tuesday tour

They tease us so much…
“Oh yeah we forgot”
I wonder when they’ll finally tell us what they’re doing? …

Arguments ♡ Grayson


anon:Hey! If your still taking request, can I get one where like they get into a little argument and then he leaves for Hawaii without her knowing and like maybe when he gets back the reader is at the airport or something? Thank you! Btw you have great writing!!

a/n: finally back! i know most people don’t read these, but oh well. i know the timeline dosen’t add up sometimes, but i wrote this before the vidwo came out, sorry! and i loved this so much omg!

If you could take it all back, you would. The argument, the fighting, everything. You just had to get mad over stupid things, which turned into bigger things, and now Grayson was on an Airplane to god knows where, and you were stuck in the apartment, alone. You tried calling him, over and over again, but then realized he wouldn’t pick up until he landed. “God, I’m so stupid” You cried, throwing yourself onto you and grayson’s bed. You tried texting him, but no messages would go through, pissing you off more.

You refreshed his snapchat’s until you finally seen that he landed. You instantly tried calling him-it instantly going to voicemail. “Damnit Gray” You cursed, trying to think of something to do, in order to get ahold of him. You thought of calling his parents, they probably weren’t with him. “Ethan” You shouted, your finger typing faster then your brain could register. “PIck Up, Pick up, Pick up” You softly said, hoping to god he would answer. Finally, he did. “y/n? Hey!” he sounded shocked that you called him, but you instantly questioned him “Ethan, I have no Idea where grayson is. He won’t pick up my calls, or answer my text’s. I’m getting worried” You hoped Ethan knew where he was. “Really? I talked to him about-” Ethan paused, probably to try to find when he talked to Grayson, then returned to the phone “-about 20 minutes ago. It’s weird that he’s not answering your calls. He normally answers yours before mine” He laughed. You took a deep breath. “We got into a fight, Ethan.” You slowly said it, so you could register that’s the reason he wasn’t answering. “You and Gray? Fighting?” He suddenly started laughing, “Listen, Ethan. Can I just come over, and we can try to find him? Together?”  You ask, biting you lip. “Sorry, y/n I’m all the way in Colorado. So unless you wanna come here-” “You’re in Colorado? Where’s gray?” You cut him off, hoping he would answer. “He obviously doesn’t want you to know, sorry y/n” he clarified. “Fine, thanks for all your help” You spat, hanging up the phone.

You instantly went to his snapchat, seeing if he posted anything else, hoping he would post it to keep the fans updated. Sure enough he did. “Hawaii?” You questioned, “Why in the hell would He go to Hawaii?” You asked yourself, replaying the picture over and over, hoping to get a clue.


The next few days you heard rumors that Grayson was with another girl, and you hoped to god it wasn’t true. It had been a few days since he left, and you were suddenly bored. You had barely any friends, and they were all but they were all busy.

          Ethan: All I can tell you is he lands at LAX in about 45 minutes.

                y/n: Thanks so much Ethan. I owe you. Big Time <3

You knew you wanted to go meet Grayson, but you didn’t know if you wanted to get all dressed up. You still didn’t know if he left because of the fight, or if it was for a video or something. You didn’t want to take any chances, so you threw on his favorite pair of jeans, and his favorite top, and was out the door, on your way to the airport. About 10 minutes passed, and you were finally in the parking lot of the LAX Airport. You still weren’t sure if you should go in, not wanting to draw attention to grayson. You thought about it for longer than you thought you would’ve, then finally went into the Airport.

LAX was huge, if his Airplane was across the airport, there was no way you would make it. “Miss? You okay?” You felt someone tap on your shoulder, instantly turning towards them. “Yeah- Yeah” You shook your head, “Where is the Airplane from Hawaii landing?” You asked, hoping it was close. “Um,-” She pulled something out of her pocket, “Terminal 34-A” She smiled, sending you on your way.

You looked around, ‘32-D’ ‘33-A’, then you started to run, watching as the signs flew by, before finally coming to 34-A. You stopped, took a deep breath, then walked to the nearest person you could find. “I-Is this the plane from Hawaii?” You questioned, still trying to catch your breath. “Yes Ma’am. But the last person just exited, sorry.” He smiled, then walked away.

“Fuck” You mumbled, under your breath. You sat down on a nearby chair, pulling out your phone, trying to call Grayson again. No Answer. Groaning, you threw your phone into your jacket pocket, then got up again, trying to find him. “Grayson?” You yelled, not caring if fan’s where in the airport. “Gray” You called again, getting aggravated. “Grayson Dolan?” Someone asked, coming up to your side. Turning around, you seen a girl who looked about 13-give or take a few years. “You were yelling Grayson, I was wondering if it was Grayson Dolan” She repeated, you still standing still. “Yes. Yes, Grayson Dolan, he should be here somewher-” before you could even finish the girl squealed, running off to go find her friends. You slouched your shoulders, knowing you fucked up.

“y/n” you heard a deep voice call, making you turn around. “Grayson” You whispered, jumping on him. You instantly connected your lips, and he spun around. “I missed you so much” He smiled, once you broke the kiss.”I missed you, too baby girl” He smiled, grabbing your hand, and walking out of the Airport.

“So, you’re not mad at me” You questioned, as you loaded his luggage into the trunk. “How could I ever be mad at you, princess? I mean, yeah, sure, I was mad at first, but me and Ethan have been planning this for months. The fan’s are going to love it” He chuckled, closing the trunk, then grabbing your hands. “I love you, y/n. I could never stay mad at you for more then 10 minutes” He laughed, making you laugh too. He gave you a small kiss, before you both went home, him telling you all about the trip on the 15 minute drive home.

“Why are you looking at me like that?”

“Because your beautiful,” he smiled.

Your face lit up, your cheeks warming as you climbed into Ethan’s lap. He wrapped his arms protectively around you, bundling you up under his fluffy hoodie. You curled your legs and placed your head on his chest, while he rested his cheek against your head, his eyes fluttering closed in peace. Your nuzzled into him and breathed in the cool aroma of his cologne.

This was your happy place.

Panic Attacks ♡ Grayson

Anonymous requested: Hi!! Can you write a Grayson imagine he has a really bad panic attack and y/n helps him and it’s really fluffy please!

a/n: this is over 1,000 words, oops. I hope this is how you wanted it!! 


“I’m about to release the girls. You ready, Dolan’s?” one of the security guards said, over the earpieces. “Ready as I’ll ever be” Grayson laughed. “I better go” You smiled, trying to walk away. “Not so fast” Grayson chuckled, grabbing your arm and pulling you back towards him. He towered over you, but you didn’t mind, You thought it was cute. As he kissed you on your forehead, you smiled, hugging him. “Gray, I really should go” You laughed, trying to pull away. “It’s not fair” He mumbled, letting you go. “I know, I know. I still love you, ya big dork” You quickly ran up to him, kissing his lips before running backstage, hiding from all the fans.


You watched, as Grayson and Ethan hugged the fans, joked with them, and took pictures with them. They were both loving it. You heard everything they were saying, even though they thought you couldn’t. About 10 minutes in, one girl intrigued you, “Who was that girl that you were hugging on?” She asked the twins. You automatically seen Grayson start blushing, badly. “What girl” Ethan smiled, trying to cover up for Grayson’s blushing. “The girl. Don’t act stupid with me. I seen Gray kiss her, before they let us in” She rose an eyebrow. “Don’t tell me she’s ‘just a family member’” She scoffed, placing a hand on her hip. “She’s no one. I swear” Gray smiled, trying to hug the girl before her time was up. “Times up” The tall, security guard said, but the girl wasn’t leaving. “Who is she” She pushed, crossing her arms. “I-I-I” Grayson started breathing heavy -you could hear it on the earpiece. “Gray, Gray” You questioned, trying to calm him down, as he was never good in these situations. “Grayson” You yelled, a little louder, eyes glued to the t.v screen.

“I’m not leaving until I know who she is” The girl continued, making Grayson more anxious. Ethan was trying to calm the girl down, telling her you were no one, and that she seen things. All the fans were complaining, screaming. “Grayson Bailey Dolan” You screamed. Everyone winced a little, their hand going up to their ears, but you didn’t care. You just wanted to make sure gray was okay. You seen his hand shaking, slightly, and he was blinking really fast. In a second’s decision, you decided to go out there and help him, not caring what the manager would say. You threw your earpiece down on the ground, and ran out, going to help Grayson. “Grayson” You asked, once you got up to the Twins. “Her! Her! This is the girl I seen kissing Gray” She yelled, so everyone could hear. You put your hand up to his face; he was burning hot. “Gray, don’t do this to me” You cried, trying to get a guard to help you. “Joeseph” You yelled, hoping he could hear you between  all the commotion. “I need you to help me carry him backstage” You yelled, all the fangirls still yelling. Joseph nodded his head, and  carried Grayson’s arms, while you got his legs.

Once you were backstage, you laid him down on the ground, not knowing what to do next. “Call 911” You spat, giving Joseph orders. You removed all his clothes, trying to hurry so he wouldn’t be so hot. “Gray. I’ll be right back.” You whispered, hoping he could hear you. You kissed his forehead, him still burning hot, then went out to see what has happening. The girl was still fighting with Ethan, trying to figure out who you were, and everyone was pissed, just wanting her to leave. You walked up to one of the Guards “Why don’t you just escort her out?” You questioned, eyeing the girl. “She said she’ll sue” He shrugged. You scoffed, and walked up to the girl, Ethan still trying to calm her down. “I got this” You smiled, turning to Ethan, then to the girl “Y/N, don’t-” “I got this, she can’t sue me, I ain’t go nothing for her to take” You turned around, now facing the girl. She scanned you, for a second, before speaking. “You’re the girl. You’re the girl I seen kissing my Grayson” She exclaimed, not backing down. “You’re Grayson? Do you know what you did to him?” You yelled, over all the commotion. “Y/N, Seriously” Ethan pleaded, grabbing your shoulder. “He’s back their, passed out, probably on his way to the Hospital right now, because you had to keep bugging him” You spat, getting angry. “Mrs (Y/L/N), Grayson just got on the Ambulance, we’ve held them, but you need to hurry” Joseph whispered to you. “See? Now the whole show’s cancelled because of you” You spat, eyeing her up and down once more, then walking away with Ethan.

Getting into the Ambulance, you took a deep breath, then ran over to Grayson, laying lifeless on the gurney. “Grayson” You cried, running over to the boy. “Y/N?” He questioned, leaning up a little. “Oh, Gray.” You smiled, hugging him, tightly. “Easy” someone said. You loosened your grip, Sitting on the bed, beside him. “What happened” He asked, again, sitting up more. “Some Girl Kept asking about who y/n was, and you had a Panic attack” Ethan sighed, grabbing his brother’s hand. He looked at you, and then back at Ethan. “I don’t think I need to go to the Hospital” He laughed, looking around


A few hours later, Grayson was fully Okay, and laying in the hospital bed, joking around with Ethan. “-and then she” Grayson stopped to laughed, then was going to continue, but seen you. “y/n” he smiled, reaching his arms out, moting for you to hug him. “Gray” you laughed, walking towards him. He scooted over, patting the side of his bed, wanting you to lay down beside him. “I’ll just-” Ethan awkwardly laughed, leaving the room. “I was so worried” you sighed, snuggling up to him. “I would never leave you, y/n” He smiled.

Meet Again ♡ Grayson

(Part One)

anon requested: Hey boo 😘 can you do one where y/n and G had dated but are now broken up and they end up like competing for the same job with like a production company or smth and they end up getting back together (lol this is kinda specific sorry) much love ❤️

a/n: don’t kill me for the ending!! (even though it’s hella predictable), I’m coming down with something, and I just wanted to post. Their will be a part two, so don’t hate me!!


“Thanks so much, Your first day will be Monday.” You shuffled your papers in your hand, excited you got the job. “I-I got the job?” You questioned, excitement clear in your voice. “Yes, and No. You’ll be competing with another intern for a month, and at the end of the month, we’ll see who’s better” She turned towards you, smiling. “Sounds good, see you Monday” You smiled, shaking her hand. “See you Monday, y/l/n” She smiled, leaving the interview room.

You couldn’t stop smiling, as you walked out of the building. You finally had your first ‘adult’ job, and you were totally going to get it at the end of the month. You pulled out your phone as soon as you got out of the building, and called your parents, to tell them the good news. “Mom?” You questioned, as soon as she answered. “Y/n! Hey, honey! Did you get the job?” She asked. “I did! Well, kinda”. You laughed, getting into your car, putting your parents on speaker. “What? What makes you say that?” Your Mom questioned, as you started the car. You explained everything to her, about how you’ll be competing with another intern -but you would totally win. You talked for what seemed like hours, but was only really about 45 minutes. “Well, I’m home, Mom. I’ll let you go. I love you” You beamed onto the phone, grabbing all your things from your back seat, and walked into the house, still on the phone with your Mom. “Well, I love you, y/n. Tell me how Monday goes”


The weekend came, and went. Before you knew it, It was Monday. The day of your interview. You threw on your best dress, fixed your hair, and threw on your best red lipstick. “You look fine, don’t worry.” Your best friend, y/f/n, sighed, sitting on the edge of your bed, sipping her coffee. “Thanks. I don’t need your opinion, though. I need my Managers” You laughed, fixing out all the wrinkles in the dress. You turned around, looking for your favorite pair of black heels. “Here” y/f/n smiled, handing you the shoes. “What would I do without you” You laughed, slipping them on, then looking in the mirror again. “Stop. You look fine, now go kick ass” She laughed, ushering you out the door.

On your way, you stopped by a near coffee shop- one you used to stop by all the time. You walked in, the familiar scent filling your nose, you breathing deeply, inhaling the scent. You used to come to this coffee shop when you had something big to finish. “One Vanilla bean coffee, please” You smiled, looking around the small little shop.

You remembered coming here when you lived 2 minutes up the street. You spent endless nights, studying, drinking god knows how many cups of coffee, and passing out. “Miss? That’s $2.35” The boy said, trying to get your attention. “Sorry.” You laughed, reaching into your bag to get your purse, “I just, haven’t been here in forever, this place was like my second home” You sighed, handing him the money and taking the Coffee.

Once you were at your internship, you were about 10 minutes early, so you walked around, trying to get a feel of the place before you started. You walked around, looking in the little offices, seeing everyone’s different taste, different likes.

“Miss y/l/n? Mrs. Hanna will see you now” A perky, redheaded girl smiled, smiling at you. “Where is her office?” You questioned. She looked nice, hopefully she would help you. “Oh stars. I forgot it’s your first day” She laughed, shaking her head, rolling back in her seat, getting up to show you where it was. “Go straight down, once you see a huge, glass door, it’s hers. It’s hard to miss” She smiled, going back to her chair, typing away.

You followed her directions, you walked straight, till you seen two glass doors. No one was in the office yet, so you decided to wait a few minutes, not wanting to seem too eager. “You’re new, aren’t you” someone laughed, walking beside you, grabbing some papers from a desk. “Is it really that easy to tell?” You laughed, rolling your eyes. “Yes. It’s that obvious.” He laughed, “don’t worry. Everyone was new at one point” he smiled, setting down the stack of papers, and extending his hand. “Oliver” He smiled, “y/n” you replied, shaking his hand. “Oh, theirs Mrs. Hanna. You better go. Now.” He scurried away, suddenly in a rush.

“Intern, Hi” She rushed, “Where’s the other one?” She questioned, looking around. You forgot their was two interns, “Maybe they didn’t want it as bad as I do, Mrs. Hannah” You smiled, showing your teeth. “Yeah, first rule. No kissing up” She waved a finger at you, as she sat down at her desk.

Seconds later, the door came flying open, revealing an out of breath boy. “I-I’m so sorry, Mrs. Hannah” he said, in between breaths, “My brother,” He shook his head, before continuing “I forgot to get gas, then I couldn’t find my-” “Sit, Mister Dolan” she commanded

Dolan? “This is your competition. Y/n, Grayson, Grayson, Y/n” She said, without looking up from her computer. “Grayson?” You asked, shocked. “You two know each other, I presume?” She questioned, finally looking up from her computer. “Yes. We dated. Briefly” You stated, not glancing at Grayson. “Okay, then.” She laughed, getting up from her chair. “You. Go run my come copies” She pointed at Grayson, then handed him some documents. “3 copies of each paper” “and you,” she trailed off, looking around her room. “Go get me some coffee, from that nice little place up the street. Non-Fat iced vanilla bean coffee” She gave you a few dollars, and you were on your way.


You tried not to run into Grayson, but working with him, it was near impossible. Every time you would see him, you would run in the other direction, pretending not to hear him. Childish, you knew, but you didn’t care.

He finally caught up with you, though. Making copies. Rookie mistake. “Y/n. You’ve been avoiding me, all day” He cried, setting down whatever was in his hands. “Glad you noticed,” Your words were cold, but you didn’t care, he hurt you. “Seriously, y/n? You’re still hung up about 4 years ago?” He scoffed, not believing it.

Had it really been 4 years? 4 years since you hear his laugh, his voice. 4 years since you cuddled. 4 years since you broke up. “Yes, I’m still mad. I have every right to be” You defended yourself, hoping he would just, drop it. “I miss you, Ethan misses you” He cried, changing the subject. “Tell Ethan we can meet up for coffee sometime. Without you”

You turned on your heel, back to Mrs. Hanna’s office, Grayson short on your heel. “Listen. I’m sorry, y/n” He pleaded, jogging a little to keep up with you. “Gray,- Grayson,” You shook your head, calling him by his nickname you called him. “y/n” He smiled, loving that you used his nickname. “Listen. I-” before you knew it, Grayson’s lips were connected to yours, sending shock through your body. Memories came back, from 4 years ago. 

He brought his hands up to your hair, running them through it, just like he used too, you ran your fingers down his back, then up to his neck, resting them on his shoulders. You pulled away, your index finger tracking down his arm, you taking a deep breath. “Gray. I-I can’t” You sighed, looking him in the eyes, then glancing away, quickly. “y/n” He smiled, taking your hand, “I love you, I never stopped, just take me back, I’ll do anything” He pleaded, looking in your eyes.

“I-I” You tore your hands away, still not breaking eye contact with Grayson. “I can’t” you sighed, bringing your lips to his cheek, giving him a small kiss on the cheek, before whispering, “I’m sorry, Gray” You sigh, before walking away.

CHOOSE

Dolan Twins X READER

desc: both twins have unresolved feelings for you

photo creds: pinepizzalove

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Your feet slapped against the burning road as you skipped quickly down to the white sand. You took a seat on the bottom stair reaching the sand, and propped your sore feet up. They were scratched and burnt pink from running to the beach barefoot, but it was worth it. You felt the stair shift slightly on your right as somebody took a seat beside you.

“You hurting?” Grayson asked.

You dragged your eyes up to the rolling aqua waves.

“Mm, but it was worth it.”

“Pfft, just so you could beat me here?” Grayson scoffed.

“Exactly,” you smirked, looking over the pearly foam.

“You get used to it eventually,” he replied.

“Well yeah, but unlike you and Ethan, I’m not a jungle child who spent my childhood years climbing trees and, well, running on hot road,” you smiled.

“By the way, where’s E?” you remembered suddenly.

“Oh,” Grayson cleared his throat, “Uh, he’ll be here in a few.”

You sighed and drew patterns in the sand with your toes, “Kay.”

There was a small gathering on the beach that night, which meant new people and social interaction, and you only agreed to come because your two best friends, Ethan and Grayson, would accompany you. People were just starting to light the bonfire as the golden sun began to sink in the sky.

“Come on,” Grayson smiled and stood to move towards the crowd, “Let’s go.”

He brought himself up and blocked out the sun, his outstretched arm coming into view. You took his hand gratefully, and he easily lifted you straight into his arms.

You knocked against his chest from the force, “Oof.”

Grayson’s laugh rippled through his chest, and you could feel the little vibrations through his tee.

“Sorry, (Y/N),” he snorted.

You shook your head with a smile and took his hand as you made your way over to the bonfire.

The amber flames created a halo of warmth, and at once, people swarmed you and delved deep into conversation. You chatted politely, asking more questions than you answered, and holding onto Gray’s hand all the while. Your friendly conversation was interrupted abruptly when people began pulling from the bonfire and racing into the water.

“Why not?” you decided, flinging your clothes onto the sand and trotting towards the sparkling water in your bikini. You stuck your toe into the sea, slightly discouraged by the cold. You winced a little and started running headfirst into the freezing waves, but you’d barely taken a few steps when someone pushed you face-first into the water. You gasped and pulled yourself up, coughing up salt water, and shaking your soppy hair.

“GRAYSON DOLAN,” you spluttered, too shocked to even turn around.

You could hear him chortling delightfully from behind you.

“I. am. never. forgiving. you.”

“Noo, nooo,” Grayson winged, wrapping his arms snugly around you from behind. You tried to shake him off but his grip on you was too strong.

You blinked a few times, squinting from the sunlight, “You think you’re so funny.”

Grayson rested his cheek against yours, “Yeah actually, I do,” he grinned happily into your skin.

You wriggled and squirmed until you’d free yourself, and spun around to face Gray. His bronze skin glowed in the sun, his rippled chest covered in crystal water droplets, his smile irresistible.

“Ethan,” you stated.

“Um, wrong twin?” Grayson said, taken aback.

“No,” you smiled, “Ethan’s here!”

Grayson spun around, looking out to his brother. Ethan walked down the sand, his jaw set in annoyance. He looked at you, taking in a breath before signaling his head towards Grayson.

“Be right back,” Grayson said quietly and heading back.

You raised an eyebrow at Ethan, who flashed you a cheeky smile before promptly stripping down.

Ok, that didn’t answer any questions.

Grayson emerged from the water, and began speaking to his brother. Ethan said something while gesturing towards you, but noticing you were looking, turned away. Grayson shook his head and restlessly ran a hand through his hair. Ethan shoved Grayson and raised his voice, so you caught a few of his words.

“You know how I feel about her.”

Grayson turned to you, making eye contact, but you turned and pretended not to notice.

They went on like that for a few minutes before both joining you in the ocean.

“You guys okay?” you asked.

Ethan flanked your left side, Grayson your right, closing you between their warm bodies.

“Nothing,” Ethan sighed, “Grayson and I just seemed to have a disagreement . You see he conveniently forgot to invite me her-”

“Bro, you can stop,” Grayson warned, his voice low.

“Oookay,” Ethan flashed his brother a fake smile.

“Hey,” you said, looking between the both of them, “let’s just forget about it for now, kay?”

“Alright,” Ethan said, squeezing himself a little closer to you as he said it.

You headed towards a flat sandbar, where everyone was huddling. The group was going to have a chicken fight in the sea.

“Another pair?” Somebody asked.

“W-I’ll go” you volunteered shyly whilst tucking your stray hairs behind your ear.

“Great! Who do you want to go with!?”

“Me,” two voiced answered confidently in sync.

Grayson and Ethan stood behind you, both looking kindly upon you.

“I-I don’t want to pick,” you whispered nervously, flicking your eyes restlessly over them both.

“I’ll make it easy for you then,” E grinned cheekily and stepped forward, taking your palm gently between his.

You gave him a nod, reassured that you weren’t going in this with a stranger.

The game was simple, one person would sit on the other’s shoulders and be faced against another pair of people. The team to first knock down the opposing pair would win.

“I’ll hold you,” Ethan offered, crouching down.

You didn’t protest, since he was way stronger than you.

Ethan bent down, his sun kissed skin warm against your hands. Now you just had to…wrap your legs around his head.

“Um-okay-I’ll- just-” you gulped nervously.

Ethan’s satisfied smile flashed in the sun, but a small boost was all it took to get you up. You rested comfortably on his shoulders, reassured by his hands firmly securing you.

He gave your legs a small squeeze and blinked up at you, one eye closed from the sun, “Everything good up there?”

You gave him a little nod, “Ready.”

The countdown began.

Three.

“Hey (Y/N),” Ethan muttered, barely audibly.

Two.

“Yeah?”

One.

“Will you come on a date with me?”

Go.

The other pair charged at you, and in the confusion you threw out your arms and gave the girl on the other boy’s shoulder a rough push. The boy supporting her wobbled dangerously before shoving Ethan, who hardly blinked at his weak attack. The blue sea and sky whirred around you in the dizzy confusion, so you didn’t remember much from there. The girl shoved you, you shoved harder. The boy shoved Ethan, Ethan shoved harder. The girl gave out a high pitched yelp as you grabbed her arms and peeled her right off the boy’s shoulders. The crash of waves erupted as two bodies hit the water.

“We did it!” Ethan chortled, his big hazel eyes crinkling as he met your gaze.

“Yes,” you whispered suddenly, in answer to his question.

Ethan tilted his head to the left in wonder, looking you over mischievously before throwing you into the water.

You crashed into the waves, the salt water refreshing as it greeted your skin. You bounced up above the waves, rubbing the water out of your eyes, your vision blurry.

“I can’t see-” you said, wiping your face.

Someone approached you, their two arms sliding gently around your waist and pulling you into their rippled chest. They smelt like the fresh ocean, their dark hair tousled, a big smile visible even through your blurry vision.

You blinked once more, “Ethan.”

Ethan smiled and pushed your wet hair affectionately from your eyes. He squeezed your hips lightly, “Yes? You’ll go on a date wi-”

“Yes,” you laughed out before he could finish.

He smiled with more joy than you had ever seen him muster before.

The last rays of sun sent pink and orange flares across his skin, the cold water lapping around your sides, the noise of the crowd drowned out. Two of Ethan’s fingers crawled under your chin, lifting your face up. He bent down against you, his head tilting, his full lips inviting you in.

“I think I’m going to leave,” somebody said, snapping you from your trance.

“Gray,” you said, blinking out of your daze.

He coughed and gave you a nod, but his eyes were only on Ethan.

“Bye,” he stated softly, before abruptly turning to leave.

“N-” wait,” you called, detaching yourself from Ethan and struggling against the waves as you tried to keep up with Grayson. He pulled ahead of you, ignoring your calls to him. Once you reached the sand, you sped up, your toes sinking in the sand as you made a grab for Grayson’s wrist.

“Grayson,” you panted, “stop.”

“You know, it’s really weird, because I just started feeling really sick to my stomach all of a sudden,” he growled at Ethan, who came in close behind you.

You turned to Ethan, a brow raised.

“Alright, you guys are keeping something from me, so, own up,” you commanded, sick of the charade.

“Grayson,” you said sternly to get his attention.

He looked down on you, his chestnut eyes softening, “It’s complicated.”

“Try me.”

Ethan grabbed your arm and pushed in front of you, holding you close behind his back.

“Actually we’re fine, so maybe you should leave,” he challenged under his breath.

“Ethan,” you hissed, shocked by his hostility. “You know what, if you guys are going to act like children around each other than it’s impossible for me to be with you both at once.”

“Fair enough,” Ethan snarled, “bye bye, Grayson.”

You dug your nails into Ethan’s skin, causing him to finally face you.

“Grayson has done nothing wrong, so drop it,” you warned.

Ethan’s nostrils flared, his eyes flicking up to his brother and back to you. “Fine, you have half an hour,” he said.

And then he was gone.

“Sorry,” Gray sighed a moment later.

“Wanna talk about it?”

“Not really.”

“Okay.”

You knew better than to pressure someone into information that was private to them, so you left it at that. The navy sky blinked alive with stars, the wind rolling over your damp skin.

“Let’s go to the bonfire before I freeze to death,” you chattered.

You plopped down on a patch of sand in front of the fire, turning your palms near the light of the flames. Goosebumps sprang to life on your skin, a chill settling over you.

“Here,” Grayson said, pulling a purple hoodie from his bag.

“Thank you,” you said gratefully, sliding the woolen fabric over your head. The sleeves dangled past your hands, the hoodie reaching your legs, you felt like you’d been stuffed into an oversized blanket. You brought your knees up to your chest and wrapped your arms around your legs, breathing in the whiffs of Grayson’s cologne.

“Better?” he asked with concern,

“Much,” you smiled and rested your head against his shoulder.

Grayson slinked an arm around you, pulling you into his bare chest while he used his free hand to grab the bag of marshmallows propped up on the sand. Only a few minutes passed, but in that time you’d quickly dozed off in his arms. You listened to the sounds of the crackling fire, excited when you smelt-

“Marshmallows,” you said, sitting up at once.

“Seriously? That’s what wakes you up?” Gray laughed at you.

“Are you gonna laugh at me or give me food?” you challenged.

“Here,” G said, handing you a burnt and gooey marshmallow on a stick.

“Thanks,” you smiled and ate it in one bite, the warmth and taste making you feel at ease.

“Missed some,” Grayson smiled down at you, quickly using his thumb to sweep at the corner of your mouth.

“Sorry,” you blushed, licking your lips over.

Gray stuck his finger in his mouth to get the marshmallow off.

“Oh, no, Grayson,” you stuck your tongue out, “ew.”

He only smirked and shrugged in response.

Grayson’s eyes flickered over your face for a second, “We have a few minutes left, walk with me?”

“Sure,” you smiled and jumped up.

Grayson and you headed down the beach until the noise of the bonfire chatter was lost to the night. His hand dangled by his side, your hand by yours, but he didn’t take it, he only let his knuckles brush lightly against yours. You felt snug in his big hoodie, safe from the cold.

“I heard what Ethan asked you today,” Grayson said out of nowhere.

“Oh,” you coughed, “Did you also catch my answer?”

“Yeah.”

“Oh.”

This was awkward,

“Looks like my bro finally asked you.”

“Finally?”

“Did you not know he’d been in love with you for months?”

You shook your head, your cheeks warming.

Grayson stopped walking and turned to face you, pain written across his face.

“But I’ve been in love with you longer.”

Everything stopped. Your feet. Your heart. Your breathing.

“I know it makes me a horrible person for telling you the way I feel, but I can’t lie to you anymore. And I’m not guilty for wanting what I want, because if I’m going to be guilty about anything, it’s this.”

Suddenly you were in his arms, his hand cupping your face, his lips brushing like a whisper against yours. He kissed you softly, gently, with adoration, and for a second, you kissed him back. And then he was gone, and the silence was shattered.

“WHAT THE FUCK ARE YOU DOING,” Ethan screamed as he shoved Grayson off you.

You stood in shock, coming back to your senses.

Grayson gave his brother a shove back, “what I should’ve done a long time ago.”

Ethan’s jaw clenched, his eyes dark as he threw a punch a Grayson, who merely dodged his fist.

“I love her.”

“I loved her first.”

You couldn’t move.

Ethan grabbed his brother’s arm and pulled forward, both boy’s chest’s heaving as they glared each other down.

“You knew I was going to ask her today, so your idea was to steal her away and do it first?” Ethan snarled.

Grayson didn’t respond.

“Admit it,” Ethan hissed.

Grayson stood his ground.

“But that wasn’t enough for you, was it? So you had to kiss her,” Ethan breathed with rage.

“SHUT UP,” Grayson burst out, pushing his brother.

And in that second where there was a space between them, you jumped in the middle of the two boys.

“STOP IT,” you screamed, your eyes watering.

Ethan and Grayson ignored you, advancing on each other. You stuck your hands out, sandwiched between them as you forced them apart.

“Look what you’re doing to each other,” you sobbed, glancing from one boy to the other.

And with that you collapsed onto the ground and started crying.

There was a second of absolute stillness, and then you felt two sets of hands on your shoulders. They held you lightly before guiding you back to your feet. You wiped your eyes and took in a deep breath as you faced Ethan and Grayson. Ethan gulped nervously, his eyes sad as he swiped away a tear from your cheek. He bent over you, dropping a single fleeting kiss to your forehead.

“It’s not going to have be like this, is it?” you whispered, your voice cracking.

Ethan shook his head, meeting Grayson’s eyes and giving him a nod of understandment.

“I’m so sorry baby, but I can’t do this anymore,” he mumbled, his eyes brimming with tears, “not like this.”

He ran his palm gently down your cheek before dropping it down to his side and taking a step back. The moon set a white light over both boys, their bodies still as stone, their eyes glowing. The silence rang in your ears, the silhouette of two perfect brothers casting shadows on the ground.

“You have to chose.”

Ethan looks SO GOOD in this. I wish he would’ve posted it instead of Sam. & I wish Sam would’ve kept it up instead of deleting it.

People need to stop making such a big deal out of this. They’re teenagers, of course they’re gonna do stuff like this.

French 101 ♡ Grayson

This is my first Imagine for this blog, hope y’all like! 


“-And that’s it for today. Don’t forget the homework is due tomorrow” Mrs. Wilson yelled over all the kids packing up their things, waiting for the bell to ring. You put the Homework in your backpack, telling yourself you’d do it later. “I’m starving, Y/N. How much more longer until lunch” Angela, your best friend, complained, throwing her backpack over her shoulder, turing to face you. “Angela, we have lunch next” You laughed, putting your bag on your back, then walking t0wards the door. “Oh, right” She laughed, you rolling her eyes. Once the bell rang, you were halfway to the cafeteria, before you realized you forgot your notebook back in the class.

“Fuck” You mumbled, going to turn around, Angela instantly noticing. “What” She questioned, not knowing what you were mad about. “I left my notebook in Mrs Wilson room, I’ll meet you at the table” You smiled, walking back to the class to grab your notebook.

Once you finally got your notebook back, you started walking back to the cafeteria, hoping Angela got you some food. “Umph” You were suddenly on the floor, your phone thrown halfway across the hallway. “What the-” You glanced up, seeing a guy, apologizing for his actions. “I-I’m so sorry” He laughed, extending his hand to help you up. “It’s fine, I’m fine, my butt just hurts a little” You laughed, grabbing your notebook, and phone off the floor. As you two walked towards the stairs to walk to the cafeteria, you got this feeling that you knew the stranger from somewhere.

“Wait. I recognize you from somewhere” You suddenly said, looking at the stranger. “From your dreams” He teased, winking at you. “No..” You trailed off, trying to figure out were you knew him from. “Oh! You’re that kid that sits beside me and always cheats off me in French 101” You laughed, finally figuring out were you knew him from. “Yep, that’s me. I’m Grayson” He smiled, turing towards you. “Y/N” You smiled.

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Ethan & Grayson: Alone
They act so different when they’re alone. They’re so much quieter and Ethan is especially different somehow. Not different in a bad way just different, it’s like he mimics Grayson in some ways when he’s around him. I wish I could see an unfiltered version of their lives both when they’re together and when they’re not. I wonder so much about what they’re really like behind the camera.