10 whole years of being with Ethan. The both of you were just 15 when you started dating and by the time you were 19, you guys were married.
Now being 25, your relationship marked 6 years of being married. But it wasn't easy. Everyone told you the first year of marriage was usually when things were hard, but they weren't for the two of you. It just so happened that in the sixth year, was when things got hard.
"I'm just saying, I can't even go out with the boys anymore Gray. I love her done get me wrong, but I feel fucking trapped sometimes bro." You overheard Ethan telling his twin.
"Dude you don't mean that. You two have been together for years." Grayson had always counted you as a sister so it was shit that Ethan was saying these things.
"Y/N's just been acting strange lately. I don't even feel like I'm married anymore Gray." Your heart cracked. Grayson knew you were pregnant. You were planning on surprising Ethan. This was gonna be your second baby together.
Layla was your first daughter. You and Ethan had her two years ago. The conversation of having more children was always a thing.
"Ethan really?" Grayson sounded annoyed.
"You two have a daughter together. You've always wanted more with her. She's been your forever. What the fuck are you talking about?" Grayson sighed.
"Grayson you aren't listening to me. I just feel like this is the end. Maybe we should just get a divorce." A sob escaped your lips and both of their eyes averted to yours.
"Is that well and truly what you want?" You sniffled and Ethan rushed over, trying to comfort you.
"Don't touch me. Just don't." You wiped away tears.
"And this is what I mean. You don't even let me give you affection anymore. You've been cranky for days. What the fuck do you want from me?" Ethan raised his voice.
"I want my husband. The one I've been with all this time. I only want you. You're all I've ever wanted. I get scared every fucking day that I'm going to lose you. Ethan you're this massive you-tuber, with millions of fans that would want you. It's been the same since we were fifteen." You cried out. Grayson gave you a sympathetic look but excused himself from the room to give the two of you space.
"Y/N, you're not going to lose me. I just don't know how much more of this I can take." Ethan ran a hand through his hair, the silver wedding ring shining from the light that was on.
"Tell me how you feel right now." You demanded. You didn't want to tell him you were pregnant just so he could take back everything he said for the sake of the baby.
"I'm hopelessly in love with you. Every-time I look at you, I feel the same as I did ten years ago. Everything I've done in my career, you've been there to support me. You've been there with me through all of the friendships that came and went, all of the rumours of me dating them girls. Everything. We have a daughter together, I feel nothing but appreciation and love when I'm around you." He ranted.
"But what?" You questioned, feeling more tears build up in your eyes.
"But..." He began.
"You really want a divorce huh? That bad." You frowned, walking away from him.
"No Y/N, I don't know why I fucking said that." Ethan gently grabbed you by your arm and pulled you back so he could face you.
"You've just been acting different lately." Ethan sighed, looking you deep in the eyes.
"I was trying to surprise you." Your eyes watered again and he couldn't help but wrap his arms around you.
"What do you mean surprise me?" Ethan asked, rubbing your back comfortingly.
"You have to wait till your mom brings Layla home, then you can find out." Ethan padded your wet cheeks with his thumbs and placed a kiss on your forehead.
"I'm sorry for what I said." He apologised.
"Just never mention divorce again and you're forgiven." You smiled lightly.
"You got it." And before you knew it, Layla was home.
"Come on baby, lets get you ready for bed." You told your daughter, who walked up the stairs beside you. Now was your chance to let Ethan know that he was gonna be a dad again.
You put Layla in a big sister baby-grow, and lifted her up so she was resting on your hip.
"Hey babe, Gray's cooking dinner." Ethan announced. Grayson's wife - whom was pregnant with twins, was currently on a spa weekend with her mom. Leaving Grayson home alone. Hence why he was at your house.
"Okay can you put Layla in her high chair please?" You asked. You winked over at Grayson who knew your plans and he stopped what he was doing. Ethan looked at Layla's clothing and his jaw dropped.
"No fucking way." Ethan gasped, soon zipping his mouth shut once he realised he had again, sworn in front of his toddler.
"You're pregnant?" The older twin had tears in his eyes and he couldn't help but let them fall. Completely forgetting to put her in the high chair, Ethan placed Layla on the floor and embraced you tightly.
"Another little Dolan. I love you." He placed his lips on yours, the events from earlier both leaving your minds.
