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“Y/N, is there anywhere else you want to go?” I smile at the older woman who was kind enough to treat me to lunch. Lisa Dolan practically took me in with open arms the first time I met her. Only ever asking me how I was able to rein Ethan in.

I shrug, taking a sip from the large coffee I took to go. “The boys are out doing who knows what, so I’m free if you need help running any errands.” Grayson had said something to me this morning about the two of them going off on their motorcycles, so who knows where they are by now.

“I just need to run to the grocery store to get some leftover ingredients for dinner tonight,” she replied softly, “But I can drop you off at the house before if you’d rather spend time with the boys?”

I chuckle and shake my head, “Like I’d rather be surrounded by testosterone all afternoon.” I knew she appreciated me wanting to spend time with her. She didn’t say it out loud, but her smile gave it away.

It wasn’t even thirty minutes later when I could be seen sobbing in the woman’s arms in the middle of the grocery store though. My mind couldn’t comprehend anything she was saying to me as my breathing became heavier and my cellphone fell to the hard floor at our feet. Nothing made sense.

Passerby’s stopped in hopes of helping my panic-stricken self, but the pure fear for the boy I loved prevented any rational thoughts from crossing my mind. A woman I didn’t know cradled me in her arms as Lisa picked up my phone to respond to Grayson’s panicked screaming from the other end of the line, the mother of three immediately collapsing to the floor when her youngest child informed her of what happened.

“Whatever is wrong, you need to snap out of it so you can do what’s best for the situation.” The woman supporting me instructed as I tried to take in shaky breaths. “The issue isn’t going to be resolved until you snap out of this.” She turned my head so we could make eye contact, allowing me to feel less alone. “Breathe with me okay? In and out.” We did a couple of breaths together before my shuddering calmed down and it didn’t feel like a boulder was crushing my chest. “Okay, now that you’re okay I need your help with your company.”

The two of us proceeded to help Lisa in the same way, me starting by taking my cracked iPhone from her hands. “Grayson?”

“Y/N Jesus Christ what is happening over there? I heard a loud crash and then when I talked to my mom, she just went silent.” Grayson witnessed everything that happened to his twin, but somehow, he was able to keep it together long enough to call us.

As the woman who stopped to help us slowly pulled Lisa to her feet, I bit my lip, “Grayson let’s not talk about that right now. Where did they take Ethan? Your mom and I are on our way there.” Gray immediately responded with the hospital Ethan was taken to and I couldn’t help the surge of anxiety that crept up at the thought of going to an Emergency Room.

Lisa thanked the caring woman before the two of us sprinted out of the store, leaving the cart full of groceries behind us. Neither of us dared to speak a word about what was possibly waiting for us at the sterile building we were headed to.

Grayson was pacing back and forth in the waiting room when the two of us sprinted in, Lisa immediately going to hug her youngest son who had a couple of scratched on his face from the accident. “Grayson, what happened?”

“I…” He ran a hand stressfully through his tangled hair as he looked anywhere but at the two of us, “Jeez Ethan, he… he was ahead of me on the road and we came to this four-way intersection. We had the right of way, so we started going through and all of a sudden, this car comes out of nowhere and completely slams into Ethan. Not clipping him, but a direct hit.”

My hands shook at the thought of Ethan getting struck by a car on his motorcycle. “Right after the hit, I turned my bike on its side in hope of avoiding a collision myself which is how I got all scratched up. I sprinted over to him when I saw the person in the car passed out; he was trying to get up but couldn’t move, the paramedics were scared that he was paralyzed.”

“Have they come out with any updates?” Lisa asked trying to stay calm and collected for the rest of this situation.

When I realized that Grayson was also shaking, I moved my hand forward to intertwine our fingers. Even if Ethan is an important piece of mine and Lisa’s lives, no one loves him more than Gray. “T-They said he flatlined but were able to get him back. Neuro said the nerves were good, so he isn’t paralyzed, but he has a ton of internal trauma.”

With all the Grey’s Anatomy, I’ve watched over the years, those words made my stomach fall, “Did they say anything about a medically induced coma?” It wouldn’t surprise me given the immense amount of pain E is probably going through at the moment. Gray’s eye darted from me to his mother, signaling that he didn’t want to answer this in front of her.

“They said they would be out with more information if-if he makes it out of surgery.” The little choke on the word ‘if’ caused my stomach to do a flip. What if he doesn’t make it through? What if he does but never wakes up? What am I supposed to do without him? What is Grayson going to do without him?

Questions would continue to swamp my thoughts for the next two and a half weeks as I sat next to Ethan’s bed during visiting hours. Lisa would go to work and come by to visit after her shifts, and on some days, Grayson would go with her, but I couldn’t get myself to leave.

I hadn’t cried since the first day, it isn’t what Ethan would want. However, seeing him in that bed, pale as a ghost with a tube down his throat to help him breathe made it hard not to cry. “You can be a real dick you know?”

A chuckle escaped my mouth as I spoke the words to my boyfriend. “You hog the covers and play too many pranks on me. You ignore me for hours to play video games when we’re supposed to be hanging out. You’ll insult the outfits I wear sometimes, even though half the time your clothes aren’t matching, and I have to fix them. You can be such an obnoxious sassy douche too… God E you have me wrapped around your pinkie finger so tight… what the hell am I supposed to do if you don’t wake up? It’s been two weeks already.”

My face fell onto the soft sheets of his bed as tears began to well up in my eyes. I sat like that for what felt like a century until the nurse came into the room to notify me that visiting hours were over, just like every other day so far.

This continued like a cycle for a little over a month and Grayson and I’s hope was slowly dwindling as time continued on. Neither of us had spoken to our managers in a week because our full focus had been on Ethan and his health, but nothing was changing. The doctors told us to give it time, but how can you continue to have hope when things have been stagnant for almost a month and a half?

I was leaned up against Grayson’s side watching some rerun of F.R.I.E.N.D.S. The two of us had been each other’s support system through the process, and it definitely brought us closer. “You know he was planning to propose next year if you guys worked out? Even brought me out to talk and look at engagement rings. He’s so whipped.”

“Why would you tell me that?” My heart fell as I pushed myself up so I could face the younger brother. “The man I love with all my heart is in a coma still and you think it’s a good idea to tell me that he wanted to get married?”

He shakes his head, obviously not meaning to upset me. “No, I just… I don’t want you to give up on him. Both of us have been skeptical lately, but there’s this feeling I’m getting… like he’s going to wake up soon.” His hazel eyes dart to the television to see Ross and Rachel in a tight embrace. “I just want us to keep fighting for him and not give up hope…”

From there I just retreated to my boyfriend’s old room, not wanting to continue the conversation. I had moved in here after not being able to sleep during the first week with Ethan in intensive care. The sheets still smelled like him and it made me feel safe.

The following day I was just silently sitting in his room, lightly gripping his hand to let him know I was still here. Grayson had gone to the cafeteria to find something to eat, offering to bring me something back but I turned him down.

My twitter notifications were still buzzing with questions about Ethan’s health, bringing a frown to my face when I glanced up at my boyfriend. Fans just wanted to be kept in the loop, especially if he takes a sudden turn for the worst, but sometimes it gets to be too much. I felt like I was going to be sick with a specific question continuously flashed by…

‘What are you going to do if he doesn’t make it?’

‘Will Ethan be okay?’

‘It’s been a month, why aren’t there any updates on him?’

I sighed, squeezing the boy’s hands as tears threatened to fall once again. Sending out my first tweet since before the accident.

‘I’m with Ethan right now. He is healing physically, but still isn’t awake… Keep him in your prayers.’

An uproar followed the tweet since Grayson also hasn’t posted any updates other than to say videos were on hold due to Ethan getting in a traumatic accident. “These people really love you E…”

Another week followed and still nothing new had come up. Grayson and I decided it was best to post a video on both of our channels in order to shed some light on Ethan’s situation with the fans. It was hard to keep my composure during filming, resulting in long drawn out silences and cuts when I’d cry.

I sigh, watching the end of my video over again as it was being uploaded to YouTube. “Ethan is one of the biggest inspirations in my life. He is also the light of my life and I haven’t been able to properly sleep since the accident…”

“All of us are hurting which is why Grayson and I are both taking a break to figure out what the next step in our careers is.” I sigh seeing the change in how red my eyes were, “Right now my major concern though is Ethan’s health… Hopefully, I will see all of you soon. Thank you for your continued support.”

When the upload reached 100%, I shut my MacBook, placing it on the small table next to Ethan’s bed in hopes of finding some peace to sleep. However, that was short lived when Grayson frantically ran into my room. “He flatlined again. They don’t know what’s wrong but they’re saying we need to get to the hospital…”

I don’t think I have ever gotten out of bed so fast in my life…

The three of us were once again sitting in the waiting room, my stomach dropping when none other than Cameron Dolan sprinted in to join us. Lisa said she was only going to fly back if things got worse and her appearance made me feel sick. “Mom you scared me on the phone. I thought Ethan was doing better?”

“So did we,” Grayson’s voice sounded hollow as he stared out the window at the dark rainy scenery. It seemed fitting for what was happening.

Every time a doctor came out, Lisa would jump up in hopes that it was about Ethan only to be disappointed when they went to a different family. It wasn’t until three hours later when someone finally updated us.

“Dolan?” Lisa and Cameron were asleep at this point since none of us had gotten any sleep before rushing here. I raised my hand for the man, waving him over as Grayson woke his mother and sister. “So, Ethan was suffering from internal bleeding because one of the stitches slipped. We were able to repair it, but we don’t know if he will wake up this time. He was under for a little longer than we had hoped and with the lack of response before… I just suggest saying goodbye sooner rather than later.”

This was the first time I had seen Cameron cry since arriving. She had been trying to be strong for Lisa, but it was inevitable for the girl to break down eventually. The doctor gave his condolences before walking back to the double doors leading to the intensive care unit. I excused myself, saying I needed to use the bathroom, but Grayson’s worried expression signified he saw right through my lie.

As I neared the vacant room my sobs finally escaped. I fell to the floor of the handicap stall, locking the door from the outside world as if passersby wouldn’t be able to hear me. At that moment I let everything I had been holding back for the last month out, all of the fear and sadness for the boy who had changed my life.

“Y/N let me in,” Grayson’s exhausted voice said as he knocked on the stall door, “You don’t need to be along right now.”

I coughed, “Just leave me alone.”

“I can’t,” He yelled, “I can’t because I promised Ethan I would look after you when he whispered your name after the accident. I can’t because you were his whole world and he wouldn’t want you hurting because of him. I can’t because you’re as much a part of this family as he and I are. Whether you like it or not, you’re stuck with me.” With that he fell to the ground, crawling under the door to get to me. “We all love you and I know this hurts you just as much as it hurts me. You don’t have to pretend to be strong anymore.”

His words just made my tears come faster, “He’s my whole fucking world, Grayson.” My voice cracked as the words came out, “He means literally everything to me, and he might not make it through the night. Even if he does, he may not ever wake up. How am I supposed to survive without his corny jokes or shitty date ideas? Who is going to bully me and tell me they love me right after? Who am I supposed to go to when I’m sad and need ice cream at three in the morning?” I wiped the snot from my face as I continued to cry harder with every world, “It’s pathetic but he is my whole world…”

“It’s not pathetic…” Grayson wraps his arms around my shoulders, just letting me cry it all out. “Just let it all out and when you’re ready we’ll go sit with E.”

The two of us stayed in the restroom for probably another twenty minutes before I finally ran out of tears to cry. A silent conversation was exchanged between the two of us as he helped me back to my feet, me feeling a bit dehydrated due to all of the crying. Neither of us spoke as he led me toward Ethan’s hospital room where Cameron was currently talking to her younger brother.

“I already went in and she’ll probably come out in a minute,” Lisa sighed trying to stay strong. Having already lost her husband, I couldn’t imagine the pain she was in at the moment.

Grayson was the next one to enter the room, Cameron exiting with a blank expression on her face. The same one I had after spending my first afternoon holding Ethan’s hand after the accident. I leaned up against the hallway wall for support, just watching Grayson interact with his brothers’ lifeless body. Letting out a hearty chuckle at probably some dumb memory the two had shared in the past.

It wasn’t long after when Grayson finally joined me in the hallway, seemingly better than when we came arrived at the hospital last night. “He’s all yours.”

I hesitated, seeing all the machines that were once again hooked up to the boy I loved. As days passed, machines disappeared but here we were, back to stage one all over again. “Ethan Grant you wouldn’t believe how pissed I am at you.”

My fake anger was my way of coping with him not responding. “It’s been almost two months and now you decide it’s time to get worse all over again? When did you turn into a quitter?”

“You really need to get your shit together for all of our sakes…” I sigh as I fell into the seat next to his bed, gripping his cold hand tightly in my own. I was silent for a few minutes, the only noise breaking the silence being the machines in the background. “You really want me to sweat, don’t you? Lying here in a coma while I worry like the wife of a man going to war… God Ethan, I can’t do it anymore. I can’t put on the tough girl act for you because you could be dying for all I know. At any point, you could flatline again and they may not be able to bring you back again and that scared the living shit out of me…”

I trace circles on the back of his hand lightly, “I hate how you have become the center of my world in the last two years. It’s been almost impossible to sleep without you by my side, I even moved to your old room in hopes that your sent would help me. I cry at the drop of a hat if someone brings you up in conversation.” I glanced up at the lights in hopes of keeping my tears at bay, “I couldn’t even make a simple update video for the fans without sobbing…”

“You are the love of my life and I don’t know how the hell I could live without you… Please…. Please don’t make me do this alone.” I choke on my words, “I don’t think I can do it without you E…”

My face fell down onto the white sheets as I somehow once again found tears to shed for the poor boy laid out on the bed in front of me. I didn’t know if I was imagining things when I heard choking coming from the boy on the bed, but when a nurse ran in I grew worried. “What happened? I didn’t do anything!”

She chuckled as she pulled the breathing tube out of his mouth, a large smile on her face. “You didn’t do anything, but this is a good thing!” She replied as she started looking over his charts, “He was fighting the breathing tube meaning he is able to breathe on his own. He’s trying to wake up.”

My hand squeezed his hand tightly and a smile formed on mine and the nurses face when a light one was returned. “He’s going to be okay?”

“He’s got a long road to completely recover, but his response means that he’s awake and his body will work harder to heal itself.” From that day it was a steady upward climb for Ethan. He opened his eyes one day when Grayson was in the room alone and the two had been inseparable since. Lisa and Cameron had gone in to speak with the boy a couple of times since, but I hadn’t found the courage to do so yet.

I stood outside his room two weeks after he squeezed my hand watching as Grayson walked out and toward where I was watching. “He wants to talk to you. He’s been waiting for almost a week now.”

“I don’t know what to say to him, Gray…”

He wrapped an arm around my shoulders, pulling me toward the doorway of my boyfriend’s recovery room “It’s just Ethan. Go.” He gave a light push forward as encouragement before leaving for what I guessed was the cafeteria.

“Wow you really look like my girlfriend, but I kind of forgot what she looks like because I haven’t seen her in so long.” Ethan joked softly as I walked through the threshold, “What took you so long?”

I shrug and talk a seat across from him silently, “I was nervous.”

“Why? I’m going to be okay.” His hand reached forward for mine and I gladly placed mine in his warm one.

“E you were touch and go for two months,” I sighed as he brushed some of my bangs from my face, “I thought that was it for our time together…”

He tilted my chin up so I could look him in the eye, “I promise you I’m not going anywhere any time soon okay? I love you.”

Quickly picking up the blanket you see that both yours and Ethan’s bodies were bare. With wide eyes you slowly pick up Ethan’s arm from your waist and place it around a pillow that replaced your spot. A pounding headache starts to form at your temple as you stand. Groaning quietly you go fetch your bra, quickly putting it on. Trying to think of what exactly happened last night, you stumble into a body that was on the floor. The person stirs a bit but goes back to sleep.

Getting a closer look at the person you recognize them as your other best friend, Grayson. His body spread out kind of like a starfish. His legs slightly spread apart, one arm under his head acting like a pillow with the other arm covering his face. “Oh. My. God.” You whisper to yourself as you looked at Grayson. He was naked! The only thing covering him, more like covering his manhood was a shirt. Not just any shirt. It was your shirt.

“Fuck. Fuck. Fuck.” You muttered as you started to remember the events the took place last night.

It started as a little get together at the twins house. Every Friday night you would all have a night in drinking, telling each other about what had happened during the week or what was going on in each others life at that moment. It started out innocently as Ethan told you and Grayson how he felt about a certain topic that’s been going around with their fans. It also started out as a game. Everyone would take a shot every time you, Ethan or Grayson would say a curse word. And let me tell you, there was a curse word in almost every few sentences that came out of your mouths.

Some how the conversation switched into more personal questions. As if you guys weren’t already close due to many years of friendship, you sure as hell got even closer that night. In more ways than one.

You were telling the boys about how a coworker told you that she never has had an orgasm before when Ethan cut you off. “Hey Y/N/N , have you ever had an orgasm?” he questioned. By this point you all were drunk, laughing at every little thing.

“Of course I have Ethan. What kind of question is that?” You roll your eyes, taking a swing of your drink. “Have you?” You joked pushing his arm playfully.

“Of course I have Y/N, what kind of question is that?” He mocked you.

“But have you had multiple orgasms though. That’s the real question.” Grayson says pointing his beer at you before drinking it.

You stay quiet for a minute thinking if you ever had multiple orgasms. “Not with a guy, no. Only when I do it myself.” Some how as you finished talking the air around the three of you shifted around you. The sexual tension so thick you could cut it with a knife.

Ethan and Grayson’s eyes are clouded with lust. Both of them thinking unholy thoughts of their best friend. Thoughts of you underneath them with your legs shaking, clawing down their back as you moan their name in pure ecstasy. 

One thing lead to the other, clothes where flying in all directions. Kisses were being shared, hands were everywhere. Grayson’s month on your neck leaving kisses every inch it could reach. Ethan’s month on your nipple sucking it softly while the other was massaging your other breast. The feeling of their months on the most sensitive parts of your body was a bit over powering in the best way possible. You could yourself become wetter by the second and they haven’t done anything yet.

Ethan ran kisses down your body while Grayson slowly lowered your body on the bed. Ethan kissed his way down to your core, spreading your legs wide enough so that he could fit between them. Ethan didn’t waste a second, immediately licking a stripe up your slit before diving his tongue inside you getting to work. As Ethan’s tongue dove in and out of your core, you didn’t leave Grayson out. Gently grasping his length in your hands, you began pumping your hand up and down his length. Moans coming from Grayson’s month as you took him in your month bobbing it up and down.

Ethan’s mouth moved to your clit, flicking his tongue in figure eights. As his tongue paid attention to your clit, he used this as the perfect time to slide two fingers into your core. The feeling of his tongue assaulting your clit and his fingers moving inside you felt amazing. Moaning onto Grayson’s length sent vibrations through his body making him moan and shiver in pleasure. You felt a coli in the pit of your stomach start to rise signaling your climax.

Clenching your thighs around Ethan’s head, you began to buck your hips to his mouth. Ethan held your hips down, his tongue and fingers going in an unhuman speed. Stopping your assault on Grayson, you scream out in pure ecstasy, climaxing on Ethan’s fingers. Once you were finished, Ethan came up from between your legs with a smirk. His lips glistening with your juices, he puts his fingers in his mouth moaning at the taste. “Mm, you taste so good babygirl.”

Switching positions with Ethan, Grayson turns you around and lifts you up so you are now on all fours with your ass in the air. Grayson slowly slides inside of you from behind, moaning at the feeling of your walls clenching around his length. “Fuck, you’re so tight.” Grayson said through clenched teeth. As Grayson finds a pleasurable pace for the both of you, you take Ethan’s length in your mouth. Ethan slowly thrusts his hips, fucking your mouth making you gag a little. “That’s right baby, take it all.” Ethan moans.

You could tell how different they were from each other. Grayson seemed to enjoy taking his time with slow and deep thrusts that prolonged your upcoming climax while Ethan’s thrusts were fast and rough as he month fucked you. One of Grayson’s hands came down to where your bodies both met, his thumb rubbing your clit in a fast motion bringing you closer and closer to your second climax of the night. Grayson pulled out going to lay down. “Ride my face.” He said.

“W-What?” You stuttered. You slightly cursed and thanked the twins stamina. You don’t know how or why they haven’t came yet but your weren’t the one to question it. This is the best sex you’ve ever had. “You heard me. Ride. My. Face.” Grayson demanded. Not wanting to displease him, you straddle his head. “That’s it baby. Now come down.” Grayson instructed you. HIs hands going to your hips, easing you onto his tongue. You jump and whimper due to being already so sensitive.

As Grayson works wonders on your sensitive core, you take Ethan into your month. One hand wrapped around what you couldn’t fit in your month, the other and going to his balls massaging them. Your wrist moving in weird motions. Moans came spilling out of Ethan’s month. His moans god like. You start grinding your hips on Grayson’s tongue as you take one of Ethan’s balls in your mouth, lightly sucking on it before kissing it and going back to paying attention to his length.

You stop your actions as your third climax of the night comes crashing down on you. Screaming from the pleasure you’re receiving. Grayson licking and sucking every drop. You get off of Grayson’s face falling down on the bed. “I can’t take anymore.” You Pant.

“We aren’t done yet baby girl. We haven’t came yet.” Grayson said looking at you expectantly.

“I guess I can go for one more round. But that’s it, I wont be able to take anymore.” You say before straddling Grayson and lowering yourself on his hard length. You both moan in sync. You moaning mostly because you’re very sensitive from your past climaxes. Grayson moaning at the feeling of your wet walls.

As you bounce on Grayson’s length, Ethan comes behind you and slides himself slowly inside you. You scream out in pleasure from them feeling you up. Both of them find different pleasurable speeds as you continue to be a moaning mess between them. Their names falling from your lips. It doesn’t take long before they moan your name loudly, spilling their seed inside you. Once you all come down from your high you and Ethan crash on the bed while Grayson goes to the restroom.

‘Ding! Ding!’ The sound of your phone brings you back to reality. “Holy shit.” You say to yourself as you recall what happened. Quickly finding your other clothes and putting them on you steal one of the twins shirts on before getting your phone and writing a quick note leaving the Dolan household. Hoping that they didn’t remember anything from the night before.