Dolan Twins Preference #3: Asking to prom
  • Grayson: It seemed like I had everything figured out. Well I was still in high school but I knew what I wanted out of my life. Of course Grayson was apart of that. I couldn’t believe it will be nearly 5 years since we go together. Our love just grows with each passing day. It was hard to explain it but it was just us. He was also my best friend, plus my first everything. I was his first as well, it just deepened our connection. The school year was coming to a closing and we would be graduating. I just fished shopping for my prom dress. I was just waiting for Grayson to ask me to prom, he needed to do it quick though. Prom was just three days away, I started to think he had forgotten about prom. I was running late to school, I finally made it into school. I sighed and made my way to my locker, there was a note on it. ‘Rose for a beautiful queen, may your dreams come true……meet me in the cafeteria at lunch xo Gray’ the note said. I smiled as I grabbed the rose that was left in my locker. I made my way to class but I couldn’t focus on anything besides what Grayson was up too. It was finally lunch time and I made my way to the cafeteria. I sat at the table Grayson and I normally sat at but he was no where in sight. Everything went silent and our song started to play. I couldn’t help but smile, I turned to see where he was at. He got up on the table, reaching for my hand. I grabbed his hand getting on the table with him. He wrapped his arm around me and started to sway us to the music. “What are you doing?” I whispered in his ear. “You will know soon” he smiled. I wrapped my arms around his neck as I swayed with him. The music stopped and everyone started holding up signs. With all the signs it spelled out 'Will you come to prom with me?’ I smiled as I looked at him, I nodded my head. He picked me up spinning me around. I laughed as he placed me down on the table, he got down helping me down. “I was wondering when you was going to ask” I said. “I just had a few things to plan out first” he smirked. He placed his arm around my shoulder as we walked out of the cafeteria. I wrapped my arm around his waist, I never expected him to do this. I guess I finally had my answer.
  • Ethan: Everyday it was something new with Ethan. Even though we were still in high school we did so many crazy things. Ethan always loved going out a night, just to get away from everything. We ran into the building as we were going to be late. “ill see you later” he kissed my cheek before running off. I laughed as I watched him, finally making it to my class. I knew we had a prep rally later but I didn’t know if Ethan was going or not. It was our last period of the day before going to the gym for the prep rally. The bell rung, I made my way to my locker putting my stuff inside. I started to make my way to the gym when Ethan walked behind me. Grabbing my hand as we walked together, I smiled as I looked at him. We finally made it to the gym. We finally found our seats as we waited for it to start. “I didn’t think you would want to come,” I said. “I’m with you so whatever I can do with you, I like” he smiled as he grabbed my hand. “I love you” I kissed his cheek softly. The prep rally started and it was alright, I laid against Ethan for most of it. He got up from his seat and grabbed my hand pulling me up. “What?” I asked. “I have something to ask you” he smiled as he pulled me down from the bleachers. People started bringing out roses as Ethan pulled me to the middle of the floor. They started to come around us, a shape of a heart. Ethan nodded and the lights went out, the crowd had glow in the dark signs. I looked around and smiled as I read the signs. The lights came back on, Ethan was down on one knee with a rose in his hand. “Will you?” he asked. “Yes, ill come to prom with you” I smiled. He got up and hugged me, the crowd went insane. I held onto him as he spun us around. He placed my feet back onto the floor. He grabbed all the roses and handed them to me. I grabbed his shirt and kissed him softly. Now I wondered how we would make prom special.
  • Ethan: Boyfriend? I don’t want to be [N]'s boyfriend.
  • Grayson: Well, what do you want then?
  • Ethan: I don’t know. I just wanna be with her. All the time. I want to hear about her day and to tell her about mine. I want to hold her hand and smell her hair. But I don’t want to be her stupid boyfriend.

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“Baby, can we talk?” Grayson asked as he rolled over in bed. I nodded as I laid my phone on the nightstand before I looked at him. Really looked, and I didn’t like what I saw. Deep bags hung under his eyes, wrinkles engraved on his forehead, a harsh five o’clock shadow adorned his jaw and chin, and his body seemed to sag in place as he sat up in bed.

I quickly followed his position, sitting shoulder to shoulder, before I turned and took his hand in mine. “Anything, Gray. What’s goin’ on in that pretty head of yours?” I asked, rubbing my thumb up and down his knuckles.

A sight came before me I didn’t know I never wanted to see, Grayson started crying. And I mean full, body heaving sobs. I wove my arms around his shoulders as I crawled into his lap, keeping his head by my chest so he could hear my heart beat for him, only for him.

“Gray?” I whispered before I pushed him back slightly and ran my thumbs across his blunt cheekbones. His dark lashes tangled with the salty tears as he lurched forward, head digging into my chest, as he tried to bury his sobs against my bones. And I let him.

My fingers pushed through his chocolate locks before I kissed his forehead. “Speak when you’re ready, Gray. No rush.” I said softly and he nodded before he sighed.

“Y/N, I think we should break up.” His first words since he broke down in my arms made me freeze. My blood felt icy in my veins as I looked at him, his face showing no hint of a joke. I moved back a bit and dropped my arms at my sides.

“You what?” I whispered and his eyes met mine. His knuckles dug into his eye sockets as he scrubbed them vigorously, trying to remove the tears.

“I said I think we should break up. Not because of you, but because of me.” Graysons said, his voice coming out raspy and scratchy. Usually that would drive me crazy, but this time my heart felt numb. I scoffed before I moved off his lap. “That sounded so bad, Y/N! But I mean it. It’s all me. I’m such a fuck up.” My head turned at that and I quickly shook my head.

“Don’t you dare talk like that, Grayson Bailey. You don’t ever speak about yourself like that .” I pointed my finger at him and I paused before I moved towards him. “You don’t get to do that to me, to hurt me like that, when you need me. You cannot push me away.” I said softly and I took his hands in mine.

“See? You do shit like this for me when I’m being such an ass! You should get out while you can.” He said softly, his chin dropping to his chest.

“If I wanted out Grayson, I would’ve left on my own accord. You don’t get to decide for me when I’ve had enough of our relationship. And I hate to break it to you,” he looked up and raised his brow before I smiled, “I’m really in love with you, and I’m not going anywhere.”

Moonlight. (1) Unwanted Feelings.

warning: before reading this book you must understand it is fictional, and the twins are both werewolves and have animal like personalities. also this is a Grayson x reader x ethan story :)

prologue 

Why was she doing this? She would tell anyone that she didn’t believe the story of the Devil that haunted the woods but couldn’t help but feel her heart thump against her chest as she peered through the dark branches of thick, dense forest. Once against looking back at her friends stepping forward heavy feet crunching leaves under her. The deal was twenty minutes, she had to talk for twenty minutes and then comes back.

The sounds of chanting and laughing of the cheerful festival had grown quiet, the big fill moon on display providing just the amount of light needed to maneuver the thick brush and trees. All breath is suddenly knocked out of her as she heart the crunching of leaves in the distance with the snapping branches falling all around her a loud unhuman sound, a growl so close she felt the hot breath hitting her, what she saw wasn’t human it stood at least 10 feet in the air on two feet, body covered in fur black red eyes peering as it’s long claws reached for her but was too slow only ripping the skin of her arm as she zoomed in the other direction.

She couldn’t breath, her air ways blocked by the fear that filled her body, swirling deep inside of her stomach sending her whole body into a frenzy. Her feet ran with a blur, she couldn’t make out anything due to how fast she was going, the pitch dark didn’t help either. Finally she fell to a halt not because her body was tired, because at the moment her muscles screamed begging her to get away from the danger. In front of her were more beast, but unlike the one she’s seen,  these were more animal like, wolves to be exact that easily towered her height, beautiful splashes of gray, brown and white filling their thick coats, almost identical. 

The wind’s shift in direction had not only had Ethan’s snout from the water but his breath hitching as the unfamiliar smell fills his snout, the scent seemed to run through his fur filling him with an emotion he hasn’t felt in such a long time. Heat courses through out his body the air filled with a mixture of vanilla and a scent he couldn’t describe filled him with hot desire that seemed like it would never end.

Grayson had managed to finally find the two dinner when he felt his paws go wobbly due to the scent that smelled so heavenly, unlike any other he’d ever witnessed. Grayson couldn’t shake the ache that filled his body, the feeling of rut, and lust consuming him completely. The smell drew him closer and closer until he couldn’t walk anymore due to the buzzing in his head, and aching in his paws.

A feeling that hasn’t been felt in almost a hundred years, the burning and aching, the pain of shifting. Ethan was in his sight now falling against the cold rock as a loud howl left the wolf’s jaw. Grayson felt the realigning of his spine painfully cracking against the thick skin of his wolf.

Ethan felt the exact same amount of numbing pain as he suddenly felt every fur that laid across his body painfully recede from every pore it grew form. A full-blown surge of power rippling through his chest, yellow eyes of a human taking in his brother who was mid transition, skin burning with a painful howl as rolled onto his back. Tanned muscular skin replacing gray fur, the once defined muscles now defined even more in their arms and stomach.

Gray’s hand fell to his chest, air was scarce at the development of new human lungs, eyes darkened at his brother, not in anger, but mostly fear? fear of why after one hundred years the curse was finally broken, why?

“Gray.” Ethan’s voice was hoarse as he failed to support himself on his knee. His body aching with every move. Transition had always been painful and he almost forgot it being stuck inside his wolf for so long, but the memories triggered at his pain remembering just how bad it really was. The vanilla scent hitting his nose once again which was greatly heightened by his animal side, “What is that?”

Both set of yellow eyes darkened at her the glare they shot her filled her with such fear.. but also gave her a tingling feeling throughout her whole body. The twins weren’t sure of who she was but undoubtably knew she was the reason for the heat of want growing deep inside their stomachs, and the fact that they are human, and not running on four paws anymore.

Fear oozed from the pores of her skin which was easy for the twins to smell, watching wolves turn into men had all senses gone, mind not believing what her eyes were showing, it was impossible. The pull Grayson felt to her had him standing wobbly, bones still screaming from the transition at that very moment she ran into the other directions.

Ethan and Grayson’s rumbled with the same protective growl that rippled throughout their throats in protectiveness. Grayson was after her in seconds, knowing what was really in these woods. Ethan wasn’t soon behind pressing his body weight as he shifted his feet to catching up with his brother. It happened all so quickly, the night offered no light for the human as she tripped over the branch against the ground sending her face first into the dirt ground, instantly embraced into the arms of darkness.

“Good going Gray!” Ethan exclaims, as Gray grumples sinking to his knees in front of her, wiping the direct from her face. The smell of fear and the metalic blood that covered her arm had Ethan’s wolf whimper deep inside of him at her pain. Gray’s finger tips burn in ecstasy at the feeling of their touching skin sent his ablaze. 

Both pairs of yellow eyes running down the soft skin of her, she was made just for them. “Do you feel it Gray?”

He was asking a stupid question seeing how Gray was affected just touching her forehead. They both felt the strong feeling of the pull, skin begging to be against hers, the warm feeling that calmed their bodies, and also filled it with an undying need to rut, hormones oozing from their bodies, as Ethan felt himself puff his chest out. “I feel it E.”

She was sent down from the Mood goddess herself, perfectly crafted for their eyes, every crevice of her body meant to be felt by greedy fingers. It was unususal to have two people mated to one person, but Grayson and Ethan were unusual themselves, the only Alpha twin first borns. Rejecting by their people at their peak age of 18, there could only be one Alpha, they must fight for it. Bestfriends since birth they couldn’t hurt one another, the love running deep for each other becomes packless, no longer having a family expect each other. The Moon Goddess controls all wolves and has a plan for all, in this case turning the set of twins into their wild. Werewolves until the day they do met their mate.

Twins were seen as abominations, they weren’t born to werewolves, the mother wolf could only carry one child at at time, the egg split into two cells, with that each part of them held a part that belonged to Y/N, carrying two meant the devil was at work, but the moment their father heard the two heart beats inside his beloved’s stomach he fell in love. Despite how much he loved his children, rules were rules, if you didn’t fight you were killed or rouged. 

“She’s ours.” Gray chokes on the emotion deep inside his chest as he carefully lifts the body too easily over his shoulder. Ethan growls, fangs warning the creeping monster of the dark watching them. The shack was still there, brush over grown around it, small holes scattered the foundation from the years of weathering. Gray opens the door with force, not exactly use to his human form once again, he was soft when dropping her against the soft piles of furs and pillows stitched by his and Ethan’s very fingers, a skill learned from their mother.

“Gray what do we do?” Ethan looks at his brother like in many situations. Gray was the true Alpha, aggression pumped every fiber of his being, as for Ethan he was calmer, didn’t act on his wild. 

“She’s our mate brother… we shall claim her, mark her.” Ethan felt slightly woozy as the smell of her surrounded him making his skin blaze with fire. Both twins eyes meet the creamy skin of her neck, knees shaking, fangs threatening to break through gums to mark the unclaimed skin of her neck. The facial features of her face welcoming them as she  laid there, so perfect, made just for them. Ethan’s stomach clenched at the thought of the peaceful moment leaving.. knowing when she woke up it would be full chaos. 

Short but i wanted to post chapter 1 :) im also doing tags if you would like to be tagged!

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Just Forget The World (E.D.) Pt.14

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Summary: Stella’s world changed the moment she met Ethan on a beach in Australia, but she’ll never know just how much. Life became more vibrant and to say the least, entertaining. But, with the dramatic and fun loving boy came frustrations and complications. Can they be overcome or will the rare turbulent waves finally drag them down?

Word Count: 3,858


I don’t know how long I sat on my knees there on the floor. All I know is they were aching in a way that I’ve never felt. My mind raced in circles. How had H.T. gotten those photos? I was so positive that they were all gone. Each photo was a reminder of dark times in my past that I’d spent the last few years leaving behind, but they were still things I didn’t want people to know.

The photos were the easy part, the stories that followed them were what I feared the most. If H.T. could get their hands on those, there was no doubt in my mind that they could know the stories. So then was H.T. a person I knew from my past? What would I do if anything else came out? As it was now, I wasn’t sure Ethan was going to look past the photos. If he knew the stories that correlated, he’d wipe his hands of me.

Maybe that was for the best…

My thoughts were broken by the loud knocking on my door. When I finally snapped out of it, I noticed the sun was low on the horizon, casting a fire orange ray across the sky and beginning to lite the clouds a vibrant pink.

I got to my feet slowly and made my way to the door.

“STELLA!” the familiar voice called to me like a siren song.

When I opened the door and saw the face looking back at me, I trembled and fell into them. The small frame in front of me held me close, feeding courage into my bones.

“Shhh. Stella, it’s ok.” Liza tried to sooth my convulsing body as it shook in her arms. 

“Liza, I don’t know what to do. I though I’d buried my past. I didn’t want anyone to know I was that person. I didn’t want people…” I paused as I sucked in a breath of air and continued, “…I didn’t want Ethan to know the things I’ve done.” I pulled back from her as she shut the front door and moved us into the living room, pulling me onto the couch next to her.

“It can’t honestly be that bad.” she tried to calm me.

I wiped my face and took a deep breath, my hands still covering my face as I spoke softly to her, “It’s worse Liz.” When I finally looked up to meet her gaze, the look on her face was skeptical. 

I hadn’t spoken about what happened in years. I had been doing my best to move on and live my life in a way that would never bring me down that old path again. I carried so much shame about what had happened and I didn’t realize how much of it effected my life. It was time for me to talk about it and I knew I could trust Liza with my past.

We spent the next 2 and a half hours talking, mainly it was me telling her every little bit of what had happened and her comforting me. I couldn’t help the tears that fell as I relived a time in my life that I desperately wanted to move past.

Liza sat there holding me for quite some time before she finally spoke softly above my head that was rested on her shoulder. “Stella, it really wasn’t your fault. You know that right? None of what happened is your fault…” she paused taking in a deep breath before continuing, “And anyone who knows you will know the truth about who you are. You are an amazing person with so much love. Every saint has a past and every sinner has a future.”

We sat quietly as I took in her words, Liza never letting go of me. She had become my best friend and that was something I didn’t know I’d needed until now. I’d always felt more comfortable around guys because I had all older brothers. But I hadn’t had a girl friend to talk to and confide in for so many years. Liza was a breath of fresh air. It was as if I’d spent so many years walking around in a crowded smoggy city and for the first time in what felt like forever, I was in an open meadow in the middle of spring. Now don’t get me wrong, I loved having Gray to talk to, but this was different. Plus, I’d gone so long without talking to him now, which felt so abnormal…like I was missing a limb.

“You need to get away for awhile. What are you doing for the next two weeks, starting tomorrow?” Liza pulled me back from her and looked at my undoubtedly blotchy face, pushing a rouge strand of hair from my face.

“I don’t have any plans. Maybe figure out how to handle this situation…” as if I hit a wall, the thought of Ethan came to mind. “Ethan is never going to talk to me again.” My eyes grew wide at the thought. Just when I had gotten to the point of recovery, here we were again.

“Stella, look at me.” I did as I was told and slowly brought my gaze to hers. “Wether he wants to admit it or not, that boy loves you, everyone can see it. This will not make him walk away. And when you feel comfortable telling him your truth, he’ll support you and understand and he will love you no less.” My body warmed a little at her words, she was right. If Ethan cared about me, this wouldn’t stand in our way. It may hurt him to see those photos, but that was my past and I wanted him to be my future. I was only worried about what he would think of me when he’d finally find out what I’d been trying so hard to hide about my past.

Liza’s hand quickly grabbed mine as she hopped happily on the couch next to me, her idea getting the best of her. “You know I’m doing this cross country road trip for my channel right?” I nodded at her words. “What better way of getting you out of your head and off the radar than to come with me!” Liza spoke excitedly. “It’ll be so much fun! You can take a break from Social Media and we can see new places, try new things! …but not like that, I like you but you know…David.” I laughed at her words as her face got serious in her last sentence.

“I don’t know Liza. That sounds like fun. But what about my blog?” I worried.

“It’ll still be there. Have one of the people that work for you take it over. It’s only two weeks. Then you can do a whole piece about the trip…Better yet! You can vlog it all and do that for a series of posts!” I couldn’t help but be consumed by the light radiating from her. She was so excited and so persuasive.

“What, are you trying to turn me into a YouTuber too? I’ve got enough of those in my life.” I laughed at her.

“It’s all a part of my master plan.” Liza spoke mischievously as she rubbed her hands together. “Come on Stella, it’s going to be so much fun! And it will be really good for you!” She begged.

My mind was already made up long before she began begging. “Okay, lets do this!”


*Ethan POV*

“Ethan!” I could hear Grayson, his voice echoed down the hall and woke me from my thoughts.

“What do you want!?” I was annoyed with him after he took my Jeep and put a dent in the side of it.

I reluctantly got up from the comfort of my bed and slowly walked down the hall to his room, my black socks shuffling my body. Gray was sat at his computer editing our next video. I fell onto his bed and grunted as my head hit the fabric beneath me.

“Did you really go out to eat with Hannah yesterday?”

“Yeah. She’s in town and hit me up for lunch. Is that a problem?” I answered, not bothering to lift my head to look at him, my annoyance growing. What was the problem? And why did he care? I didn’t want anything from Hannah anymore. I knew who I wanted to be with, that was all that mattered to me.

“Dude! You’re so stupid! Do you have any idea how that probably looked to Stella? I thought you were trying to get her back? What’s your problem?” Gray said agitated with me.

I couldn’t help myself as I sat up quickly, “Don’t call me stupid! I brought Stella flowers and told her that I wanted to be with her. She never called me. Hannah hit me up and asked if I wanted to get food. I was hungry, I wasn’t going to say no. We’re friends. That’s all that matters. Stella knows how I feel, okay? When she’s ready, she’ll reach out to me. But I can’t sit around and wait for that day. I did that already…for like a month! Remember? I spent every day inside playing FortNite…you hated it…remember yet?” I couldn’t help the annoyance in my voice as I spoke.

“I’m going to tell you right now bro, the Hannah situation is trouble. But I know you, you’re going to do what you want. Personally, I think you should drop her, she isn’t that great anyway. There’s just something about her that I don’t trust.” He paused and looked at me. I could tell by the look on his face that there was something more he wanted to say and I could tell he wasn’t happy about it. “What else do you want to say Gray?” I asked, arms crossed.

“Have you seen what that DolanExposed twitter posted yesterday?” He spoke softly.

I didn’t look at twitter after seeing Stella’s post that she had gotten the flowers. I looked at that tweet over and over waiting to hear from her. But she never hit me up. Then I went to meet up with Hannah. But after that, I didn’t open the app again. I just hung around the house with Gray, hoping that Stella would call.

Gray got up from his seat and moved over to the bed next to me and handed me his phone, “I think you should see this.”

I didn’t know what he was talking about or what to expect as I took the phone from his hand and looked up at him. His eyes were saying so much and given the fact that we spent our whole lives communicating in this way, I knew what he was thinking, ‘Take a deep breath and don’t freak out. You don’t know the whole story’.

I looked down at the phone in my hand and began looking through the posts. Each post showed a different photo. I could easily make out Stella in each one, but the person I saw was different to the person I thought I knew. The photos of her partying were ruff to see, but it was the photos of her making out with different guys that really hurt. I could tell these weren’t new, she looked younger and thinner, but not in a healthy way. She looked lost. 

The pain in my chest hit me out of nowhere as I studied each one. I hurt for her, for this lost person in each photo. What had happened that got her to that point I wondered. The photos of her with other guys made me sick to my stomach and I quickly put the phone down in my lap before running my hands down my face and then up into my hair, frustratedly pulling on the ends.

When I looked back down at the phone the last thing I saw was a photo of Hannah and me at lunch. If I didn’t feel defeated before, I sure did now. I knew that us going to eat meant nothing, but this photo looked like something entirely different.

“Shit!” was all that fell from my lips.

Gray sat there quietly staring at the comforter beneath us. I knew he wanted to speak up, but he was doing his best to bite his tongue until I spoke up. This wasn’t normally his tactic, but he knew better than to get me more riled up.

“Fuck!…Shit!…FUCK! Gray, what the fuck!?”

“Yeah…I know. She posted on her blog that she’s going to go off the grid for a bit. That her and Liza are going on a road trip they are going to vlog for the next couple weeks. No way of getting ahold of her. She said one of the editors will be posting temporarily and then she’s going to come back with a series of vlogs.” He paused and I knew there was more. He’d spoken to her, I could see it in his eyes.

“What did she say Gray? I know you talked to her.” I couldn’t even look at him, my head was spinning. 

“She said that she is doing better since Liza came over after she saw the posts. She mentioned that it was Liza’s idea to go on this trip and get away. She thinks that if we knew what happened in her past that we wouldn’t want to know her. I don’t think she realizes it, but I can feel it, she’s going to run away from this…from us. Whatever this “H.T.” person knows…I think this is only the beginning.”

His words were hard to hear. The person I cared most about, beside Gray, was being bullied by an anonymous person hiding behind their computer and it pissed me off. I didn’t know what to do with the rage that filled me, but I knew that if I let it grow, it wasn’t going to end well. Who was “H.T.”? What did they know? What was Stella hiding? Could it be something we could get over together? Should I just walk away?

No Ethan! There is no way you can walk away from her and you know it!’ My mind yelled at me and it was right. There was no going back now. I knew that I wanted her in my life and I would do whatever I needed to in order to make that a reality. But could her secret really be that bad?

I got up off the bed quickly and stormed out of the room, hearing Grayson yell after me, “Where are you going E?!”

“Out to the gym. I need to punch something.” I mumbled as I made my way to the place I knew I could let out the aggression that I was feeling.

Every time my fists made contact with the bag, I could feel the pain in my knuckles. I didnt care though, it felt good to get the anger out of me. It cleared my head in a way that I knew wasnt entirely healthy.

In many ways I was thankful to have the support of our fans, I hate calling them that, but it was times like these when I wish I could just live a normal life. I feared that anyone I would ever try to be close to would just end up being attacked. It wasn’t fair for them to be ripped apart because of what I did for a living. I knew that most of the people were supportive and just wanted me to be happy, but it only took a handful to go out of their way to make things hard.

It wasnt fair to Stella that she was having to deal with this just because of our relationship…or lack there of at the moment. Whoever this H.T. person was, they were dragging her past out and making it everyone’s business.

I hit the punching bag harder as the thoughts raged more and more ferociously. The pain in my knuckles now seemed to make my hands numb. Numb like me, numb like my feelings. I found my focus drifting to thoughts that haven’t been too uncommon for me the last few months, why cant I admit my feelings. Not just my feelings for Stella, but for anyone outside of my family. Am I scared of getting hurt? Am I scared of what people will think or say if they knew? Am I afraid of our fans leaving us because of it? I didnt know the answer and I knew that I might never know the answer.

I hadn’t noticed the tears coming from my eyes until I found myself slipping to the floor in front of the bag. What was I going to do? How was I going to fix things? I wanted Stella back, but I wasn’t sure how. I figured that by now if she wanted to be with me, she would, but Grayson kept telling me that she needed time. I know I hurt her, but couldn’t she see that I wanted her and no one else? I mean it’s not like we were dating before and I didn’t sleep with Hannah. I fucked up, I know I did, but it wouldn’t be that big of a deal to move past…right?

Suddenly I thought of the photos of her from before with other guys. Guys that weren’t me. And just like a raging fire that cant be tamed, my jealousy grew. If this was what I was feeling knowing that those guys were people from her past, I cant begin to imagine what she must have felt like seeing me and someone else in the present. It was in this moment of realization that I understood why she was taking her time. I understood why she was scared to trust me.

I needed to speak to her, I needed to see her! But she was gone and maybe that was the best thing for her. At this point I was emotionally and physically exhausted and just wanted to sleep for the next week and in a way thats what ended up happening.

I watched Liza’s Instagram stories, posts, snapchats, videos, just waiting for the moment I could see Stella’s face. Even if it was just for a moment, like when Liza was showing them driving down the interstate somewhere with the convertible top down on the car. Stella was driving and her hair flailed franticly in the wind as she laughed and her smile beamed. My heart filled and broke at the same time. I wanted to be the reason for that smile to be on her face, but instead I was the reason she felt pain. 

I would watch the videos on repeat and spend more time then I should have looking that the photos. There were so many times where I wanted to text Liza to see how my girl was doing, but I knew that it would be better if I didn’t. I’ve never been good at self-control and this situation was taking a toll on me. Gray was doing everything he could to keep me busy and active to keep my thoughts off of what was going on. We spent a lot of time outside at the pool. On occasion we would go to the beach and surf, it’d been so long since we’d done that. One night Bryant came over and we all chilled and watched movies. They were doing their best, but my thoughts were never too far away from her. What was she doing? Was she happy? Was she moving on? Was I enough? Should I let her go? NO! Did I love her? Do I even know what love is? Do I know how to love? Was I broken? Could I be fixed?

My brain never stopped and for the first time in my life I had the hardest time falling asleep. This was unusual for me. I didn’t want to eat, that was the point when Gray started to get concerned. He’d come home one day with my favorite pizza and I couldn’t stomach to look at it.

“E, come on. You can’t keep doing this to yourself. It’s not healthy bro.” Grayson’s voice dripped with concern as he pulled out the dining room chair next to me. He sat down and slung his arm around the back of my chair making himself comfortable.

I didn’t even acknowledge his presence in the chair next to me as I sat in a trance looking out the large windows in the dining room. “Have you seen the things people have been saying about her?” I never looked over at him, “They don’t even know her. It’s been a week Gray. A WEEK!…And they still dig. They still accuse and theorize.” My head fell into my hands as I ranked my fingers deep into my scalp and tugged on the tendrils that grew from it. “It’s all my fault. I need to fix this Gray.” I slowly raised my head to match his gaze.

His hand fell onto my shoulder before he pulled me close into him, “Okay Bro, how do you want to do it? I’m here for you. Love you man….”

Silence fell around us as I thought of a simple way to express what I was feeling. A way to get my voice out and clear up any speculation. I needed people to hear my voice, hear my words, not just read them on social media. 

And just like that, my idea emerged. I needed to do something I hadn’t done in years. I needed to connect directly with our fandom. I needed them to see what this was doing to me. I didn’t want to bring more attention to something that held no weight, but this was more important to me than anything else that I can remember. This needed to be fixed and prevented for a future.

I looked up at Gray to see him thinking hard…almost too hard. “Live,” was all that I said before the light went off for him, “I need to go live with them. I need to tell everyone whats going on. I need to speak up. At the very least, it’ll help take the heat off Stella. At best, she’ll see it and know what I really want and know how I feel.”

Grayson nodded his head at me slowly, taking in my words and playing out the scenario in his head. “Alright, lets do it…” he paused for a long moment, taking me into his arms and hugging me tightly. Normally I would push him off me playfully, but I needed my brother right now. I was grateful to have him, to have had every moment of my life shared with him, to have him in my corner. When he finally loosened his grip on me and pulled back, he looked directly at me, “…together. Us against the world. Always.”


A/N: WE FINALLY GOT TO HEAR FROM ETHAN! He seems to have been battling his feelings and what is right and wrong. Although his thoughts about some things remain misguided. We finally get to see him battling some of those inner demons of his that seem to be controlling his ability to express himself. 

Stella and Liza have journeyed off on an adventure. Seems like this is something that has been needed for awhile. Not only the trip, but Stella having a friend she can open up to. That being said….WHAT IS STELLA HIDING!? And why is she convinced it’s her fault?? 

What is E going to do on the live stream? And can we just give a slow clap for our boy who is just the strongest foundation through all this,…GRAYSON! You the real MVP. lol.

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GirlOnTheMoon


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AU Meme: Dealing with the Dolan Twins

Imagine being their best friend. That’s what you’d have to put up with. (Honestly I’d not complain) 


haha that is a long one, finally something I’m pretty happy with again :) I hope you guys enjoyed that one! Love to read your comments :) 


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AU Meme: You’re dating Ethan Part 2

Part 1


Yayy! You guys wanted more Imagines with Ethan and I finally got to do something. Hope you enjoy! :) Leave me comments and feedback if you did, I love reading you guys responses so much <3

Raise your hand if you’ve personally been victimized by Grayson Bailey Dolan

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Shared Covers (G.D)

Summary: It becomes habitual for Grayson to climb in with you at night, and both of you are avoiding the elephant in the room, and Ethan’s a bit tired of it all the while.

Warnings: None besides swearing

A/N: Ahhhh my first Grayson fic released! This was actually kind of difficult to write since I’m a die-hard E girl hahaha. Anyway, enjoy !! 

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You were dragged from a near coma when you felt your blanket lift. You groggily opened your eyes, blinking wearily at the vague figure standing over you.

“Grayson?” you guessed, propping yourself up on your elbow. You leaned over and switched your lamp on, staring at him through squinting eyes.

“Hi…” Grayson mumbled above you, shifting between his feet. “Couldn’t sleep.”

“…Do you wanna get in?” you suggested, not seeing what else you could possibly do. A quick glance at the clock told you it was 4 AM, an unreasonable hour to be woken up. However early it was, you couldn’t bring yourself to be even the slightest bit annoyed with your best friend.

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Dolan Twins AU: You’re dating Grayson Part 2 

Part 1


As I promised. I hope you enjoy! :) 


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