Drunk and Missing You//G.D
Request: Hey, i love your imagines! Can you do an imagine for Grayson where y/n is in Australia for a week and drunk Gray is calling her cuz he misses her a lot. Thanks <3
a/n: i love this, im so ready to write this. and of course its so late im sorry babe
Warnings: none maybe a little aching in your heart
Boy: Grayson Dolan
Word Count: 505 words
Having to go to a wedding in Australia was a dream come true. You’ve always wanted to go, it was on your bucket list. You could finally cross it off.
Grayson was the only thing missing. He wasn’t able to come since you hardly knew the person getting married. It was someone your mother knew.
You missed him dearly. You had trouble sleeping without him beside you. You were so used to his body heat, his snores, and the protecting grasp his arms held.
The hotel bed was cold, lonely, missing him. The bed felt bigger without your boyfriend sleeping beside you.
Grayson was a mess. He never felt this way about a girl before. You are his everything. When you had told him about this he understood completely, but inside he was screaming, don’t go, please don’t leave me.
You’ve only been gone 3 days out of the seven, and you guys could hardly talk because of the time zones. You were fast asleep when he was just waking up.
He felt the same. He had trouble sleeping without you. He was used to hearing the short quiet breaths that would escape between your lips every so often, he missed your smaller frame up against his chest, legs tangled together. The soft skin of your tummy against his arms. He missed you. Your voice, your kisses, your hugs.
And soon he started to drink to block out the pain of missing you. One drink turned into two….three…four…five…six…seven, if he was feeling it. He throw up, go to bed, and repeat the next day.
He just wanted to let go. To forget you were gone. He knew you’d be home in a few days, but he didn’t want the aching of his heart to go on. He needed to escape.
Today was the worst. He drank more than he should of. It was about 11pm and he watched with blurry eyes as his thumb hovered over your contact name. Call her.
And he did. He waited as the ringing seemed to go on forever. It stopped shortly as a small “hello” came through the phone.
He sighed loudly, tears falling instantly, sobs taking over. He was a mess.
“Gray, babe, calm down, what’s wrong.” Your soft calming voice fills his ears.
“I miss you..” He slurs sadly.
“Are you drunk?’ You ask concerned.
“Yeah.” His voice cracks making your heart shatter.
“I needed to escape, you’re not here and my heart hurts, I just needed to block out the pain. I need you.
Grayson baby, I’m coming home. I’m booking a flight right now.” You state.
“No! I’m fine. Enjoy the rest of the days there.” He says his words laced with sadness. His head screaming I need you, I need you, I need you.
“I’ll be home in 14 hours babe, hold tight, sober up. I love you so fucking much Grayson.”
“I love you so much more baby girl.”
His snores fill your ears as you whisper a quiet “I love you most”.
I listened to Run to You by Lea Michele (its off her new album that coming out soon) this whole time. Probably why it’s a little tear jerking. Also probably my fav imagine written so far. Thanks babes. I hope you enjoyed this one