Wishes Do Come True - Ethan Dolan Imagine

Episode 10-Wishes Do Come True

Ethan: "Spend your life with me. Marry me."

I stare blankly at Ethan as he gazes up at me, his eyes wide. Holy crap! Put him out of his misery me. Jeez-he could've asked me privately. A single tear trickles down my cheek, thought I remain expressionless. Shit. I'm crying? I smile, a slow disbelieving smile. 

"Yes." I whisper, a breathy, sweet acceptance-not Y/N-like at all. For one nanosecond there's a pause, and then there was a deafening noise. Spontaneous applause, cheering, cat calls, whooping from behind us. James, Emma, Lisa, Bryant, Cameron, my dad and even Grayson were here. I have tears rolling down my face. Oblivious to the commotion around us, we were locked in our own little world. From his pocket Ethan produces a small box, opens it, and presents it to me. I look from the ring to Ethan, then I throw my arms around his neck. We kiss, remarkably chaste for us, and the crowd goes wild. Ethan stands and acknowledges the approbation with a graceful bow. He's wearing a huge self-satisfied grin. I can't take my eyes off of him. Taking the ring out of its box, he gently slides it onto my finger. We kiss once more. Ethan squeezes my hand. I didn't realize I'd been gripping his so tightly. I release him, a little embarrassed, and he snakes his hand, mouthing "Ow." Camero is the first up to hug Ethan and I. I clutch her in a fierce hug. 

Cameron: "He was so worried about his proposal." She whispers

"Oh Cameron." I giggle-sob

Cameron: "Y/N, I'm so happy for you. Congratulations!" Ethan is behind me. He shakes Grayson's hand. Then surprising both Ethan and me, Grayson pulls him into a hug. I can only just catch what he says. 

Grayson: "Way to go, Ethan." He murmurs. Ethan says nothing, then warmly returns his brother's hug. 

Ethan: "Thanks Grayson." He chokes. Grayson gives me a brief, if awkward, almost arm's-length hug. Releasing me, he says so quietly only Ethan and I can hear. 

Grayson: "I hope you are happy in your marriage."

"Thank you Grayson. I hope so too." I say graciously. 

Grayson: "To Y/N and my dear brother, Ethan-congratulations!"

*A year later*

Ethan lies beside me, his hand caressing my belly, his fingers spread out. 

Ethan: "How's my daughter?"

"She's dancing." I laugh

Ethan: "Dancing? Oh yes! Wow. I can feel her." He grins as baby number 2 somersaults inside me. 

"I think she likes doing flips already like her father."

Ethan frowns. "Really?" He says dryly. He moves so his lips are against my bump. 

Ethan: "There'll be none of that until you're older, young lady."

I giggle. "Oh, Ethan, you are such a hypocrite."

Ethan: "No, I'm an anxious father."

"You're a wonderful father, as I knew you would be." I cares his lovely face, and he gives me his shy smile. 

Ethan: "I love this." He murmurs, stroking then kissing my belly. 

I pout. "I don't like more of me." 

Ethan: "I'm looking forward to make more."

"Ethan! You are such a kinky-" He swoops on me, kissing me hard. 

Ethan: "You love me though." He whispers. I grin, caught in his infectious, wicked smile. 

"Yes. I love you. I love you very much."

*Another year later*

I pause outside the door to Grant's room and listen as Ethan reads to Grant. When I peek in, Grant is fast asleep while Ethan continues to read. He glances up when I open the door and closes the book. He puts his finger to his lips and switches on the baby monitor beside Grant's crib. He adjusts Grant's clothes, strokes his cheek, then tiptoes over me. Out in the hallway, Ethan pulls me into his embrace.

Ethan: "God, I love him, but it's great when he sleeps." He murmurs against my lips. He gazes down at me. 

Ethan: "I can hardly believe he's been with us for two years."

"I know." I kiss him. Who knew the wish I wished for 3 years ago would actually come true.