuesday afternoon. I haven’t been playing good at all and I haven’t even talked to my line barely. I’m just too nervous.

I walked into the school, my feet sliding against the floor. (y/f/n) was already at the drumline closet getting her stuff out. 

“Hey.” I mumbled leaning against the wall. 

“Hey!” She smiled at me and handed me my carrier. “Better not fuck up the banner tonight.” She yelled from the closet. 

I just laughed and threw my hair into another messy bun. I quickly said hey to the guard members and grabbed my uniform from the band room. The gym door flew opened, revealing Grayson and Ethan. Grayson winked at me and walked towards the field, leaving me there speechless once again. 

I sighed and shook my head tossing my uniform down on the ground, sliding down the wall. 

“Why does he have to notice me now?” I rubbed my face and looked over at (y/f/n).

“I don’t know but your head better be on straight.” She walked outside with the rest of the band leaving me there.

“Hurry up, (y/l/n).” I looked over an saw the band director, he shook his head then did the biggest eye roll ever.

I quickly got dressed and lined up with the rest of the line. We all walked down to the field and my eyes immediately went to number 47. He turned around and let out a smile when he saw you. Never has a football player noticed a band kid at our high school. (y/f/n) nudged me in the arm making me look forward and notice our director glaring at me. 

“You know he wants to talk to you right?” I looked over and furrowed my eyebrows at her.


“Well he does.”

Before I could answer, our director pulled me to the side and directed me to take my drum off. 

“(y/n), your drumming has been very off this week and you have been going in and out of space. I know I shouldn’t be doing this but I’m going to let you play tonight even though I shouldn’t. Get your head in the game and don’t fuck up.” he patted my back and walked away leaving me there pissed off. 

“Line up!” He yelled. 

I threw my drum back on and walked to my spot and let out a big sigh. 

Once the banner was finished, we all filed into the bleachers. My focus stayed on Grayson. I don’t know why he decided to talk to me all of the sudden but hell, I really loved the attention. Our high school was winning but they can all say thanks to Ethan and Grayson for getting all those touchdowns. 

“Get ready! They’re fixing to score again!” 

Grayson scored another touchdown making me scream. (Y/f/n) rolled her eyes and let out a laugh. Grayson looked back at me an winked making me blush. 

“Drumline, you’re cleaning the stadium tonight!” 

I rolled my eyes and tossed my sticks on the drum. 

“Chill it with the attitude, (y/l/n).”

“Fuck this, I’ll just go get the trash can.” I jogged down the stairs and grabbed the trash can, placing it underneath (y/f/n). I looked around and seen the twins taking pictures with their parents. It was their senior year and after every game, whether they won or lost, their family took pictures with them. I felt a smile creep onto my face.

“Yo (y/n).” I jumped and shoved (y/f/n)’s hands out of my face. “Come on, we’re done.” 

I put the trash can back and grabbed all my equipment and let out a sigh. Grayson probably wasn’t even going to talk to me. I mean, I’m not that popular anyways so what’s the point. 

“Later guys!” I laughed at (y/f/n).

“You’re so fake.” 

“It’s my duty to be nice to my line, (y/n).”

 I tossed my carrier on the rack, turning around and smacking into someones body. I jerked my head up and seen Grayson smiling down at me.

“Can we talk alone?” He questioned.


I grabbed my belongings and told (y/f/n) bye and walked with Grayson out to my car.

“So,” I mumbled tucking a piece of hair behind my ear.

“I- um- I was wondering if you actually wanted to go on a date with me?”

I let out a laugh and tossed my stuff in the backseat of my car.

“A date? With me? A stupid band kid. You know you’ll get made fun of.” 

He shrugged his shoulders and leaned against my car. “I hope you know (y/n) that you’re actually pretty known around the school and you’re quite popular. You aren’t like the other band kids, they’re nerds and you have a bit of spunk in you that just made me become attracted to you.”

I chuckled and rolled my eyes earning a sigh from him. “Really feel like this is a bet.” 

“It’s not!” He got closer to me, making me blush.


He cut me off by smashing his lips onto mine. I was shocked but soon relaxed into the kiss, letting my fingers get tangled in his hair. His tongue swiped across my bottom lip but I smirked, pulling back.

“What’s that for?” He mumbled pushing a piece of my fallen hair back.

“We haven’t even went on a first date and you already wanna swap spit. How classy.” I laughed and opened my car door. 

“Well, how about a date tomorrow night, at six?”

I raised my eyebrow and looked down, “Sure.” 

Grayson smiled and left a kiss on my cheek, “See ya later, (y/l/n).”

“See ya later, Dolan.” 

Grayson winked at me and jogged over to his car where his brother was busy playing on his phone. I can’t believe this is happening.

“So?” I jumped and turned around seeing (y/f/n) at her car smiling at me.

“Ya girl got a date tomorrow night at 6!” 

She squealed and gave me a high five over the top of her car.

“Good luck.” She gave me a wink and got into her car, driving off.

I smiled, turning my car on and backing out, looking over at Grayson who was steady watching my car. I bit my lip and drove off with my cheeks blushing and already wondering what I was going to wear tomorrow.

lexanator101  asked:

Can u do an Imagine where you get your wisdom teeth removed. You can do whatever I just thought that was a funny idea. I LOVE YOUR BLOG 💜💜

WISDOM TEETH // Ethan Dolan Imagine 

Oh my gosh I am so sorry this is up late! I went on vacation and didn’t have the best wifi :/ 

Thank you so much that means a lot to me (: 

Hope you like it!


Warnings: None (: 

Today was the day you were getting all four of your wisdom teeth removed. You were beyond anxious for the procedure as it was the first time you would ever be sedated.

Ethan and Grayson would tell you that it wasn’t as bad as you thought. They kept trying to calm your nerves down. Ethan came up with the idea to film your whole procedure and upload it on their channel.

The twins and you have been friends for years, so the fans already knew who you were. You made a regular appearance on their videos and would assist them on holding up the camera or the microphone.

Currently you were in the car with the twins and your mom driving to the oral surgeon. Grayson was up in the front holding the camera with your mom while Ethan and you sat in the back.

“Hey what’s up guys, we’re back! Today we are taking our amazing friend to get her wisdom teeth removed. We are really excited for her while she on the other hand is scared out of her mind,” Grayson laughed.

“Hey it’s not funny!” You chuckled while lightly hitting him on the head.

Final thoughts before you go into the procedure?“ Ethan asked you while focusing the camera on your face.

“Gosh I hope I don’t turn into a savage and gets listed on the top five worst patients list. Oh and that I don’t expose myself,” you laughed while running your hands through your hair.

“Hey I was drugged up and my extra savage mode was activated. Not my fault,” Ethan defenses himself.

Soon you all pulled up into the office and your mom parked near the entrance. All four of you walked out the car and into the office building. Your name was called up and you nervously walked in and waved at the boys who were giggling.

“Gosh we can’t wait to see what Y/N says!” The boys excitedly exclaimed into the camera before shutting it off.

You were out of the procedure and were now resting. The boys and your mom were soon called back into your room but you were so out of it you didn’t even see them come in.

“Hey Y/N,” Ethan spoke while now standing in front of you.

“Hey babe,” you winked.

“Oh my gosh,” Grayson laughed as he turned the camera to a blushing Ethan.

“Whoa,” you mumbled in shock. Staring at the twins you held out your hand and moved it in front of them thinking you were seeing double.

“There’s two of you!” You exclaimed.

“Yeah I mean we are twins. You should now this by now,” Ethan laughed.

“Gosh you both are hot as fuck. How’d I get so lucky to have two cute ass guys in my life,” you sighed. Scrunching up your eyebrows you put a finger in your mouth feeling the cotton ball.

“Hey no don’t do that,” your mom scolded while gently taking your hand out of your mouth.

“I can do what I want,” you sasses while spitting out the bloody cotton balls.

“Y/N!” Grayson yelled while trying to hold back a laugh.

“Y/N, you have to keep them in your mouth or it will get infected,” The nurse spoke as she walked in to check on you. Nodding your head you let the nurse clean your mouth and change your gauze. Once you were cleaned up the nurse asked your mom to fill out some paper work out front leaving you with the boys.  

“Guys I’m hungry,” you mumbled while leaning your had back onto the chair.

“You can’t eat for a while,” Grayson informed you.

“I want pizza,” you mumbled while messing with your sweater sleeve.

“You can’t eat that for a while Y/N,” Ethan spoke this time. Looking at the two boys you rolled your eyes and scoffed.

“I don’t care.”

“Wow you are starting to sound a lot like Ethan when he was in here,” Grayson laughed while keeping the camera on you as you tried getting up.

“Nope stay in your chair Y/N. You are going to hurt yourself,” Ethan instructed while trying to pull you back down.

“No! I do what I want. I-I’m in independent woman! I can do whatever the heck I want.” Getting up from your seat you weakly pushed Ethan away. Loosing your balance you started falling down onto the floor. Ethan quickly wrapped his arms around your waist and pulled you up.

“Whoa I thought I was going to die,’ you mumbled while gripping onto Ethan’s arms. Standing up straighter you wrapped your hand around Ethan’s bicep amazing at how big and bulky it felt.

“Damn you have some huuuuugge muscles,” you said in awe while feeling his arm around.

Ethan’s face again turned a deep red while he laughed in embarrassment. He wasn’t used to you feeling him around and you being drugged up didn’t help the situation because you forgot about boundaries. Soon your arms found its way to his face, neck, and the chest. In your mind you were trying to find more muscles but instead you were making Ethan more awkward than he already was.

“Umm I think we need to sit you down,” Ethan mumbled with a chuckle as he sat you back down much to your dismay.

“Oh my gosh I love Y/N!” Grayson laughed.

You were now in the car on your way home. The seating positions were the same and you were currently leaning your head on the window. You felt tired and closed your eyes trying to shield out the light.

“Guys I think she’s falling asleep. She got really quiet when she got in the car,” Ethan mumbled as he spoke to the camera. Picking your head up you looked over at Ethan and said, “Boy I’m wide awake. What chu mean.”

That earned a laugh from all three of the people in the car with you. Shaking your head you pulled your hair up into a messy bun and fixed your hoodie.

“Oh my gosh do you guys wanna hear a secret! Wait, no I just wanna tell Grayson!” You exclaimed while trying to take your seatbelt off and leaning forward towards Grayson.

“Hey, put your seatbelt back on Y/N,” your mom instructed you making you huff and roll your eyes.

“Fine ma,” you huffed while rolling your eyes before continuing, “Oh Grayson guess what!”

“What?” Grayson asked wondering what you could possibly tell him.

“I have a little cruuuuussshhh. No a biiiiiiiiiig one,” you laughed while leaning your body back in your seat.

“Ummm are you sure you want to tell me this now?” He asked not wanting you to expose yourself in front of Ethan, the camera and your mom.

“Yeah why wouldn’t I! He’s sooooo cute and he has this adorable laugh. Gosh is he the most handsomest person ever.” You mumbled while wiping your mouth with the tissue Ethan handed you to wipe off the blood.

“Y/N, I don’t think this is a good idea,” He mumbled knowing you were going to regret this later on when you have the drug out of your system. Shaking your head you leaned forward and whispered (or at least what you thought was a whisper), “Ethan is so hot.”

That was it. That was the moment you exposed your true feelings to both the twins and your mother. Your foggy mind of course didn’t really think this through at all and just sat back down as if nothing happened.

Ethan on the other hand almost dropped the camera from shock. He looked at Grayson who had an equally shocked expression. Grayson was not expecting for it to be Ethan she had a crush on. I mean yeah he noticed you would tend to hang out with Ethan more than him, but he always thought it was because you two had more in common.

Your mom raised an eyebrow and softly laughed to herself knowing you were going to hate yourself for this later. She already knew you liked Ethan because she over-heard you asking your older sister for help about it a few weeks ago.

“E give me the camera,” Grayson spoke while reaching over to it. Ethan did as told and gave him the camera while keeping his eyes on you.

You were messing with your nails trying to figure out why they were blue. Oblivious to the whole situation you continued to ask your mom as to why your nails were blue and if they were falling off.

It has been about three days since your procedure and your face was slightly less swollen. The boys had only visited you once out of the week which you found a bit odd. Normally they would be at your house every day or you would be at theirs. You didn’t give much thought into it because you knew they probably got busy with work.

“Y/N, Ethan is here.” Your older sister informed you as she walked through the living room.

“Okay,” you mumbled while putting an ice pack on your face hoping to reduce the swelling. Letting out a sigh you sat up on the couch while switching through the channels are you waited for Ethan to appear in the room.

“Hey,” he awkwardly said as he sat down next to you.

“Hey Ethan, what brings you to casa de Y/L/N?” You asked him while rearranging the ice.

“I umm wanted to ask you something. I know you probably won’t remember this but I need to have something confirmed.” He quickly spoke.

Looking at him with confusion etched on your face you slowly nodded her head and waited for him to proceed.

“Okay so when we were on our way back to your house you kind of said something about liking me.” He mumbled almost making it hard for you to hear.

Almost, because you heard everything clearly. Awkwardly clearing your throat you set the ice pack down on your lap and kept your eyes on it.

“Look I know this is awkward for both of us. If you want the truth yes I have a crush on you. I’ve liked you for almost two years but I didn’t want to say anything. I didn’t want to ruin the friendship we have; or had at least because I’m sure I just made our friendship awkward too,” you mumbled scared to look up at Ethan.

Ethan was watching you and how you were nervously messing with the ice pack that now becoming liquid.  He had this smile on his face that you didn’t see because you were too scared to look him in the eyes.

“I like you too. I’ve liked you for a while now. I guess I was also worried about ruining our friendship,” he admitted. Looking up at him with pure shock you studied his face to find any signs of lying.

“So I guess what I’m trying to say is: Will you be my girlfriend?” He nervously asked making you smile.

“Yes,” you smiled while wrapping your arms around him pulling him into a hug.

“If I could kiss you I would,” you whispered while laughing. Gosh did you hate that you got your wisdom teeth. Yet loved it because if you weren’t drugged up you wouldn’t be in the position you were now.

“We don’t want you getting any dry sockets,” he teased before pressing a kiss to your puffy cheeks.

“So how does a movie and ice cream sound?” He asked you while sitting closer to you.

“It sounds perfect,” you smiled to your boyfriend.

Everything you could have dreamed of finally came true and you finally got the boy of your dreams.

Originally posted by thedolangifs

Help Me Get The Girl (Grayson Dolan Mini-Series)

Description: Grayson seeks out your help to get your friend to fall for him.  In exchange for your help, Grayson promises to take care of your freshman brother when it comes to being bullied.  What you two didn’t know is that even though helping each other would ideally be beneficial, there would be a series of events that would make you two question whether this was a good deal or a disaster in the making.

Word Count: 2,419

Warnings: Language

A/N: I used to write all of the time and now I’m getting back into it, so if I’m a bit rusty I apologize.  I hope you enjoy it!

Your POV:

Sat at the usual lunch table, I was entertained by the scene unfolding before my eyes.  It’s a scene that I see almost every day, but it never fails to amuse me.  Across the table sat my friend Grace, next to her Grayson Dolan, using every move in his book in attempt to woo her.  He was charming I’d give him that and his looks were a bonus too.  What he didn’t realize was… with each cheesy, cliché move he was making, the more she drifted toward moving him into the friend zone permanently.

I brought my apple to my mouth with a loud crunch as I bit into it.  The sound distracted Grayson for a moment, his eyes drifting in my direction.  A smirk slowly formed at the corner of my mouth as I chewed the bits of apple in the most obnoxious way, wiping the juice with the back of my hand.  Grayson sneered in my direction, knowing that I was enjoying every moment of his miserable failure in the making.  Ethan was next to Grayson sending me a knowing smile—obviously thinking the whole thing was as funny as I did.

It was only within the past year that Grayson and Ethan had started hanging around me and Grace.  We had become pretty good friends—the four of us—but Grayson had always taken a liking to Grace which in turn caused me and Ethan to become extremely close. Somehow, even with all of Grayson’s flirting, Grace never let it ruin her friendship with him.  She simply took it as he threw it her way.  The thing is… she didn’t even realize that all his advances were purposely flirtatious, she was under the impression that it was all a joke.

But it wasn’t.

It clearly wasn’t.

Out of the corner of my eye I saw Ethan beginning to pack his things up so I checked the time to find that lunch was almost over.  I mimicked his actions, shoving my cellphone in the outer pocket of my bag and making sure that I had my math book in the main pouch.  Tossing all my trash onto my tray I stood up in unison with Ethan.

               “Walk me to class?” I asked Ethan, hoping he would know that I wanted to talk to him about the Grace/Grayson situation.

               “Are you incapable of walking yourself to class?” Ethan asked, confused by my request.

               My mouth tightened into a straight line, my eyes narrowing in on him, “Walk. Me. To. Class.” I demanded before flashing him a sarcastic smile.

               His mouth formed into an O before he nodded in agreement.  He met me at the end of the table to receive a mouthed, “Seriously?” from me.  He shrugged, throwing his hands up at me, his face shriveling up into a boyish scowl.

               Once we exited the cafeteria, my hand swung at Ethan, catching his shoulder with a quick strike.  “Could you be any more oblivious?”

               “How was I supposed to know that you decided to turn walking to class into a mini gossip session.” His hand rubbed his shoulder, “That hurt.”

               “Good.” I spat.  “And I didn’t turn it into a gossip session, I wanted to tell you something.”

               “Ok.” He muttered as we started to walk.

               “You need to tell Gray to man up and just ask her out already!  As funny as it is to watch, I’m starting to feel bad for him.”

               Ethan chuckled, “Gray hasn’t always been the best with girls.  Neither of us have, really.  I just don’t think he really knows how to ask her.  If you haven’t noticed, it’s been a whole year and he hasn’t managed to get past ‘We should go together sometime’ as his attempt to spend some alone time with her.”

               We walked in sync towards my math class, stopping only a few feet away from the door.  I huffed, folding my arms.  Instantly, Ethan’s eyes flashed down to where my arms pressed against my chest, the cleavage becoming more noticeable.  He stared at my boobs without any shame before smiling back up at me again.

               “My best friend is so hot.” He said, staring me straight in the eyes.

               “And my best friend is an asshole.” I growled.

               He brought his index finger up to where my arms were, poking the top of my right breast, “No”, he poked the left, “He’s”, then his poked the tip of my nose, “Not.”

               My hand went up and smacked his way from my face. “Ethan don’t test my patience.” I sneered.

               “DOLAN. Y/L/N.  Get to class before I send you both to the office for inappropriate contact.” My math teacher Mr. Stephens scolded.

               Ethan winked at me before sarcastically nodding at Mr. Stephens.  He turned and made his way in the direction of his own class.  As I started to enter the classroom I heard Mr. Stephens mutter ‘Poking boobs… that’s a new one’ to himself.  I rolled my eyes, continuing past him to my seat.

               Somehow… Ethan always managed to give me a bad reputation with the teachers because he did stupid shit like that all the time.

               At the end of the school day, I drifted through the halls, searching for Grace to get a ride home.  My car was in the shop for the next couple of days and I wouldn’t put it past her to forget that, leaving me stranded at the school.  Since I hadn’t seen her, I decided to go find my brother, Theo, first.  The original game plan was to grab Grace before she could leave and then grab Theo, but she had disappeared so I might as well find him first.

               I weaved my way past the squirrely freshman, some of the males giving me eyes as I passed them.  Each person I met eyes with was not my brother.  Once I reached his locker I found that there was no one around it.  My eyebrows knitted together as I scanned the hall around me.

               “Theo?” I yelled.

               My feet carried me further down the hall to the next corner.  Once I rounded it I saw something that shocked me.  There stood a circle of sophomore boys surrounding my brother who was in the center being shoved around like he was nothing.  Not far from them stood a few bystanders who had their phones out, recording every moment of the assault.

               “Hey!” I shouted.  “HEY!” I tried to push my way through the testosterone wall to my brother. Without even looking at me they shoved me back and away from the circle.  My feet stumbled beneath me, almost causing me to lose my balance.

               “Don’t touch him!” I screamed.  “Theo fight back!” I tried to push through them again.

               My brother brought his fist up and managed to get one of them in the jaw, but received a harder blow in return.  My fists pounded against their backs though it was no use.  My small frame had nothing against them.  As I was about to kick one of them, arms wrapped around my torso, pulling me away from them all.  

               “I got this.” The voice whispered into my ear.

               Ethan easily shoved his way through the group, right to my brother.  He grabbed him by the arm, bringing him to me before turning back to them.  “If I ever see you messing with him again, I will break your hands.  Do you understand me?”

               They all quickly nodded their heads and dispersed into different directions.  But there was one who just glared at Ethan before stomping past the three of us.  My hands immediately went to Theo’s face, examining every inch of it.  He kept whipping his head back and forth, insisting that he was fine.

               “What happened, Theo?  It’s only the second week of high school for you.” I questioned.

               “Y/N, I’m fine.  Those pricks just wanted me to do their homework and I said no.  I may be weak but I’m not going to give them what they want.” He scowled.

               “We have to tell someone, Theo.  They can’t continue to do this all year.”

               Ethan agreed, “Yeah, man.  I can’t be here all the time.  I can’t always protect you.”

               “I don’t need protection.  I’ll be fine.” Theo insisted.

               “But-” I started.

               “Y/N! I said I don’t need protection!” he yelled. His hand ran through his hair, a sigh escaping his lips, “I- just- please let me do this on my own.  If I hide behind someone now, I’ll hid behind someone forever.  Ethan I appreciate the help, I really do, but this is my battle.  Let me fight it.”

               Ethan countered, “I’m going to let you fight it, but if you need help I’m going to give it to you. Got it?”

               Theo smiled, “Got it.” Then a flash of confusion crossed his face.  “What are you two doing over in the freshman hall anyways?”

               “I was trying to find you to go home.” I explained.

               “And I was trying to find Y/N to inform her that Grace went home already.”

               As predicted, Grace forgot.  My head dropped back as I let out a growl of frustration. My eyes shifted to Ethan, pleading for him to help us.  He raised an eyebrow, acting as if he didn’t know what I wanted even though he really did.

               “I have detention.” He stated.  “As usual.  But, Grayson is outside waiting to give you two a ride.”

               I smiled with relief, clapping my hands together. “Thank you!” I cheered, giving him a quick hug.  And with that we were off to the parking lot to meet Grayson.

               Grayson was parked right outside the front doors of the school, his head bobbing to the music he had playing in his car.  Even from the main doors, I could see his dangly earing moving along with him, shining as the sun reflected off it.  When he noticed us walking up to the car, he leaned across the passenger seat and opened the door for me.  

               “Thank you so much, Grayson.” I said as I sat down, Theo getting into the back seat.

               “No problem.” He said, his hand turning the music down.  “What took you two so long?  I’ve been waiting for a while now.”

               I looked at Theo through the rearview mirror.   He met my eyes and then quickly looked back down.  I knew he didn’t want me to say a thing, so I obliged his silent request.

               “I was looking for Grace, who had left and ended up in the freshman hall trying to find Theo who was also looking for me. It was like walking through one big maze.” I rambled with a fake smile.

               “My locker is in the freshman hall since I’m a mentor.  If I would have known I would have grabbed Theo for you.” He replied.

               “It’s okay.  No biggie.  We figured it out.”

               Grayson’s eyes narrowed in question but he didn’t push it.  He obviously knew something wasn’t right, but I was thankful he didn’t ask about it with Theo in the car.

               The ride home consisted of conversations about how much we hated homework, wishing it was still summer, and singing out of tune to songs in the top 50 on the radio.  We pulled up to the house and Theo immediately got out, mumbling a quick ‘thank you’ before walking straight into the house with his head down.

               “Thanks again, Gray.” I said, my hand on the door handle.

               He gently grabbed onto my arm.  My head snapped back in his direction, my eyes searching his.

               “What’s going on?  You’re not telling me something.” He stated.  His tone of voice told me that there was no way I was getting out of it.

               I sighed, “Theo’s already being bullied by older kids.  That’s why we were late.” My eyes started to water.  “I couldn’t help him.  I wasn’t strong enough.  Luckily Ethan was there to help.  If he wouldn’t have been there… it would have been much worse.”

               “Don’t cry, Y/N.  Don’t cry.  He’s okay now.” He tried to reassure me.

               “He’s okay now, but will he be tomorrow?  Or the next day?” my hands trembled as I tried to wipe my tears away.

               “Hey,” he whispered, bring my hand down and into his, “You tried your best to help him.  We’ll find a way to help him.”

               “That’s the problem!  He doesn’t want help.  He thinks he can do this on his own!” I complained.

               “If he doesn’t want help then maybe you should go to the administration and just inform them of what’s going on.  Then they can monitor it without him knowing.” Grayson suggested.

               “They’ll pull those boys into the office so quickly, then those boys will retaliate, then Theo will hate me.” I cried, shaking my head at his suggestion.

               “Wait!” his voice shocked me, causing me to jump a little.  “Duh! My locker is in the freshman hall! I can keep an eye on him throughout the day and linger in the hall a little longer at the end of each day to make sure that nothing happens to him.  He won’t think a thing of it because that’s the location of my locker!” he beamed at me, his hand still holding mine.

               “It’s perfect!  Oh, Grayson,” I said, throwing my arms around his neck, “Thank you so much! I own you one!”

               He laughed, “You owe me nothing.” He said, pulling back.

               “I do.  I really do.  Anything, you name it.”


               “Grayson.  I’m sure there’s something…”

               He thought for a second, his finger tapping against his chin.  After a few seconds his eyes lit up, “Grace.”

               “Grace?” I asked, clearly confused.

               “You know I like Grace and don’t deny it.  I saw you laughing at me this morning.” He glared knowingly.

               I gasped, “I would never…” I said, pretending to be offended.

               “You would and you do.  But, anyways.  That’s my request.”

               I leaned forward a bit, “What is your request exactly?”

               He rolled his eyes, annoyed at how oblivious I was, “I protect Theo and you…” he paused waiting to make sure I was still with him.  He continued after I gave him a small nod, “You help me get the girl.”

               And without thinking the word flew out of my mouth, “Deal.”

               He held his hand out and I took it in mine.  We shook to seal the deal.  Little did I know… that deal would lead to a lot more trouble than anticipated.


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Fuck boy || Ethan Dolan

SUMMARY - Ever found yourself talking to a fuck boy? If so, this should be familiar. (part 2 if requested)

WARNING - PG-13? i mean this is just typical high school bullshit with a happy ending (in a part 2). some dirty talk and touching thoooooo (just a lil)




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Let Go // Dolan Twins

Summary: After years of being together Ethan puts together something incredibly beautiful and luckily making a video for Gray to react to. Now you get to start the rest of your lives together with Gray tagging on also because what’s Ethan without his twin? They’re a package deal no matter which one you’re engaged to.

Characters: Ethan Dolan x Reader, Grayson Dolan, Lisa Dolan, Sean Dolan and Cameron Dolan

Words: 5043

Disclaimer: I do not own YouTube, images or songs used in this. Song is ‘You Can Let Go’ by Crystal Shawanda.

Warnings: Possible swearing, major fluff, mention of hearattack and sad Grayson  

Author: Caitsy

Tagged: At the bottom

A/N: Sorry for not posting! It’s been hectic with uni ending next month and I’ve been writing this for so long. We’ve posted but it’s not showing up in the tags sadly.

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Originally posted by bosayasayangenc

If you were a little girl and you were asked the question of who you would marry you would have answered differently from now because you weren’t a child anymore wishing for things that can’t happen. You were nineteen years old and your boyfriend Ethan had switched your promise ring with an engagement ring with a small vintage theme. You weren’t going to wait until you were twenty-eight to plan a wedding because you were just as in love as you would be ten years from now.

Ethan hadn’t taken you out to a fancy restaurant where you would have to act like someone else because your laughs were too loud. He didn’t hide the ring in the food despite the obvious problem of choking on it by accident. He didn’t make you do a scavenger hunt either because you guys weren’t basic and fought against the stereotypical clichés. He had done something unique and very him instead with no help because he wanted it to be special. You had accompanied him to his childhood home for his older sister Cameron’s birthday. It was both a surprise to you and everyone else because only him and your Dad knew about it.

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Loving in the Dark- E.D. Imagine

He never liked to be told what to do. And he sure as hell didn’t like waiting. He was the kind of guy who takes what he wants when he wants it.

And I was no exception to that.

Everybody knew him. It would be hard not to; he’s the talk of the town, the kind of boy your parents warn you to stay away from. The boy who rode his motorcycle everywhere, even though he had multiple cars (his parents just loved to spoil him). He was never seen without his jacket- The dark washed jean jacket that most speculated he stole from one of his victims after they failed at giving him the drugs he wanted- and that damn cocky, smirk.

Ladies and Gentlemen, boys and girls, may I introduce to you, The Dashing, Bad Boy debonair; Ethan Grant Dolan.

“Y/n, get ya head outta the gutter, and get ready to take their order.” Frank yelled from the kitchen. My hands shook as I smoothed down my black and white uniform- the one that matched the black and white leather seats to Franks Diner.

I tried to calm my breathing as I approached the booth. It was filled with teenagers adorned in black leather jackets, slicked dark hair, and drowsy eyes.

“E-excuse me, sir?” One of the guys looked up at me, the smile vanishing from his face, as he took a drag from the cig. “There’s no smoking in here.” The guy laughed, his half lidded eyes looking around the table, at the other three occupants, two girls and another guy. The two girls cackled, and gave me dirty looks.

The man took the cigarette out of his mouth, and blew the smoke in my face. I tried not to flinch, or cough in front of them. I didn’t want to give them the satisfaction of getting to me.

“C'mon, Leo. Leave the girl alone, and put the fucking cig out.” The other guy said. My eyes widened as I finally looked at him clearly, instantly recognizing the dark washed jean jacket, that didn’t match the other three leather jackets, but looked better, scarier in fact.

Leo shot me a glare, the bags under his eyes bloodshot eyes made his face look hallowed in, and older, when he was only around my age. I knew these guys from school, I just never really took the interest into finding out what their names where.

Except I already knew who he was. The boy in the jean jacket. Everybody did. He was Ethan Dolan.

Leo took his cigarette and placed it into an empty basket of fires that my one of coworkers was holding as they passed the table. My coworker Beatrice turned around with a glare, but didn’t complain.

“Thank you.” I cleared my throat. “Can I start you all off with something to drink?” No one was paying attention to my words, all of them caught up their phones, or in one girls case, her fingernails. My eyes met Ethan’s, and he sighed at the pitiful emotions, I’m sure I was showing in my face.

“We’ll take four vanilla milkshakes, and a basket of fries.” Ethan said in a disinterested voice. I quickly wrote down their order, my ponytail bobbing as I nodded my head.

“Anything else?” I asked quietly.

One of the girls who was practically sitting in Ethan’s lap raised her hand. “I want a chocolate milkshake, instead of vanilla.” She turned her head towards Ethan, her thumb hovering over his bottom lip. “You know I love chocolate, baby.” She muttered, probably intending for only him to hear.

“Right. Just get her a chocolate one, then.” He brushed the girl off in disinterest, and I nodded my head once again, and left the table as quickly as I could.

“Here’s the order, Frank.” I handed him my slip of paper, and he noticed my shaking hand.

“You alright out there? Want me to take your place?” Frank was my aunts second husband, but was more like a father to me. I lived with him and my aunt, and worked here after school. He’s always been there for me, and the fact that he knew how frightened I was made me grin.

“No thanks, uncle Frankie, I’m fine.” He rolled his eyes at the nickname I gave him when I was just a child, and began making the order.

As I waited, I eyed the table of Leathers. That’s what the kids at my school call them, anyway. The two girls were typing away on their phones, not paying attention to the clearly heated discussion between Leo and Ethan. Their heads were leaned in close across the table, and it looked like Ethan was reprimanding Leo about something. They gestured wildly, hands flying around the air, and mid sentence, Ethan caught me staring.

I blushed as he narrowed his eyes at me, and before he had the chance to do anything, I disappeared into the kitchen.

“Let me help you with that order, Uncle Frankie.” I told him, and I grabbed the three vanilla milkshakes that were already done, and placed them onto a round tray, while I waited for the chocolate one and, the fries to be finished.

“You look flushed. Everything alright?”

“Yeah, I just-” I stopped short as he gave me knowing look. “I know those kids. They’re from my school.” I nodded my head in the general direction of their table.

Frank nodded his head, as he darted his hands off with a towel. “Oh, I see.” He smirked. “They’re all a bunch of trouble makers, eh?”

“Uncle Frankie,” I laughed, throwing the towel at him.

“I wen to school once, too. I know their type. The uh, the ‘I don’t care, I wear leather jackets, and do drugs to look cool’, type. Their all a bunch of greasers. Don’t let ‘em get to ya, kid.” He bumped his shoulder against mine, and I nodded taking his words to memory.

I shouldn’t let them get to me. I mean, after all, what could they do to me?

I carried their order out, making sure not to drop the round tray that I carried with both hands. I set their milkshakes down in front of them, with the basket of fires in the middle of the table, and placed the tray under my arm.

“Will that be all for you?” They all shook their heads as they devoured the basket of fires within seconds, and slurped noisily at their milkshakes.

I served a few more tables after that, the diner was mostly filled with older folks at this late hour, looking for coffee and something to fill their sweet tooth’s. When I approached the table of Leathers, and handed them their check, none of them acknowledged me. I gathered their dirty cups, and and the empty basket, and watched as they all got up to leave.

My shoulder bumped into Ethan’s as I tried to slip past them, and to their table to wipe it down. All four of them were standing in front of me, blocking my path.

“You know, with the right haircut, and some heels, you wouldn’t look too shabby.” One of the girls commented, as she punched a stand of my ponytail between her fingers.

“O-oh, thank you?” I wasn’t sure if it was a complement or not, but I didn’t want to be rude.

“C'mon, Lacey.” The girl who ordered the chocolate milkshake tugged the second girl, Lacey, towards the exit.

Leo chewed on a toothpick, his bright blue eyes lazily looking me up and down.
He made like he was going to walk past me, but stopped right beside me, so he could look down on me from the side.

“Not bad.” He muttered, and then he was joining the two girls outside, a cigarette already in his mouth .

I scoffed, and pushed my way past Ethan, who was still standing in front of me. I felt his eyes bore into my neck as I scrubbed at the messy table, my hair falling into my face.

“Don’t listen to them.” He said under his breath. I almost didn’t hear it, he spoke so softly. I looked at him over my shoulder, only to be met with a hard stare.

“You’re perfect.” And with that he turned on his heel, and left the diner.


After the day at the diner, it was hard not to notice him. He stuck out like a sore thumb at football games, as everyone else wore blue and white to represent our schools colors, but he wore his signature jean jacket.

He leaned against the brick wall of the concession stand, a Leather by his side exchanging hushed words, and side glances. I watched as Ethan handed the Leather something in a yellow packet, and was handed a roll of money that he quickly shoved into his jacket pocket. He looked around his surroundings, and said something to the man beside him. They parted ways, and Ethan turned to leave.

This whole thing was so suspicious. My mind couldn’t help but jump to the conclusion that he was selling drugs or something along those lines.

I couldn’t concentrate on the game, nor that I would know what was going on anyway. My mind was too focused in Ethan. He could be a nice guy. The other day was proof of that.

Right, you mean when he called you perfect? I thought.

The game ended soon after that, and I trudged towards my little Volkswagen Beetle that was waiting for me in the parking lot. My car was parked directly under the street light, and the golden hues of light rained down on the dark figure that leant against my car.

“Um…hey.” My heart raced as I greeted him. He smirked, and his hand disappeared into his jacket pocket before reappearing with a huge wad of money.

“I know you were watching.” He stated, as he watched me gape like a fish out of water. “You’re always watching.”

I shook my head. “I don’t know-”

“Save it.” He held up his hand to stop me.

“I won’t tell anyone,” I shuffled in my place, uncomfortable under his lazy gaze.

“Oh, I know.” He pushed off of my car, and watched as I reached out for the door handle of the drivers side. He held the door closed with one hand, and trapped me against the car with the other.

“You’re a good girl.” He winked. I felt my face hear up as a blush filled my cheeks. I didn’t even have the words to tell him to go screw himself.

He was already gone.


A.N.- Heyo! There’s a little taste of bad boy Ethan, let me know if you liked it. If I get enough comments, I might just do a part two.

anniversary - ethan dolan {smut}

“(Y/N), wake up..” A hand shook your shoulder gently. “Babe please get up, it’s like.. 11 and I have big things planned today!” A husky, manly voice was slowly bringing you out of your wonderful sleep. But, you decided you wanted to sleep more after the rough, eventful night you had with a special someone and ignored him.

The voice, however, continued to try and persuade you to get up. You knew exactly whose voice it was because no one but your boyfriend Ethan has that sexy, raspy voice in the morning.

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Clearance part 3 (Ethan Mini-Series)


Living within an underground civilization, it is the dream of each member of the community to achieve Clearance.  In order to achieve this, you must be skilled in combat, have impeccable survival skills,  and be able to outsmart nearly everyone you approach.  Once you achieve clearance you are sent to Ground Zero, the main land where you are sent to protect and fight for the humans who have only known the real world, society as we know it. The day of testing comes; some of the trainees in the sector achieve Clearance, while others are held back for further training.  When those who are cleared are sent above, they realize that they aren’t meant to be the heroes they dreamt to be, the protectors that their leaders told them they would be, and the world above was nothing like they imagined it would be.

The indomitable sector trainees realize that all of their lives they were being lied to.  They weren’t going to be Gods to the human race… they were prey.

Word Count: 3,605

Warnings: Language.

Authors Note: Part 3 is here and I’m so excited because the story is truly starting to take off now!  This chapter is super eventful and I can’t wait to hear what y’all think!

Part 3: Ground Zero

“Initiating final test.” the voice said, “Battle to the death.”

Ethan’s body stiffened from across the room from Y/n.  His eyes flickered back and forth from the knife to her.  Y/n did the same as she questioned whether this was real life or not.

“Commence fight in 10, 9, 8,” the voice started again.  Both Y/n and Ethan reached out their shaky hands, hesitant to pick up the weapon.  “7, 6, 5,” placing one foot forward and one back to steady themselves, they both brought the knives up, ready to charge.

“I don’t want to do this.” Y/n said loud enough for Ethan to hear.

He gulped, his head shaking, “I don’t want to either.”

“4, 3, 2,” the countdown began to come to a close.

“Ethan?” Y/n shouted over the loud beeping that was following along with the countdown.  Worry flooded her voice as she started to scan her eyes around the room as if she was looking for a way out.

“I don’t know what to do!” he shouted, gripping the knife handle tighter because of the anxiety beginning to take over.

“1,” she siren stopped, “Begin.”

With those words, they both took off at a feverish pace, hoping that they would be the one to survive.  As they ran, Y/n started to feel like everything was moving in slow motion.  She had to think, and think fast.  She had gone head to head with Ethan once already and failed miserably.  The only chance she had was to avoid every hit as best as she could until he showed her a weak spot.

But part of her knew that no matter what she did, she would be the one who ended up dead.  She knew that she wouldn’t be able to kill Ethan if the opportunity presented itself.  She couldn’t muster up the strength to take his life just to be sent up to Ground Zero.

Right as she reached Ethan she slid onto her knees, the chance to take the knife to his leg was there, but she chose not to take it.  Ethan made no effort to take a hit at her either.  The way he swung his knife was too high for him to get her even if she didn’t slide.  

When she got to her feet she turned so see Ethan coming at her as hard as he could, his arms pumping hard as he ran.  She braced herself for his attack, but was caught off guard when he threw his knife to the side mid run.

When he got to her he went straight for her hands.  Afraid that he was trying to disarm her, she started to use every move she could to free herself of him, but he was quicker, more skilled, smarter.  Eventually, after their hands and arms worked against each other, he retrieved the knife from her and tossed it to the side as he had done to his.

“I will not fight you, Y/n!” he said as she continued to flail in self defense.  “Y/n!” he grabbed onto her wrists and pinned her arms to her side.

Going rigid in his hold she stared him in the eyes, her chest rising and falling rapidly, “Ethan, I don’t want to do this!  I submit!  I’ll stay behind!  I can’t do it!”

“Y/n, listen to me,” his hands cradled her face, “I will not fight you and I will not accept your submission.  Neither of us will hurt the other.” he told her before dropping his hands.

“What are we going to do?” she whispered.

“We’re not fighting!” he said to her again, his soft tone replaced with his usual dominance.  “I won’t hurt you and I know you don’t want to hurt me.”

“You’re right.” she said, stepping closer to him.  “Ethan, we’re not going to be cleared.” her eyes began to water as she leaned her head against his chest.

Not once had she ever shown this side of her to Ethan and he didn’t know what to do about it.  So, he did the only thing he could think to do… he wrapped his arms around her.  He could feel her tears soaking through his shirt as he held onto her.  He could understand what she was feeling.  They had both been working all their lives to achieve Clearance and they had both just thrown it all away all because of their community’s twisted way of testing them.

“Final test over.” the monotonous, female voice sounded through the room again.

Confusion fell over the two.  Y/n lifted her head from Ethan’s chest, looking around as a large screen illuminated on a wall.  On the screen was Cohen who had never looked more proud of the two.

“Well done, Ethan and Y/n.  You both have successfully passed the final challenge.” he spoke, a faint smile forming at the corners of his mouth.

Ethan, with one arm still around her stepped forward, “What kind of messed up person does something like this?”

“When we send trainees up to Ground Zero we expect them to work as a team.  There is no guarantee that you will win every fight you face.  If you are willing to kill a team member just to reach Ground Zero, then you will be willing to kill for anything else.  So, congratulations you two.” he faded from the screen, leaving them both in awe.

Both of their names appeared on the screen, calculations of their tests under them.  Calculating their overall score, they stood there in anticipation, still holding one another.

“Ethan Dolan,” the voice stated.  Y/n could feel his hand fist her tanktop.  “Clearance achieved.” it stated as the word clearance appeared across the screen in bold, red letters.

The wall opened up for him to exit the room.  Giving Y/n one last look, he gave her a squeeze and walked through the doors and down the hall.  Slowly, the wall closed up again and Y/n name was still on the screen.

“Y/n Y/l/n,” the voice blared causing her nerves to kick into overdrive, “Clearance achieved.”

She hadn’t noticed that she was holding her breath until she felt all of her energy leave her body when her breath did.  With shaky legs, she walked down the hall that Ethan had.  The hall led down to two swinging doors.  She could hear the chatter of people through them and she was nervous to enter.

There was this unsettling feeling sitting in her stomach that questioned whether or not her friends would be there when she entered the room.  In that moment, she wished she was a seer, wanting to have the possibility of seeing who was in the room before she entered.

Pushing through the doors she saw nearly 60 of the trainees, gathered around each other, talking with joy plastered on their faces, celebrating their success.  A body slammed into hers, causing her to stumble back as she caught the body that had thrown itself on her.  She felt like the very little life she had left in her was being squeezed out.

“I’m so happy you were cleared!” Leena mumbled into her ear, her hold tightening.

“Oh, Leena, I’m so happy to see you!” they let go of each other.

Leena scanned over Y/n checking for any injuries.  Leena had always been one to think of everyone else before herself, so seeing Y/n, her first instinct was to check over her.

“Your lip is bleeding.” she said, her thumb wiping away some of the blood.

“Selena got me good in the first test.” Y/n said, glancing around the room.  “Who’s been cleared so far?” she asked.

“Well, you, Ethan, Finley, Etta, Zeke, Wren, Me, Talon, Porter, M, then a bunch of others.” she informed her, starting to lead Y/n through the crowd.

“Who did they put you up against in the end?” Y/n asked Leena.

Leena stopped dead in her tracks, fury resurfacing, “They put me up against Talon.  My own twin brother.  How messed up is that?” she continued to walk, “Of course we refused to even pick up the knives, so it didn’t take long for the test to end for us.”

“Do you know anything about Selena?”

“No,” Leena shook her head, “We haven’t seen her or Grayson which makes us think that they’re up against each other.  I just hope that they both realize that in order to complete the final test, they have to refuse to fight.”

Y/n nodded in agreement, scared for Selena.  She couldn’t imagine going to Ground Zero without her best friend.  She tried to pass time by conversing with the others in the room and welcoming those who entered after her, but she couldn’t focus on their words when there was a chance that Selena wouldn’t walk through those doors.

There was a loud male voice that screamed out in celebration, catching everyone’s attention.  Y/n turned to see Ethan throwing his arms around Grayson who had just entered the room through different doors than she had.  Walking to the door she stood there anxiously, her hands fidgeting as she hopefully waited for Selena to walk through the doors.  

In her peripheral vision she could see Grayson step up next to her, “She was in there with me, Y/n.  I thought she would be coming through right behind me.”

“She had to have gotten cleared; there’s no chance that she didn’t.  She’s too good.” and that was true.  Selena was in the top 10 and she was a seer, that alone should have gotten her Clearance whether she had good scores or not.

Grayson let out an uneasy breath, “Maybe she didn’t score well on the oth-”

“Don’t finish that sentence,” she scolded, her eyes still on the door.  “She’ll come through those doors any time.”

And she was right.  Only seconds later, Selena walked through the door with a concerning look on her face.  Her eyes flashed to Grayson before she acknowledged Y/n, which didn’t go unnoticed by Y/n.  Continuing to walk forward, she moved straight into her and held onto her like her life depended on it.

“What took you so long?” Y/n cried into her ear.

“Grayson and I were the final fight.  They talked to me about being a seer on Ground Zero and how it might be overwhelming since I’m the only one in the class.  But, I’m here, I made it!  We made it!” she pulled away, shaking Y/n in excitement.  

“We did!” she celebrated along with her.

“ATTENTION!” Cohen’s voice boomed throughout the room.  Everyone froze, turning in the direction of the voice, “Congratulations to all 78 of you.  You have achieved Clearance.”  Everyone in the room cheered in unison, their hands flying up into the air.  “A big congratulations to our highest scoring trainees, Ethan Dolan and Y/n Y/l/n, you were truly born to be leaders.”

Selena leaned in to whisper, “Do you ever wonder why he’s never gone up?” she asked.  “He can’t be more than 5 years older than us.”

“Rumor is,” Y/n started, “When Cohen was training to be sent up, they chose to keep him as a trainer because he was so good.  That’s why he took over as the leader when we truly started to get into the hard stuff.  From what I hear, he’s the best of the best, like makes Ethan look like he’s nothing.”

“Shit.” Selena muttered, “Well with that body, that perfectly styled dark brown hair, and those alluring eyes, I’d love it if he went up with us.”

A disagreeing grunt came from beside Y/n; the only person it could have come from was Grayson.  She smiled knowing that the sound he just made had to have come from a jealous part of him and by the look on his face, she could tell he surprised himself.

Cohen continued, “Today you will embark on the journey you’ve been preparing for.  You will be taken up to Ground Zero to be all that you have trained to be.  You will protect society up above.  Your job is to be those that they look up to and look to for help.  For years, the world has been destroying itself, the humans above not understanding that war will solve nothing.  It is up to you to rid the world of those who only see evil instead of understanding.  Each year we send up a new class and each year we hear nothing in return, giving us the idea that they have failed.  But you,” he paused to build anticipation, “You are the best class to come through in many years and you will be the class to change it all.  You will persevere and you will prevail.  You are the Indomitable Sector, and you will not be torn down.”

Again, the room erupted in celebratory cheers again, smiles spread across everyone’s faces, including Cohen’s.  Everyone was hugging each other now.  Y/n took note of how long Grayson held Selena when they embraced each other.  After the two of them let go, she gave Grayson a quick hug and then turned to find Ethan standing there.

He raised a single eyebrow, challenging her to hug him, but she didn’t.  “I still can’t stand you.  I still don’t like you.” Y/n reminded him.

He chuckled, throwing his head back, “Oh the feeling is mutual.  I may not have been able to kill you, but that doesn’t mean that I want to be around you.”

“Good.” she snapped.

“Good.” he mimicked.

“We have to work as a team above, but don’t think that means anything.  You and I,” she gestured between the two of them, “We will never be friends.”

“You’re right,” he shrugged, “We’ll be frenemies with benefits” he winked, his tongue swiping over his bottom lip.

Her body heating up, she dramaticized a shudder, “In your dreams.”

“Every night.”

“Gross.” she grumbled, not able to look at him without her cheeks turning a deep shade of red.

“Trainees!” Cohen shouted, “You are no longer trainees, you are the indomitable, you are warriors!  It’s time for you to go do what you were born to do.  To protect and lead the world on a path to redemption.”

Ethan froze, his eyebrows pulling together in confusion, “WAIT!” he boomed, his voice almost as commanding as Cohen’s, “We’re going right now?”

Cohen shook his head, snickering, “Of course!  The sooner the better.” his tone dared Ethan to challenge him again.  “So, let us get on it.  You will be called out of the room in groups to be sent up.  Before going up we will equip you with everything you will need from first aid to weapons.  Good luck to you all and we hope to hear from you in the future.”

Ethan shoved his hand through his hair, becoming even more frustrated when M shoved past him to talk to Y/n.  “Why the hell do they think it’s okay to just send us up there right now?  No rest, nothing?  No goodbyes to those who weren’t cleared?  This is insane.” she growled, her anger getting the best of her.

“Stay calm, M.  We can’t go up there angry, especially when we’re being sent somewhere that is full of things that will be foreign to us; things we’ve never encountered.”

M rolled her eyes, crossing her arms over her chest, “Whatever, let’s just get up there soon before I punch Cohen in his beautiful face.”


Y/n was shoved into a small room, still adjusting her belt around her waist.  The belt held all the supplies that she needed but it didn’t weigh her down.  She had shoved a knife in each of her boots, pulled her fingerless fighting gloves over her hands, and made sure every first aid piece was tucked into the thin belt now wrapped around her. She wrapped her arm bands around her both of her arms.  The bands were designed with a strong material that was hard to penetrate and would survive quite a few hits from an attacker as she blocked them.

The only friend of hers in the room with her was Leena, who was adjusting things as well.  Zeke, a lengthy male with little muscle mass walked in and stood next to her.  Zeke may not be the strongest, but no one was smarter than him.  He could build things, identify any object, solve encryptions, anything you asked of him.  Behind him was Finley, who had been not too far behind Y/n throughout their training.  You would think that as one of Y/n’s toughest competition they wouldn’t get along, but Finley was always about respect and teamwork, so they got along well.

Genesis stepped in the room, her hands folded in front of her, “The time has come for you to embark on your journey.  In a minute you will be elevated up to ground level.  Know that you will be unable to return unless we reach out to you.  We have our ways and promise we will keep in contact.  Are you ready?” she asked.

They all responded in unison, “Very well,” she stepped out of the room, “Good luck to you all.”

The doors came to a close, the fading smile of Genesis the last thing they all saw before loud bangs sounded around them.  Out of nowhere, the room shook, causing them all to brace themselves, placing their hands against the walls and grabbing onto each other.

“Holy shit!” Leena shrieked, grabbing onto Y/n’s arm.  “What the hell?”

It was then that the room seemed to be moving upward, the speed picking up with each passing second.  The room became silent as everyone stared at the ceiling, knowing that it had to open at some point.  The room or rather, the elevator, came to an abrupt stop, a loud siren sounding.

They all crouched down, covering their ears as they were huddled low together.  Their eyes all closed as they were blinded by a light that they had never been exposed to.  Being underground they had never experienced the light of the sun; they only had the lights that had been in their walls and ceilings in their community.

Finley was the first one to stand up and look up into the sky, “Oh my god!” she gasped, “Is that the sun?”

Y/n looked in Finley’s direction to see her climbing out of the elevator.  “It’s the sun!” she shouted.  “But, what, what happened?  What is this?”

Y/n, Leena, and Zeke were the next to exit, the rest of those in the elevator following them.  Y/n felt the dirt and sticks in her fingers as she held it in her hands, standing up.  Her fingers dancing, the dirt crumbled through them to the ground and she took a stick between her fingers and snapped it.

Lifting her eyes she expected to see the beauty of the earth that she had been taught about.  She was looking forward to the clear skies, the vibrant plants and flowers, and people scattered around.

But that wasn’t what she saw.

“What happened here?” Zeke asked, shock written all over his face, his hand raking through his dirty blonde hair.

“Is this a forest?” Leena asked, “This is what a forest looks like, right?”

“Yeah,” Y/n muttered in response, stepping forward, “But it looks so tortured, it reeks of destruction.  It looks like it was a battle field.  The trees are tall but they’re not healthy.” she said as she bent down and picked up something, examining it.

“What is that?” Leena asked.

“I don’t know,” Y/n admitted, “Zeke?” she handed it to him.

It didn’t take long for Zeke to register what it is, “It’s an arrow head.  It seems to be handcrafted out of stone.  It’s probably from last year’s class that got-”

“Y/N!  Y/N!  GET DOWN!  EVERYONE GET DOWN!” Selena’s frantic voice screamed at them.  She was running with Ethan and Grayson behind her–M and Talon following in the distance, “GET DOWN NOW!” her voice cracked.

Everyone ducked down but Y/n whose first instinct was to go to Selena.  She started to run toward her friend when Ethan picked up speed and tackled her down.  Right as they hit the ground, arrows started to soar through the air around them, striking trees and the ground.  They ricocheted off of rocks, pierced the dying leaves of the small plants that were attempting to grow.

“WE HAVE TO GET OUT OF HERE!” Selena demanded, army crawling a bit before getting to her feet but not fully standing up, “I saw what’s coming and if we don’t get out of here, we’re not going to live to see tomorrow.  Run!”

Pulling both of them up, Ethan grabbed Y/n’s hand and followed the rest of the group in a dead sprint to an unknown destination.  She looked behind herself just as an arrow flew down and pierced the chest of Armi, a male in her class who was trying to catch up with them.  She screamed, fighting Ethan to go back and help him, but Ethan continued to pull her.

“Y/n, he’s gone.” he growled, “We have to go, so get those feet moving!”

Joining him again in a dead sprint, Y/n fought the urge to cry.  This was not the world they were told about.  They weren’t prepared for this at all.



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Twisted In Lies (D.T) Part 3

Summary: It’s been 6 months, since Y/N and the boys spoken to each other. They’ve all moved on. Y/N even has a boyfriend now. But what happens when Y/N reunites with Ethan and Grayson? Does a reacquainted love occur? Are there more lies? Will more hearts be broken?

Word Count: 4,386

Warings: Smut. Cursing.

A/N: Hope you guys like part 3! Hope you guys are ready for some drama, because it’s coming! Keep an eye out on @sniperdolan blog for part 4! Leave us some feedback & let us know what you guys think! Love you <3

Originally posted by dolanslife

Grayson’s POV

“Gray I shouldn’t have eve-” she tried to speak, but was interrupted by my lips crashing onto hers.

She kissed me back, turning it into a heated make out session.The moment our lips crashed together, that familiar electrical sensation ran throughout my body. I knew it was wrong. We weren’t together. We were both dating other people for Gods sakes! But, I couldn’t help it. She was basically pouring her heart out to me, and I would be lying if I said I didn’t feel the same way. She had an effect over me. An effect no one else does. I couldn’t control myself when I was around Y/N. No matter the consequence, she was always worth it.

As I broke away from the kiss, I looked down at her. She looked vulnerable, sad even. Once our lips departed, she whispered something. Something I knew we shouldn’t do.

“Touch me Gray.” she spoke out, slightly breathless from the kiss.

“What no… I can’t Y/N! It’s not rig-” I spoke, interrupted by her lips crashing against mine once more.

“Gray please! I need you! Once last time, please!’ She pleaded.

She had me wrapped around her finger. Even after all this time, and all of the shit we’ve been through. I was whipped, I couldn’t help it. She was always going to be my true love. I couldn’t resist her. We were meant to be, I still feel that way.  Even if I was with Gabriella and she was with Cameron. I still loved her, and she felt the same.

It was wrong, but never felt so right. Gosh I wonder when I said that before. Oh yeah when I was making love to my twin brother’s girlfriend behind his back. Now here I am saying it again, as I’m about to cheat on my beautiful girlfriend. God damnit Grayson, get your shit together!

I complied to her wishes, and started deepening the kiss. Roaming my hands around her perfect body, causing her to moan out.

“Baby be quiet for me please.” I asked, to which she complied.

I began to place gentle kisses over her neck, leading down her stomach, and nearing the place she needed me most. Placing my lips against the line of her jeans, pulling them down, and beginning my work. As I ate her out, her moans sounded like pure bliss, causing me to moan as well. Savoring every moment of this sacred moment. I knew this was the last time we were going to be intimate, probably ever. I had to cherish it. But, I couldn’t help but feel guilty about cheating on Gabriella. She loved me, she’s never said it. But she does, I can just tell.

“Gray, stop!” Y/N said, causing me to stop in my tracks

“What is everything okay? Did I hurt you?” I asked, genuinely concerned I did something wrong.

“No. Just make love to me, Gray.”  Y/N spoke out, nearly in a whisper. Shit. Seeing her like this made me feel a way, that no one could ever make me feel. I couldn’t explain it. But, whatever it was, it was something special.

Y/N was special.

After processing what was happening, I reached toward my nightstand, grabbing a condom. I positioned myself back on top of Y/N, pinning her to the against the bed placing kisses all over her bare chest. She started to tug at my pajama pants indicating they needed to come off. I was already shirtless since I was planning on going to sleep out on the couch before all of this started.

She helped me remove my pajamas bottoms, and boxers after that, causing my length to spring up against my bare stomach. I than positioned myself against her entrance. Thrusting slowly at first so she could adjust. Damn I forgot how fucking tight she was. Once she started to adjust, I began to thrust into her deeply and passionately. Which was something I hadn’t done in a while. I usually fuck, not “make love”. But damn, it felt good. Going at a slow and deep pace, savoring every last inch of her body. I missed this. Gabriella wasn’t the same. Y/N was meant for me, no one could make me feel the way she does.

“Fuck Grayson!” she moaned out clawing her finger nails into my back.

I didn’t even mind.

“Shit Gray I’m close!” she moaned out once more, causing me to pick up my pace. I was close too. But I had to hold off, this couldn’t end fast. I didn’t want to say goodbye to this for good.

“Gray cum for me” she moaned out, tightening against my length causing me to moan out, loudly. That’s when I lost it. I couldn’t hold on for much longer.

“Fuck! Y/N I love you.” I groaned out as I released myself inside the condom.

I tried to keep going, but the guilt was getting to me. I couldn’t do this. Y/N was drunk, and she’s not thinking straight. I shouldn’t be doing this. I don’t want to take advantage of her. And Gabriella. She been nothing but supportive of me, and cared deeply for me the entire time we’ve been together, how could I do this to her? It was feeling like Playlist Orlando all over again.

What the fuck am I doing right now? What am I thinking?

“Why’d you stop?” Y/N asked confused, as I was pulling myself up.

“We can’t do this again Y/N. We shouldn’t have done this.” I said sitting on the edge of the bed, with a pillow covering my bottom half.

“Grayson we ca-” she was trying to find a way to justify our actions, but I cut her off.

“No Y/N. This isn’t right, and we both know that. We’ve been down this road before, remember? It didn’t work out for anyone.” I said, running my hands through my hair.

“I shouldn’t have came on to you like that… I’m so-” she tried to speak but I cut her off again. This time I was a little bit angry.

“Don’t you get it Y/N! I’ll never know how to say no when it comes to you. I will throw everybody else on this planet aside if it means being near you. You have this effect on me that no girl, no human could ever have. I fucking love you Y/N, and that’s the problem. No matter how perfect I know that we are for each other, we will never be together. It’s like the universe forbids it! I need to move on, and you do to. That’s why I have Gabriella, and you have Cameron. ….. We can’t do this shit anymore. We can’t keep hurting the people that care about us. Gabriella saw you crying at the bar, and you know what she said? She told me to go check on you. She told me to go check on my friend! After knowing all the drama, and history between the two of us, she wanted me to go make sure you were okay! She didn’t even get mad when I told her I was taking you home, and staying here with you to make sure you were okay! What kind of a person does that tell you about her? But yet here I am cheating on my girlfriend with my ex…. you’re not even my fucking ex. More like my damn love affair! Friends don’t do this! I want us to be friends, but we can’t continue to do this.” I finally finished. I felt bad for yelling, but it wasn’t like I was yelling at her in a mean way. I was angry about the situation.

“I’m gonna go use the bathroom, and than crash on the couch.” I whispered, as I walked to the bathroom with the pillow still covering my bottom half.

I walked into the bathroom, and locked the door behind me. I needed to get the condom off remembering that I still had it on. I dropped my pillow and went over to the toilet to remove it. I was wondering why there was nothing in it. I mean I could’ve sworn I came. I pulled off the condom, and that’s when I realized the condom had ripped.


Reader’s POV

Grayson stormed off into the bathroom slamming the door behind him. We just had sex. How did I let this happen? I know I had been drinking, but that’s no excuse. I should’ve just gone home with Cameron, than none of this would’ve happened.

Grayson was right. We couldn’t do this anymore. He has Gabriella, and I have Cameron. We needed to move on. Move on and learn how to be friends, like we used to be.

As I was putting my clothes back on I could her Grayson in the bathroom shouting out curse words. I walked over to the bathroom to see if Grayson was okay, but as soon as I reached the door I head a bang on the wall, followed by the f bomb from Grayson. I’m pretty sure he just punched the bathroom wall.

I decided to just grab my purse, and leave. He was angry, and probably feeling really guilty for cheating on Gabriella. I don’t blame him. I felt guilty too. The situation was already fucked up as it is, so I didn’t want to push it. We both fucked up. As I walked out of the apartment, I used my phone to order an Uber since Ethan and Grayson brought me here. Ethan wasn’t back yet, and I damn sure wasn’t about to call Cameron and tell him to come get me. He doesn’t even know I left the party, let alone with Grayson. I waited about 10 mins in the apartment lobby, before my Uber arrived. Hopefully Cameron will be asleep by the time I get home. Because I have no idea how I’m going to explain this. Maybe I don’t have to. Maybe I can just bury this, and never bring it up. As long as Grayson and I never do anything like this again, than we’ll be good. Right?

Grayson’s POV

* * time skip - 3 weeks later * *

It’s been 3 weeks since I’ve seen or talked to Y/N. It’s been 3 weeks since we had sex. Everything else was normal to say the least. I still haven’t said anything to Y/N about how the condom broke. I mean I don’t think its that big of a deal anyway. She’s on birth control so I mean nothing to worry about.  

I haven’t told Gabriella anything about Y/N and I. I mean I know it’s wrong that I cheated, and of course I don’t want to lie to her. I just didn’t want to hurt her. It was a mistake, and it’ll never happen again. I mean yes I still love Y/N, but I’m dating Gabriella. If I want a future with her I’m going to have to make sure none of this happens again. Y/N is dating Cameron, and I’m dating Gabriella, that’s exactly how it’s going to stay.

Ethan invited Lena and Y/N over to the warehouse today to film a video. We were filming a girls vs boys challenge. Gabriella was coming over after she got out of class so she wouldn’t be here till after we film. I’m pretty sure things are going to be a little awkward between Y/N and I, but I didn’t Ethan or Lena to sense anything weird going on so I figured I’d text her and just ask her to just play it cool.

Grayson: Hey. I know we haven’t talk since it happened, but I didn’t want things to be awkward between us. I still want us to be friends. Plus I don’t want Ethan or Lena to think anything weird is going on between us.

Y/N: Lena already knows. But yeah I get you, don’t worry. I guess I’ll see you soon friend :)

She told Lena? I mean I know that’s her best friend, but I didn’t think she would tell her. I mean I thought about telling Ethan but I didn’t want to hear him go on about it to be honest.

“Yo Gray! They’re pulling up. Can you let the garage door up?” Ethan shouted from the camera room. He was setting up the cameras for the video.

“Yeah, I got it!” I shouted back, as I pressed the garage button.

The garage open, and in came Lena, and Y/N.

“What’s up.” I said to Lena, as I pulled her in for a hug. I wanted to ask her to not say anything to Ethan about the situation since she was the only other person that knew about it, but it was like as if she already knew what I was thinking.

‘Don’t worry. Your secret is safe with me.” she said as she pretend to zip her lips, and tossing back the invisible key. We exchanged laughs, and she went to go find Ethan.

I walked over to say hi to Y/N, who was sitting on the gymnastic mat on her phone.

“You texting Cameron?” I asked, casually.

“Yeah, he says to tell you guys hey.” she said, putting her phone away, and pulling her hood over her head.

Cameron was in New York doing another photo shoot for Calvin Klein. Things between her and Cameron were good. I saw a few pictures of them on Twitter. They were on a date or something before he left to New York. He also called Ethan and I to apologize for the little scene that happened at the party. I’m glad they were on good terms.

I couldn’t help just notice Y/N seemed a little off today. She didn’t look like her usual self. She didn’t have any make up on, her hair was up in a messy bun. She had on leggings, and one Cameron’s hoodie. Cute. She was also looking very pale for some reason.

“Hey are you okay?” I asked sitting down next to her.

“Yeah. I think I have a stomach virus or something.” she said, taking a drink from her water bottle.

“She’s been throwing up for the past 2 days. Every time I try to make her eat, she’ll throw up. The food barely touches her mouth, and she runs off into the bathroom. She literally woke up at 5 am this morning and barley made it to the toilet.” Lena said coming out from the camera room with Ethan.

That’s weird.

“Whats wrong?” Ethan asked.

“God, I swear if one more person ask me that question! I don’t know. I think I have like a stomach virus or something. And before any of you say anything, no I am not going to the doctor. We know how I feel about the doctors.” Y/N said, causing us all to put our hands up in defense.

* * * *

The vibe wasn’t as awkward as I thought it would be. Everything seemed pretty normal, even with Y/N and I. I mean you can tell she wasn’t 100% there because she was feeling sick, but she still managed to crack a few jokes here and there. We were in the middle of a filming our video, and Y/N has gone to the bathroom 3 times already. I mean Ethan and I had food poisoning before but it was never that bad. We decided to take a break, and eat some pizza before we filmed the last challenge. Everyone was eating except for Y/N. Which was kind of odd, since pizza was also her favorite. And I don’t ever I’ve ever seen her turn down pizza before. Even when she was mad, at Ethan or me, she’d still eat. I grabbed a slice and walked over to her.

“You need to eat.” I said, setting the pizza down in front of her.

Within seconds of me putting the pizza down, she got up and ran to the bathroom, slamming the door shut.

“There she goes again.” Lena said, getting up to go check on her friend.

My mind started to wonder, but there was no way it could be that. I quickly pulled out my phone, and went to Google. I searched up pregnancy symptoms, and how long it takes to be able to detect that you’re pregnant. The symptoms were morning sickness, and fatigue, nauseousness, or lost of appetite. Pretty much everything that was happening to Y/N right now. It also said that you can start getting early pregnancy symptoms 2 weeks after unprotected sex, and it’s been 3 weeks since that happened. I mean we had protected sex, but the condom ripped. And I’m pretty damn positive she’s on birth control so why am I even thinking about this? I need to talk to her.

I saw Lena come out of the bathroom, so I went over there. I knocked on the door, but she didn’t answer instead she opened it. I guess she was expecting Lena by her reaction.

“Do you want to see me throw up?” she asked stepping out of the doorway. I walked inside, and closed the door behind me.

“I was clearly joking!” she said, not expecting me to come inside.

“Can I ask you a question?” I asked standing in front of the bathroom door.

“Um yeah.” she said sounding confused.

“Are you on birth control?” I asked bluntly.

“Uh no. I’ve been off of it for a few months now.” she answered.


There’s no fucking way this is happening. I need to tell her about how the condom broke.

“Why did you get off of it?” I asked freaking out a little bit.

“Cameron and I barely have sex, and when we do we use condoms… Wait why are you even asking me this?” she asked looking at me weirdly through the reflection of the mirror.

“Because the condom ripped!” I shouted but at a whisper, making sure Ethan wouldn’t hear.

“Wha-What are you …. What are you talking about?” her voice became shaky, as she turned around to face me.

“That night after we did it, I went to the bathroom to take the condom off. I thought it was weird how there was nothing in the condom, and when I pulled it off, there was a rip in it.” I said. Y/N was starring at me like a deer in headlights.

“Did you … Like you know nut?” she asked, combing her fingers through her hair.

“Yeah I did.” I replied, letting out a deep sigh, rubbing the back of my neck.

“Okay well I mean, I doubt I’m pregnant. I mean my peri-” she paused, and had this horrified look on her face as she checked her phone.

“Fuck!” she said, bringing her hands to her face.

“What?” I asked nervously. I was afraid of what was about to come out of her mouth, although I already had a feeling. But I was hoping it was going to be something else.

“I’m 4 days late…” her voice was at a whisper. She looked up at me, and I can tell she wanted to cry but she held it back.

“I- I mean just because I’m late doesn’t mean I’m p-pregnant. Its normal to be late.” she said trying to sound calm about everything, but this is seriously nothing to be calm about.

“Can you just go buy one of those stick things and pee on it to make sure?” I asked.

She stayed quite for a moment, but she nodded. We decided to head out to the store right now, and get it before Gabriella got her. We told Ethan and Lena we were going to pick some medicine for Y/N, so she can feel better that way we can finish filming. Ethan seemed to have bought it, but I saw Lena giving us a what the fuck are you guys up to look.

We got into my Bronco, and I drove down to the nearest Walgreen’s. I parked out front so Y/N can get in and get out quickly. I tried to give her my card, so that she didn’t have to pay for it, but she refused to take it. Shortly after she went into the store, I got a call from Gabriella.

“Hey babe.” I said into the phone.

“Hey, I’m at the warehouse. Where are you?” she asked.

“Y/N didn’t feel good so I took her to get some medicine.” I lied to my girlfriend.

“Is she okay?” she asked, sounding concerned.

“Yeah she has a stomach virus or something, but she’s okay. I gotta go, I’ll see you soon babe.” I said before hanging up the phone.

Y/N came back to the car with a bag in her hand. The car ride was quite as we headed back to the warehouse. I can only imagine what was going through her head right now. I mean I know I was freaking out, but she was the one that had a living baby growing inside so I can only begin to imagine how that even feels. As we pulled up to the warehouse, she shoved the test in her purse, and waiting for the garage to open up so we can go inside.

I walked up to Gabrielle who was sitting on the couch, and gave her a kiss on the cheek. We needed to finish filming the last part of the video, but as we were getting ready to do so, Y/N was heading towards the door.

“Where are you going?” Lena asked.

“I don’t feel really good, so I’m gonna head home, and try to sleep this off.” she said, holding tightly onto her purse and shooting me a look. I knew what that meant. She was going to go home to take those test.

“It was good seeing you Gabriella.” she said, as she headed out the door, with Lena following behind her walking her out.

Once Lena came back inside, I sent Y/N a quick text.

Grayson: Please let me know what happens. I’ll be here every step of the way.

Y/N: Ok…

Reader’s POV

I got back to my apartment, and as soon as I walked inside I felt myself needing to throw up. I ran into the bathroom, and stuck my head into the toilet bowl. The toilet bowl, seems to be my best friend these last few days.

Still sitting on the bathroom floor. I pulled out my phone, and started to look up pregnancy symptoms. I mean okay I’ve been getting all the symptoms the past few days but that doesn’t mean anything. I still don’t think I’m pregnant, but I mean I guess it doesn’t hurt to be sure right? I took the test out of the packaging, and read the instructions. It says I have to pee on the end of the stick, and wait 3 minutes for the results. 1 line means I wasn’t pregnant, and 2 lines meant I was. Here goes I guess. I set the stick on the sink counter and set my alarm to 3 minutes. I washed my hands, and start back on the bathroom floor, and waited. As I was waiting a billion things were going through my mind.

What if I was pregnant?

How would I explain this to Cameron? Or my parents? I mean I’m only 21. How would I be a mom and still try to focus on my career?

The timer on my phone went off letting me know that the 3 minutes was up. I was nervous look. Whatever was on this stick could change literally everything. I could feel my heart pounding through my chest as I picked up the test.

There was no way. I grabbed the second stick out of the box, and repeat the steps I just did. I set my timer for another 3 minutes, and waited for it to go off.

I starred at back and forth at both test. I felt my body freeze, and my vision became blurry from the tears that were forming.

2 lines. 2 lines meant positive. 2 lines meant I was pregnant.

I’m pregnant.

iheartgrayson  asked:

heyaaa. a request for ya. an imagine where you welcome your baby girl at the age of 18??

Young // Grayson Dolan Imagine 


Hope you like it! 


Never in your life did you imagine becoming a teen mom. You had everything planned. First you would graduate from high school, go off to college, get engaged, get married, and then have kids.

That was the way it was supposed to be. The way you had it planned since you were 6. Never did you think you would have a baby girl at the age of 18 with your boyfriend, Grayson. Yet that was the way things happened.

Cradling you whiny baby you softly rocked her trying to get her to go back to sleep. You finished giving her a bottle and she still wouldn’t fall asleep. Grayson was at Ethan’s apartment filming a video for next week. You stayed home with your two month old baby, Madeline.

Resting her on her rocker you put it on gentle hoping it would help her fall asleep easier. Sitting down on the floor next to her, you grabbed your AP Literature book and started reading your assignment. Before you knew it you fell asleep on the floor and forgot all about your school work.

“Babe….babe wake up,” you heard a soft voice. Picking your head up drowsily off your book you grimaced as you pulled the paper off your face.

“Gosh how long have I been sleeping for?” You asked him tiredly while turning your attention to your sleeping baby. Smiling at her you lightly put your hand on her foot careful not to wake her up.

“I don’t know, I just got back from filming with Ethan. She really does tire us out doesn’t she,” Grayson chuckled while sitting down next to you on the floor.

“Yes she does. I think she took after you in being active every minute of the day and night,’ you teased. Grayson wrapped his arms around your waist and pulled you onto his waist. Pressing a soft peck on his lips you leaned into his body and looked back at the small creation that the two of you made.

“Can you believe we made her?” He asked you while staring at his little girl in pure awe.

“She looks so much like you. Look at those little eyebrows she has, her lips, her eyes, and I’m certain she’s going to get your jawline.” You smiled while messing with Grayson’s long fingers.

“Yeah but she has your cute button nose, your smile, she even has your quiet personality, and I know for a fact she’s going to grow up and be just as beautiful as you,” he smiled while pressing a kiss on your cheek.

“Gosh I’m glad she did not get your crazy personality. I can’t imagine having two of you bouncing around all over the place,” you joked. He knew you were joking and laughed while resting his head on your shoulder.

The two of you sat on the floor while watching her sleep. Grayson took a quick picture of her and posted it on his snapchat story. The fans were supportive of your relationship and the fact that you two were teen parents. Yeah it did come with a bit of backlash but the two of you ignored it all. A few of his fans who were also teen mom’s would share their stories with the two of you and give you tips on what were the best cribs and car seats. Telling his fans was the easy part.

The hardest part was having to tell your families. You remember the day so clearly. You both went to tell your family first because you wanted to get that over with before you chickened out. Grayson and you walked in hand in hand. You asked your parents to sit down and they did as told. They looked concerned and even joked about you telling them you were pregnant. The moment they saw your face pale they began to lecture the two of you. They said what any parent would say, “You are two young”, “What were you guys thinking?”, “Gosh this is the most reckless thing you two could have ever done!”, and well the list went on and on. You cried a lot that day and felt like a disgrace to your family. Your dad ended up kicking you out of the house but your mom begged him to let you stay. Grayson and you ended up renting a two bedroom apartment after that. You told your mom you were going to move out because you weren’t really wanted there.

Telling Grayson’s parents went the same way and this time the both of you cried. Grayson’s mom was really pissed and you both understood where she was coming from. It took them less time to come around and help the two of you. Ethan and Cameron were excited to have a little niece. Yeah, they were a bit disappointed in you two but they knew you two were already going through a lot of shit with your parents. They didn’t want you two to go through this alone and became your support system. Your family on the other hand didn’t come around until Madeline was born.

“What are you thinking about Y/N?” Grayson asked you.

“About how much we’ve been through when we first got pregnant with her. Gosh did our families hate us.” You chuckled sadly.

“Stop thinking about that. We both have proved to them we are capable of raising her on our own.You graduate in two weeks and I have a high paying job. We are proving them wrong and giving our little princess everything she could ever want,” Grayson smiled while putting his finger in her small hand. Watching her grip onto it tightly you smiled and took a picture of it.

“Grayson! Can you please hand me her bottle?” You tiredly yelled while rocking your screaming baby.

“On it!” He yelled from the kitchen. Hearing him rush around you sighed and softly hummed to your baby. Thanking him when he gave you the bottle you gently put the nipple of the bottle in her mouth hoping this would silence her.

Groaning when she would spit out the milk and scream even louder you set the bottle down and sat her up right patting her back. Hearing her burp you winced knowing she spit up on your shirt. You felt relief when she got quiet but soon that was taken away when she started screaming in your ear again.

“Here let me take her,” Grayson spoked while taking her from your arms. “I don’t know how that will help-wow.” You sighed in relief when she got quiet.

“I guess all she wanted was her daddy. Am I right little princess. Goodness do you give us a hard time at night. Yes you do, yes you do,” he spoke in his baby voice making you smile.

Getting up from the chair you walked up to Grayson and you baby. Wrapping your arms around Grayson’s waist you got on your tip-toes and pressed a soft kiss onto his lips.

“I love you so much Grayson Dolan,” you whispered before pressing another kiss onto his lips.

“I love you too Y/FN Y/L/N and I love you Madeline Dolan.” He cooed making you smile.

“I can’t wait to give her a little sibling,” you whispered while lightly rubbing her small tummy making her look over at you.

“You want more kids?” Grayson asked sounding a bit surprised.

“Yeah, but not anytime soon. I want to wait for a while before we try to have another kid. Especially with knowing we could have twins next time. I just want us to be extremely cautious for a while. Who knows maybe in five years we can have another little one,” you smiled while looking up at him.

“First you are going to graduate, do online Uni, then I’m going to make you my wife and then we can have another little bundle of joy. You can have the little game plan you wanted to have but just that we have this little bean to keep us a bit busy for a long time.” He said.

Smiling at the thought of him asking you to be his wife and officially becoming Mrs. Y/N Dolan made you extremely happy.

“I’d really love that,” you whispered while looking up at him. Soon a foul smell filled the room making Grayson groan and you laugh.

“This little one needs a little diaper change doesn’t she!” You cooed while picking her up from Grayson’s arms.

This was your life now and you loved it.

It’s about damn time.

I was sitting on the couch with Kian & JC. I’ve known them for about four years now & they are my best friends. I’ve had feelings for Kian for probably two of those years. I can’t tell him though because I can’t risk ruining our friendship. JC knows because JC sees me when Kian flirts with every girl he come across. He sees my face when Kian tells interviewers that I’m his best friend, just, his best friend. This particular Saturday we were getting ready for the teen choice awards. The boys invited me to go with them, and I wanted to support Kian, so I agreed.

We were walking the carpet & I was hanging back as the boys were doing interviews. “So Kian, Anything you want to tell us? We saw a gorgeous girl taking pictures with you on the carpet.” The interviewer smiles back at me. “Oh that’s just y/n, she’s our best friend. We aren’t dating or anything! She’s basically my little sister.” My face turned white. He always answers like that. Just ignore it. He’s your best friend at least, at least you still have him. Jc shot me a sympathetic look and as soon as they were away from the interviewer he pulled me into a hug. “I’m sorry y/n. I don’t know why he’s being so stupid. He’s told me before that he likes you.” I nodded and forced a smile. He put his arm around me and walked the rest of the carpet with me. A couple other interviewers asked if me and Kian were dating and I just smiled and shook my head no. “Oh I just thought, you guys are always together and both so attractive.” One replied. I shrugged “nope. Just friends.” and forced a smile as JC pulled me away. As we turned around I saw Kian posing with some of his costars from guilty party. He was laughing with one of the girls and posed for a picture by kissing her cheek. “JC I can’t do this. I have to leave.” I struggled to get the words out, but he nodded. He always understands.

I ordered an Uber and got into the car within three minutes of pressing send. Once back at my house I ripped off the dress Kian had bought and got out a bottle of tequila. I didn’t want to remember all of the questions on the carpet. His arms around whatever her name is. Why doesn’t he just kiss me already. When it’s just me and kian he’s so sweet. He holds my hand and acts like we’re together. He kisses my cheek and cuddles me during movies but the second anyone else is around he just ghosts me. Maybe it’s the tequila but something made me pull out my phone. “Kian, I can’t do this anymore. When it’s just us, I feel like there’s something there & maybe it’s just because we’re alone and you don’t realize that I’m in love with you but I just can’t do this anymore. I’m sorry.” I pressed send and threw my phone across the room.

A month later.

I haven’t heard from Kian since the award show. He never responded to my text and he hasn’t tried to get ahold of me. JC texts me about once a week and asks if I’m okay, but I just ignore him. I’ve gone on a couple dates since the awards show. A couple with Grayson Dolan.
“Hey y/n, wanna go grab some smoothies?” Grays name popped up on my phone. I smiled “absolutely. Pick me up?” “Already on my way. 😊” I smiled and walked into my bathroom to touch up my makeup. I was wearing a pair of jean shorts, one of gray’s T-shirt’s he had left here and my superstars. I grabbed my adidas hat I stole from JC and put it on over my straight hair. Gray texted me to let me know that he was here and I walked out to his car. When I got in he kissed my cheek and we headed off to pink berry. Once we were inside I saw JC and Kian. I tried to hide behind gray but JCs eyes met mine. He shot me a sympathetic look but didn’t tell Kian I was there. It wasn’t until Gray and I were walking back to his car that Kian noticed me. A couple minutes later my phone was buzzing with a text message. From Kian. “That guy? Seriously y/n? After everything these past four years you just walk away?” I rolled my eyes. “Yeah because you fought real hard to make me stay didn’t you kian.” I didn’t even pay attention to whatever he said next and looked up at Gray. “What’s wrong y/n?” I shrugged my shoulders. “Kian and JC were at the smoothie place. We haven’t talked since the TCAs because Kian’s an ass.” “I see. I know it’s not my business but do you still have feelings for him?” Grays eyes searched mine for an answer and I shrugged again. “I don’t know Gray. I don’t want to. You treat me better than he ever did..” happiness flickered in his eyes but he didn’t say anything. When we got to my apartment I saw JC’s car in the parking lot. My heart was racing, Kian has a key.. I grabbed Grayson’s hand and we walked into my apartment. Unsurprisingly I found Kian sitting on my couch. “What do you want kian.” I groaned. “You know what I want y/n.” I rolled my eyes. “Clearly its a little late for that.” Gray looked uncomfortable but he still held my hand.

Kian steppes towards me and I stepped back keeping the same amount of distance between us. “Just go Kian. You’re too late.” “Y/n please..” Kian trailed off. Gray stepped in front of me “I believe she asked you to leave.” Kian growled at Grayson’s protection of me. “What the fuck do you want with her anyways huh? She’s not yours. She’s mine. She will always be mine. You’re just a distraction. Maybe you should be the one to leave.”
“Kian stop.” I hissed. His eyes met mine & they filled with sorrow. “Can we just talk please. I miss you y/n” He said more calmly. Gray looked at me as if to make sure I was okay and I nodded. “I’ll be fine, just give us a minute?” He nodded and kissed me softly. “I’ll go pick us up some food.” I smiled and he walked out to his car.

“What kian.” I asked more annoyed than I had asked the first time.
“You walked away.. I miss you..”
“Kian I may have walked away but you didn’t come after me. I told you how I felt and you said nothing.”
“I didn’t know what to say. I didn’t know how I felt or how to deal with what I felt. I didn’t want to lose you, I don’t know if you’ve noticed but I am terrible at relationships. I didn’t want to date you and then hurt you by doing something stupid.” I rolled my eyes as the words came out of his mouth.

“So pretending that nothing was there around everyone but me was your solution to that? Kian I would have been fine if you had been consistent but you would act like you were my boyfriend when it was just us and then the second anyone else was around you became a huge dick. The way you talked about me to the reporters..” my voice trailed off as I remembered the TCAs. It still hurt to think about. I felt Kian’s arms around me and I started to cry. “Shhhh. Don’t cry baby. I’m here. I’m not leaving this time. I won’t let you walk away from me. This past month has been hell. Not talking to you, or seeing you, and then the first time I do see you you’re with Grayson. Come on y/n you don’t actually have feelings for him do you?” Kian looked down at me searching my eyes for answers.

I pondered for a second thinking about how great Gray was. “I do.” I answered and Kian’s face fell. “But they’re nothing like the feelings I’ve always had for you.” I finished. His eyes lit up. But I decided to be difficult. “But I’m just your little sister. So I don’t know why you’re acting like you care about my feelings now.” I wrestled out of Kian’s grip and sat down on the couch.

“Y/n that’s not what I meant I just, What was I supposed to say huh? We hadn’t talked about our feelings yet and I didn’t want to tell you on national television that I had a crush on you.”
“So you called me your little sister and then walked off and flirted and kissed some other girls cheek… great way to show me you like me.” I rolled my eyes.
“Y/n I fucked up okay? Just please, give me a fair chance…”
“Why. Why shouldn’t I give Grayson a fair chance, huh? He’s been better to me in this last month that you have this last year!” I shouted
“Because I love you!” Kian shouted angrily. “I always fucking have.”
“You love me?” I asked quietly
“Baby how could I not?” He sat down and wrapped his arms around me. “You are everything I could possibly want. You’re smart, adventurous, funny, kind, gorgeous and stubborn as hell. Your laugh is my favorite sound, your smile melts my heart and your eyes make me feel like you see right through me. You’re the only person who sees me for who I actually am.” His hand strokes my cheek as his eyes search mine. I smile and lean my head into his hand.
“I love you too Kian.”

He leans over and kisses me softly. “Please forgive me… please give me a chance, please y/n.” I smile and nod. “Okay. But you have to let me talk to Gray. Alone. I don’t need you to go mental on him.” Kian nods.
“Just come over when you’re done?” He smiles.
“Yeah, we can surprise JC together.” I giggle. He kisses my cheek and heads back to his house.

A couple minutes later Gray comes back in with food. “How’d it go?” He asks nervously.
“Gray I…”
“I know.” He cuts me off. “He’s your best friend y/n. I understand. I want you to be happy.” He smiles at me. I kiss his cheek.
“Gray thank you. For everything honestly. You are amazing and I’m sorry that it didn’t work out.” He smiles at me, “what are you waiting for huh? Go get him.”
“Thank you Gray.”

A half hour later I’m sitting in Kian’s driveway. I pull out my phone and send him a text. “Hey baby, I’m here, come outside?” Kian comes out to my car and pulls me into a hug. “Y/N will you be my girlfriend?” He smiles as he kisses my forehead. “Yes Kian, Of course.” I stand on my tippy toes and kiss his lips gently. It feels so good to finally be able to kiss him whenever I want. “Come on beautiful, let’s go surprise JC.” I giggle and take Kian’s hand as he leads my inside. “Wait here.” He whispers. “Hey JC, I uh need to tell you something.”
“What’s up?” JC asks not looking up from his computer.
“I have a girlfriend.”
JC rolls his eyes. “Dude I don’t know why you’re not just going after y/n. You’re being stupid.”
I giggle. “Hey JC. I missed you.” At the sound of my voice JC stands up and runs over to give me a hug. “It’s about damn time.” He says poking Kian. “Shut up.” Kian laughs.