dolan twins imagines

⇻ first fight: part two (g)

grayson -
it's been four days since me and grayson broke up. since then, i qrefused to leave my room. i didn't want to eat, didn't want to go to school, i was a mess. most of the time, i laid in bed crying, thinking about grayson. i can't get him out of my mind. every time i showered, i sit in the shower, letting the water rain on me as i cried. all of this crying and moping around was really bad for me, but i really can't help it. i lost the one person i loved.

i was laying there in bed, staring at the wall blankly, when there was a knock on your door.
"go away!" i yelled, pushing my face in the pillow. i heard the door open. i mentally rolled my eyes as i realized that i forgot to lock the door. i felt the bed dip as someone sat on it.

"how are you?" i peeked out from my bed and saw it was ethan.

"fine," i mumbled, even though i knew it was a lie.

"i know you're not," he said, scooting closer and rubbing my back soothingly. "have you eaten anything yet?" i nodded, even though i haven't. i didn't want to eat anything.

"no you didn't," he said. "that's why i brought over pancakes. just the way you like them." he held up a plate of chocolate chip pancakes, drizzled with maple syrup and topped with blueberries. i reached out and gently pushed it away.

"i don't want it," i said.

"you have to eat, y/n," he said, trying to get me to eat at least one bite. i sighed, as i sat up and took the pancakes and ate them slowly. ethan smiled softly at me.

"if it makes you feel any better, grayson is doing much worse than you," he said. my eyebrows furrowed together with confusion. why would he be upset?

"what do you mean?" i asked.

"well, first, grayson was fine because he thought he saved himself the trouble when he broke up with you, but later the next day, jack  came to our house and confessed about what happened at that party," he said. "that got grayson mad and they started fighting, until i pulled them apart with my big muscles," he added as a silly attempt to try and make me smile, which it did. "when jack left, grayson went up to his room and never came out. i went up and i heard him talking to himself about what a mistake he made and how mad you're gonna be. i also heard him saying that he was gonna apologize, but then he changed his mind because he thought that you would never take him back. you want him back, don't you?" i nodded.

"you know how much i miss him." even though he hurt me, i still wanted him back.

"and since then, grayson wouldn't eat, wouldn't drink, he wouldn't even film for this week's video," he explained, going on and on about how messed up grayson is. "he still loves you."

"should i go over there?" i asked, biting my lip nervously.

"i think you should," he said, smiling softly at me. i smiled back and nodded.

"i'm gonna get ready," i said. "wait for me."

i got up and showered and put on a light face of makeup. i pulled on a pair of skinny jeans, with an oversized sweater. i slipped on some shoes, grabbed my phone and headed downstairs. i climbed into ethan's car and he drove back to his house.

i got out and took a deep breath. i walked into their house and climbed the stairs to his room. i'd be lying if i said i wasn't nervous. i didn't even know why i was nervous. i knocked on his door. no response. i knocked harder. still no response. i tried the doorknob. locked.

"grayson?" i called. "can i come in?" i heard shuffling as the door opened, revealing a very tired and very messy grayson. just seeing him like this made my heart throb. "hey," i said, rocking back and forth on the balls of my feet.

"hi," he said, voice husky and quiet.

"can i come in?" i asked. he held the door opened wider and stepped out of the way. i walked in and sat on his bed.

"so ethan told me what happened with you and jack," i told him.

he rolled his eyes. "i told him not to tell," he said quietly.

"grayson," i said, getting up and taking both of his hands in mine. "you know i would never cheat on you. why did you think that i did?"

"i don't know, i guess it's just what happened with my past girlfriends and how they've treated me," he said. "and i know i shouldn't have accused you like that, and i know i hurt you, and i know you're probably mad at me, but i really miss you. i still do love you. a lot."

i sighed as i wrapped my arms around him, burying my face in the soft fabric of his t-shirt, breathing in the scent i missed so much. "i forgive you," i said. he pulled away.

"you do?" he said, a big smile starting to from on his face. i nodded, starting to smile myself. "YES!" he yelled, wrapping his arms around me, picking me up and twirling me around in circles, making me laugh. "i have my girl back," he said, setting me down and leaning in to give me a big kiss.

"so i see you two made up," ethan said, leaning against grayson's bedroom doorframe, arms crossed and eyebrows raised.

"go away!" grayson yelled at ethan, throwing a pillow at him. "i need to spend time with y/n!"

so for the rest of the day, we spent the day in his bed, cuddling and sharing kisses, both of us glad to be in each other's arms again.

a/n: thanks for reading! ily ♡ (edited)