dolan twins imagines

⇻ memories (g)

a/n: anyone else shook, once again, by this week's video? i see edits of blonde grayson on instagram, not really taking in the picture, for he would never go blonde, but now, i have no words to describe how i feel about grayson actually being blonde now. i didn't think it was possible for him to get hotter, but he did. it's possible.

your point of view :)

grayson dolan -

you laughed at a story your best friend told you about how she had embarrassed herself in class by saying orgasm instead of organism, and proceeding to make it worse by talking about how she didn't mean to say that and that she never had an orgasm, and she rambled on, unable to stop. you wished you were there to see it, but she had moved to another state due to her parents needing to go there for work. she was visiting you for the weekend and you were both so happy to see each other again.

"i missed this," you said, reaching across the table and patting your best friend's hand. "i miss just sitting here together and talking about embarrassing things, boyfriends, drama. i wished you didn't have to move."

"i know," she said softly. "i wish i didn't have to move either, but it happened, and all we can do now is facetime each other every single day so we don't touch, because i would hate to lose touch with my best friend since preschool." you opened your mouth to say something, when her phone went off, signaling she got a call. "i'm really sorry y/n, i have to go," she said, looking genuinely sorry. "it's my mom, she needs help with something, but we'll catch up later, okay?" you nodded as you stood up to hug her tight. you exchanged goodbyes watching her walking down the street, getting smaller and smaller until she was just a dot.

you sat down, not having anything else to do, and you figured you would just stay here until you needed to go home. you pulled your phone out, keeping yourself occupied by scrolling through instagram, twitter, looking at people's stories, etc. you were watching a video on instagram when someone called your name, grabbing your attention.

"y/n?" you looked up, seeing the person you least expected to. grayson dolan. your ex-boyfriend. you and grayson were boyfriend and girlfriend, and have been for three years. everything was going fine, great even, when grayson found that he was going on tour with ethan. you were surprised and on the inside you didn't want him to go, but you forced yourself to let him go and live his dream of traveling the world and meeting his fans who have supported him along his journey. before he left for tour, he told you that everything would be okay, that he could make things work when he was halfway across the world. but one month into tour, grayson barely had anytime for you and couldn't make the time even if he wanted to. you didn't want to be in a relationship where you weren't able to talk to your boyfriend so both of you decided to take a break and you would figure it out when grayson got back. grayson got back five months ago, and neither of you had made an effort to talk to each other.

"grayson?" you said, voice sounding small and shaky. you were surprised to see him, but a part of you can't help but feel happy and excited to see him. you struggled to find something to say and the best you could come up with was "hey".

"hey," he said back. you could tell he felt a little uncomfortable and awkward, but you didn't know what to do about it. "can i -" he began, gesturing to the empty chair that was in front of you, before you cut him off, telling him he could. there was an awkward silence between the both of you, and you desperately tried to think of something to say, but he beat you to it. "so how have you been?" he asked you.

"oh, um," you said, somewhat surprised that he asked that question for some reason. you sat up straighter and leaned forward, changing your position. "i'm good. how have you been?"

"good," he said, but you could tell that he really wasn't. it was something you always noticed when you were dating, how different he sounded when he was actually good than when he wasn't. you wondered why he wasn't good, considering how much time he had away from you, but maybe he wasn't over you yet. "your hair is shorter," he said, pointing it out.