Dolan twins // imagines ♡

Ethan imagine ♡

A/N: I actually cried during writing this and I was listening to you and I by one direction at the time so it fitted in perfectly. (If you don't like things such as self harm and death, please don't read this one. I don't want to scare you) enjoy :)!♡

Your POV:
I went over to Ethan's house as a surprise since I haven't seen him since he got back from digifest.
I went through the back door. No one was downstairs.
"Ethan?" I called out.
No one.
"Ethan?" I called out again, walking up the stairs.
"Mhm Ethan.." I heard a girl moan.
I walked into Ethan's room with shock all over my face.
Ethan was on top of a very slutty looking girl.

Ethan turned around with guilt written all over his face.
"W-wait y/n. Please. I-I can explain." He said walking up to me.
I held back the tears cause I didn't want him to see that I cared.
"It's fine. Don't worry about it. I mean, two years together doesn't mean anything at all, does it? Hope you have fun with her. Don't forget to use protection." I stuck my middle finger up at him and left the house.

I ran home and went straight up to my room. I laid in bed thinking about all these emotions. I was upset. Sad. Angry.

"Hi honey, I'm home!" I heard my mom yell from downstairs.
I cried and cried and cried. Suddenly I heard someone walking into my room. I didn't bother to look up. I just curled into a ball and cried my eyes out.

"What happened?" My mom said stroking my hair.
"E-Ethan was with a-another girl." I said sobbing.
"Oh no sweetie.... Everything's going to be okay. I knew that he wasnt right for you."
I sat up in shock.
"Mom?! I loved him! He was perfect. He was there for me. He helped me on my darkest days." I yelled at her.
"Honey.. Boys are boys. Think about what he just did to you." I looked around the room. I leaned on my moms chest and cried.

The next morning I woke up to find no one home. I went downstairs and saw a note on the kitchen table.

Hi baby. I had to go to work early today. I'll be home at 10:00pm. There's a new carton on ice cream in the freezer. I love you. Stay strong. Xx

I didn't bother to even eat. Instead I stayed in bed and cried. I took out the scrapbook I had of memories with Ethan. I smiled at all of the goofy pics we had together. I placed them back carefully.

*knock knock*
I walked slowly downstairs wondering who it could be. I looked through the peep hole and saw Ethan.

"Fuck off." I yelled through the door.
"Y/n! Let me explain!" I leaned against the door crying again.
"No! Leave me alone!" I shouted. After calming down, I looked through the hole again. Ethan was gone.

I looked at my phone.
12 missed calls from Ethan. 34 messages from Ethan. 6 missed calls from Grayson. 8 messages from Grayson.

My twitter was blowing up. Some of it was hate as usual but most of them were supportive tweets.

'How could Ethan do that to her?'

'What a jerk'

'Stay strong y/n'

His fans were sticking up for me. I was surprised.

I was starting to get hungry but I was too upset to even eat. I got really mad at one point and smashed a plate. I was a mess.

What's the point of continuing to be depressed? It's no good for anyone. Clearly Ethan doesn't love you.

All of these thoughts were going to through my mind. That's when I had an idea.

Ethan's POV:

I had gone over to y/n's house. She told me to fuck off. I called her. Messaged her. She wouldn't answer. Grayson even tried.

"It's no use." Gray said.
"No! She has to pick up!" I yelled at him but I ended up falling to the floor and crying.

"I'll go over. I'll talk to her." Grayson said patting my back.
"Okay.." I said sniffling.

It was about 10:00pm. Gray had gone over and I was waiting for a call from him.

*ring ring*
"Grayson? What did she say? Does she forgive me?" I bombarded him with all these questions.

"Um... Come over." His voice cracked. My whole world started spinning. I thought of the worst. I quickly slipped on my shoes. I sprinted all the way to her house.

I looked around to see flashing lights everywhere. Ambulances, police cars. Everywhere.

I ran over to grayson.
"What happened?! Where is she?!" I shook him. He went pale.
"She's inside." I ran inside her house. I ran up to her room to see her mom balling her eyes out on the floor. The police kept telling me to leave but I ignored them.

That's when I looked over to y/n's bed. The place where we used to cuddle, watch movies, eat, talk about our future together. She was lying there. Her beautiful body gone pale. She had tired eyes. Her wrists were slashed.

I grabbed her cold body.
"Y/n no no wake up!" I yelled at her, kissing her face. I rocked her body back and forth. Then I noticed something next to her. Our scrapbook and a note.

I read the note.

Hi Ethan,
I know it's you reading this. I just wanted to let you know that I love you. The past two years have been eventful. We've had our ups and downs. It's been a bumpy roller coaster but I'm sorry to end the ride. Chances are by the time you're reading this, I'll be dead. I'm sorry for making you do that stupid thing. You really did break my heart though. I wish you the best of luck with your life. Get married, have kids and grow old with your wife. I know that we would talk about that together.
Goodbye and thankyou for everything,
Y/n xo
P.S. Take a look at our scrapbook.

I was in tears. Why did I do this to her? She never deserved this. It was all my fault. I knelt over to bed looking through the little book.

A picture of us ice skating.

A picture of us cuddling.

A picture of me asking her to prom.

That could have been me asking her to marry me.

Any other picture caught my eye. It was us sitting in her bed listening to music. I remember that day.

Underneath the picture it had the lyrics to the song we had been listening to. You and I by one direction.

That was our song. She used to sing it to me while I played with her hair.

I left the house. I took the scrap book with me. I went over to park. The tree we used to sit under. I bought a rope. I hung it onto the tree. I put the rope around my neck. I held the book close to my chest.
"You and i." I sang before I was gone.

2 weeks later

Grayson's POV:
It has been two weeks since they took their lives. Everyone was upset without them. No one was talking.
One day I went to the mailbox and pulled out a newspaper. The front cover had a picture of Ethan and y/n listening to music, an earphone in each ear. I read the short article.

Young teenagers, Ethan Dolan and y/n/y/l/n. Only 15 years old when they took their lives.
After y/n's successful suicide attempt, Ethan did the same. His body found in a local park hanging from a rope. A note was lying underneath him.

It read: you and I. We don't wanna be like them. We can make it to the end. Nothing can come between you and I....

The lyrics to the one direction song is what kept the two teens together.

A/N:
I'm sorry that this is very depressing I hope you liked it though! I'm so emo ♡