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Summary: You come to the realization that yours and David’s relationship is over and there’s nothing you can do to save it.

A/n: Okay, this is probably this best angst fic I’ve ever written and probably the longest 😳 But I worked hard so I hope you guys enjoy it :)

Category: angst

Warnings: breakup, crying, language

Word Count: 2.3k

The house was dark and silent. The extra rooms are empty of presence from the ones who lived there. The only source of light stemmed from the cracked door that led to David’s room. Two body’s sitting on the edge of the California King sized bed, the deafening silence surrounding the two of you.. It was the type of silence that would have you on the edge of your seat during a horror movie, waiting for the next scare. But this wasn’t a horror movie. No, this was reality. This was your reality.

You never wanted this day to come. The day you’d be perched on your boyfriend’s bed, staring at the wall. The day where constant tears would be streaming down your cheeks, sometimes finding its way to the corner of your mouth, leaving you with a salty taste. The day where David sat besides you, hands in his lap staring at the same wall, but without the tears.

summary: you and david have been together for almost a year and he just finds out about your 5 year old daughter.

warnings: none

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you and david’s relationship started in the fall. it wasn’t the longest relationship but it wasn’t brand new either. you spend days learning about every aspect in each others lives, well almost.

as summer was approaching it made it harder for you to hide your secret. last summer she had spent it with your parents but after they moved to connecticut, you didn’t want her all the way across the country. during the weekdays, you would go see david while your daughter was at school and head home an hour before so you could make her lunch. now that she would be constantly home, you didn’t know what to do. you weren’t ashamed of your daughter. annabella was the best thing to happen to you and you don’t regret having her. you just didn’t tell david for many reasons, like who wants a girlfriend that got pregnant at 16 and gave birth at 17? you also didn’t want your daughter to be exploited to the internet life without her understanding and her consent.

you walked to your daughters bus stop to wait for her. after a few minutes out walked of the bus annabella with a smiler plastered on her face.

“mama!” she said said running up to you with her arms open.

“how was your day baby girl?” you said hugging her back and then holding her hand so you both can walk home.

“it was great mommy! today i read a book and i um drew a picture of you and me!” she stops and takes off her backpack. she pulls out a drawing of a small little girl labeled as “AB” and a taller women labeled as “Mama”.

“that’s a great picture! i’m so glad you had a great day!” seeing your daughter laugh and smile about her artwork took off all the stress you had. as you reached the front door, you realized you had forgotten to lock the door.

you open it and walk into the living room. somebody with a camera walked out and scared both you and your daughter. you let out a loud scream while you daughter just clung to you.

“y/n i’m so sorry i just had to!” david said laughing loudly. he didn’t even notice annabella clutching your arm.

“david right now is not a good time” he looked at you realizing your serious and he lowered his camera.

“mama who is this?” you heard your daughter say quietly. david head snapped down to look at the little girl.

“did she just say mama??” david said in confusion. he did not understand what was going on.

“annabella can you go sit at the table and start your work? mama will be right back” your daughter walked always towards the kitchen nonchalantly.

“can you please explain?” david said still very confused. you did what he asked and told him everything. about how her father had left you right after you told him about the baby and how you’ve been hiding this from him. you expected him to be angry but he just had a sympathy-look on his face.

“y/n, you didn’t have to hide this from me. i understand and i respect whatever you feel about your daughter. i am just kinda sad i didn’t get to meet that cutie until now” your heart swelled a bit with every word, he was so understanding to you. “can i go talk to her please?”

you lead david to her and she was working on tracing alphabet letters.

“hello i’m david” he said sitting across from her.

your daughter was always so bubbly so she wasn’t nervous but she never looked up from her paper “i am anna-bella” she said chopping up her name. “but i can be anna, bella, or my mama calls you AB. how do you know my mama?”

“right into the questions i see” he laughed a bit after noticing her eagerness to know about him. “well, i am your mama’s boyfriend, is that okay”

“okay” she finally looked up. “are you my papa?”

yours and david’s eyes became wide. before you could jump in he started talking quietly and more serious.

“annabella right? i love your mama so much and since you are her baby, i will love you so much too. and i will be your papa if you want me to be. i will take care of the both of you”

you started tearing up so you went to the stove to start cooking to distract yourself. david came up behind you and kissed your cheek. you turned around and buried your arm in his chest, crying. you never knew someone would love the both of you this much. he comforted you and told you everything was okay and he’ll be there for the both of you.

you both heard a small patter of footsteps so you separated the hug and saw annabella holding a paper.

“i drew more mama!” she handed the paper to you. a little girl labeled “AB”, a taller women labeled “Mama”, and a man with a camera labeled “Papa”.

“AB this is beautiful!” david smiled her and reached out for a high-five.

brief summary: at the age of sixteen everyone receives the sentence of their soulmate tattooed on their wrist. but after years of waiting, you’re wondering if they’ll ever turn up 

word count: 1.3k requested: not by anyone. i wrote something similar on one of my other blogs and it’s inspired by that tiktok pov about soulmates.  warnings: none that i’m aware of 

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“Okay, 3,2,1!” Your friends eagerly sit opposite you as you keep your eyes closed before you pull down your sleeve.

They watch in anticipation as your eyes scan over the words, seeing your brows furrow together. “Well?” One of your friends speaks up as an uncomfortable silence settles in your room.

A deep huff leaves your lips as you show them your wrist. “I mean what is that even supposed to mean?” You question in frustration, rereading what their first words to you will be.

“And who’s Jonah?” Another friend pitches in with a small laugh.

You wish you could find it funny, but this is what you’re stuck with until you find them.

‘Okay, who wants to see Jonah shirtless?’

*

At the age of eighteen, you thought you might’ve found them. You were attending your cousin’s hen do and for part of her last night of freedom, strippers were involved.

All of the others around you cheered as a policeman, a fireman and a doctor walked in. “Okay, which of you ladies wants to see Josh take his top off?” The policeman asked and your eyes widened. “How about you little lady?” He directed the question to you. 

Looking down at your wrist you shake your head. “I’m good, thanks. But I think Alicia might enjoy some time with Josh?” You suggest as the Fireman turns to face your friend and head bridesmaid.

“I’ve always wanted to go down a fireman’s pole!” She drunkenly laughs and you watch as the fireman’s eyes widen.

“Just wait til you see the fire truck.” He jokes back and Alicia nearly chokes on her drink. “Hi love, about time I finally met my soulmate.”

It was safe to say it wasn’t your night, nor year. You watched on as all your friends started to find their soulmates, how genuinely happy they seemed to be.

You longed to have that connection with someone. That out there someone is going to be your destined other half. It sounds intimidating, but you were raised with this belief. Hell, everyone was.

When you left home for college, you were told you had a 90% chance of meeting your soulmate there. You were going to be surrounded by young people all wondering the same question. What you hadn’t anticipated were the daily conversations of joy that surrounded you whilst you remained alone.

“They found me in class!”

“I found her on the subway. So cliche but perfect.”

“We met at that party last week.”

“I don’t think I knew what love was until I found him.”

Within weeks of being at college, you kept your head down and hoodie on. You didn’t want anyone to see your soulmates sentence because they were nowhere to be found. 

Which all leads you to now. At the age of twenty, the majority of your friends have found their soulmates and you’ve given up hope.

It’s not uncommon for some to give up trying. The painful reality is time will guide you, and it’s a real son of a bitch.

Three consistent knocks on your door alert you as you glance from your phone to the door. “Y/n.” One of your roommates, Eliza, calls through the door. “Look we know you’re in there, but come on you gotta go out at some point.” Eliza tries to reason as she turns to her girlfriend with a sympathetic smile.

“How about we go to this event that’s being hosted? It’s super chill and you can go in your sweats.” Florice suggests and wears a hopeful smile as movement can be heard from your room.

Tracing over to the door you swing it open, looking at two of your roommates who are each other’s soulmates. “If I can be comfy I’ll come. What is it anyway?” You question, raising an eyebrow.

“Some YouTube guy from LA. I think his name is David Dokrik?” Eliza tries her best to remember his name, catching a small chuckle leaving your lips.

“Alright, he better be worth it.” You mutter as you grab your things and follow them out of the apartment.

*

Everyone rams into the lecture theatre with excitement as the buzz about this guy and his friends accompanying him only grows.

“What’s the big deal about this guy?” You turn to Eliza who simply shrugs her shoulders, but a guy in front of you turns around.

“He gives out free money and laptops and shit for literally no reason. He’s just rich.” He tells you and you shake your head in disbelief. “Seriously, I bet we’ll all leave with a laptop or a thousand dollars.” He smiles eagerly before turning back around whilst disbelief remains evident in your expression.

“I mean who is that nice?” You scoff as one of the professors walks onto the stage and silence falls.

“Good afternoon students. Today I am delighted to introduce you to David Dobrik and his friends. They’ll be conducting a talk on business skills within the media.”

You turn to Eliza and Florice with a dead look in your eyes. “You said this would be fun.” You mutter to them. “I could be sleeping right now.”

“Then go to sleep here. We’re literally two rows from the back no one will notice.” Florice inputs and you nod, curling up into your hoodie before shutting your eyes as the applause begins. “Just don’t start snoring again.” She quips as she looks over, already seeing you fast asleep.

As David continues with his talk, his eyes wander around the room in anticipation. Over the last few months, he’s done countless events at colleges, just hoping one of them might hold his soulmate. Despite his efforts to keep his sentence hidden on social media, it doesn’t mean the odd person tries to make out they belong together.

Everyone in the audience is enticed by Davids words, including two of your friends whilst you remain in a deep sleep.

“Okay, so I gotta finish this up as I’ll never stop talking otherwise.” David states as he laughs into the microphone.

“Don’t go!” One person yells from the crowd and a series of laughter follows.

“I gotta, I’m sorry guys.” He admits with a heavy heart knowing it’s been another day without finding his soulmate. “But I do have a surprise for you all.”

Excitement intensifies around the room as David rises to his feet. “Under one chair is a cheque for a thousand dollars. If you find it, it’s yours to keep.” He announces with a bright smile as everyone rummages under their chairs.

“Oh my god!” A guy yells out loud, causing you to wake up. “Is this fucking real?” He continues to yell, ignoring the glare from the professor.

As he holds the cheque up confetti flies through the room and you notice David holding a camera as everyone cheers. Without a second to doubt what’s happening, you rise to your feet like everyone else as they clap.

A series of people join David on stage and the cheers from your fellow students grow. “I love you, Jonah!” The guy in front of you yells and initially, you overlook it until David looks to Jonah with a devious smile.

“Okay, who wants to see Jonah shirtless?” David yells and everyone falls silent, mutters exchanges as Jonah stands still looking at David.

“What the fuck dude?” Jonah mutters before heading to the right-wing of the stage until a voice yells out.

“Oh my god, finally!” You blurt out, a nervous laugh escaping your lips as you make eye contact with David.

“No way,” David whispers to himself as he makes his way from the stage, watching as you weave through other students to descend down the staircase.

Everyone turns to look at you both with phones in hand as you stand in front of David. “Hi?” You question, seeing him up close with a wide grin on his face.

brief summary: ever since you turned sixteen, you’ve had the ability to know when someone will meet their soulmate. it’s a blessing and a curse, as you’ll never know which one might be yours. 

word count: 2k requested: yes by the sweetest anon. i loved the concept and i hope you like the outcome! warnings: none that i’m aware of, just floof 

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“Okay, how about me?” Another friend eagerly walks up to you with bright eyes as she clutches the cash in her hands. 

You hide your sigh before holding your hand out, accepting her payment. 

Everyone watches closely as you look at her closely before shutting your eyes. “Four months. You’ll meet them on July 2nd.” You tell her, watching as she excitedly walks away with the anticipation of finally meeting them, of meeting her soulmate. 

“So, that’s at least fifty bucks today alone my friend.” Your friend walks alongside you, doing the calculations in her phone as you look around, noticing everyone’s dates in their minds that remains hidden away to all except you. “Man, if I had your ability I’d of raked in the cash a long time ago.” She chuckles before nudging your arm, snapping you from your thoughts. “Good job I’m here, Y/n.” 

You nod in response as you keep your head down before exiting the campus and heading back home. “It’s not a great gift, Elsie.” You tell her as you unlock the front door and pull out your phone. “My phone is inundated with messages about other peoples soulmates.” You sigh, but Elsie doesn’t quite seem to get the point.

“What’s the issue with that? Just think how much money you’ll make from it!” She encourages, but you shake your head as she follows you into the living room. “People get to know when they’ll meet their soulmate, you make twenty bucks per person. And ten for close friends.” She comments as you roll your eyes. 

“But I’ll never know about mine, Els.” Your statement hangs in the air as the realisation hits her. 

“Oh,” She mutters before sitting down beside you, letting the words truly sink in. “I, I’m sorry Y/n.”

“No need, Els.” You say with a small smile. “Sometimes it just hurts that I know when everyone will meet their soulmate, but I’ll never know about my own.” You admit, even know it’s still difficult to come to terms with. “After five years of knowing I thought this would get easier.” 

“It will, Y/n.” Elsie tries to remain positive as you shrug your shoulders before rising to your feet.

“I’m going to take a nap.” You speak through a yawn as she waves you off, returning her attention to her phone. 

As you collapse down onto your bed, you reach for your phone. 

Scrolling through the endless requests you pause, seeing a missed FaceTime call from the one person you’ve missed talking to. 

Postponing your nap, you try to call and wait for the endless ringing to come to a halt, and luckily it does. “Hey, you in class earlier?” He asks through the phone as you force yourself to sit upright.

“Yeah, and a lot more people asked about their soulmates obviously.” You scoff as he chuckles to you. 

“That’s still a trend, huh?” He questions as you nod to yourself. “Y/n, I can’t see you nod but I’m assuming you just did.” 

“You’d be correct, Dave.” You chuckle. “So, what’re you up to this evening?” You rise to your feet, wandering over to your laptop before starting it up and curling up into your chair. 

David glances over at his clock, seeing Natalie sat editing with Jason. “Just some more editing really. Nothing exciting.” He tells you half-heartedly. “We could always FaceTime though?” He tries to hide his excitement about the idea, unaware of how eager you are to see him once more.

“Yeah, I think I can squeeze you into my busy schedule of sleeping and avoiding assignments.” You tease as the familiar butterflies start to flutter in your stomach. 

“Okay, well I’ll catch up with you later, don’t work too hard.” He jokes, unable to hide his smile from his friends. 

Elsie wanders up the stairs, noticing you looking down at your phone, struggling to wipe the smile from your face as you stare at the blank screen. 

“I still find it weird you guys have never met,” She inputs as she leans against your doorframe, snapping you from your thoughts.

Uncrossing your legs from your chair, you swivel to face her. “It’s not weird,” You mutter. “he’s just in another state and the money I’m making is going straight to my savings.” You explain something she’s heard countless times.

“And you don’t want to fly out to LA only to meet him and discover he’s got a soulmate ready and waiting.” She finishes for you as your smile falls. “Why can’t you just see it when you guys FaceTime?” She questions.

“I don’t know,” You say truthfully. “something in my head blocks it off. I have to meet the person in person.” You explain, somehow still getting to grips with the technicalities of this ‘gift.’ 

“Do you want to meet him?” She takes a step into your room, testing the waters as you focus on the dark screen of your phone, watching it light up with another soulmate request. 

“Of course,” You admit with a heavy sigh. “I just don’t want to disappoint myself by thinking of something that isn’t possible.” 

“Well, you won’t know until you try, Y/n.” She nudges your arm lightly as you look up to see her trying her best. “I’m going to order Chipotle, want some?” 

A small scoff leaves your lips. “Like you have to ask, Els.” 

*

Over the last few weeks, you came to the decision, it wasn’t easy to make and frankly, you were terrified. “So you’re really going to see him?” Elsie sits beside you in the living room as the flight confirmation remains on your laptop screen. 

“Yeah,” You breathe out. “I used most of the money saved from the soulmate checks.” 

Elsie squeezes your hand and rests her head on your shoulder. “I’m sure it’ll be worth it, Y/n.” She states, feeling you nod softly as you shut your eyes. 

“I hope so too.” You admit through nerves as you have less than a week to go until you’ll finally meet your close friend in person. “I’m just wondering if he’s excited or unphased.” A small laugh leaves your lips as you envision him filming with the likes of Madison Beer or David Blaine, and then there’s you. 

Yet, across the country David was sat in his room, trying his best to calm down. “Dave, you gotta relax.” Natalie jokes as she walks in, seeing David lying on his back with his head hanging off his bed. “You’ve known each other for like a year now.” 

David groans before sitting upright, feeling the blood rush as he turns to face Natalie. “It’s not that,” He admits. “I really care about her, but what if she’s not the one? Like, I’ll still care about her, but I’m falling hard.” 

Natalie sighs before sitting beside her best friend. “You won’t know until you meet her I guess.” Natalie pats his thigh. “And who knows, maybe you’ll meet and she isn’t the one, but you’ll have a great friendship and story.” She shrugs her shoulder, seeing David remain unconvinced. 

“Thanks, Nat.” David mutters as he looks over to his phone, counting down the days until you arrive. 

*

Wandering through the airport, you wheel your suitcase alongside you. You’re still wearing your headphones, having music blasting into your eardrums to ease the gnawing sensation you can’t shake. 

“Okay,” You mutter to yourself as you make it to arrivals, knowing he’d be there somewhere waiting for you.

As your eyes search for him, all you can see are numbers and dates for other people. You can see some will wait for years, and others are blank as they embrace a loved one. Despite it being somewhat of a gift, you shut your eyes as the sense of being overwhelmed returns. 

“Y/n?” You hear your voice being quietly spoken in front of you, and you open your eyes to see brown ones looking right back at you. 

Opening your mouth to say something, you’re startled. He’s here, in front of you. His hands are resting on your arms as his smile widens. “Hi.” You manage to squeak the word out before he laughs, enveloping you into a tight hug.

Dropping your bags to the floor, you wrap your arms around him, not wanting to let go.

“I can’t believe we’re finally meeting in person.” He mutters into your hair as you let out a sigh of content before pulling away. “Like, it’s been a long time coming but you’re here!” He motions to you as you twirl around, he can’t help but think how much prettier you are in person. 

“That I am, Dave.” You joke before he helps you pick up your bags. “I was expecting a cute ass sign and everything.” You tease, watching as he rolls his eyes before motioning to Natalie and Taylor standing with a brightly coloured sign. 

‘surprise, bitch!’ It reads and you laugh at the state of it, having clearly been battered along the way. 

“Yeah we had a few issues, it kinda got run over on the way.” David comments, scratching the back of his neck as you smile before greeting some of the friends you’ve heard plenty about.

“I love it,” You tell him geuinely as your bright smile forms on your lips, causing David’s heart to swoon. “so, where to?” 

“Ooh how about that cafe down the road? They do the best matcha lattes.” Taylor suggests as you follow behind her and Natalie, David remaining by your side as he struggles to keep his eyes off of you.

“Dave, stop staring at me.” You speak up, catching his gaze as a pink tint crosses his cheeks. 

“I’m not staring,” He comments as his hand reaches down for yours, and waits for you to pull away, but you don’t. “I’m simply admiring as I’ve waited for this moment for months.” He chuckles, squeezing your hand lightly as your fingers intertwine. 

As you sit in the car beside David, he props his camera up. “So as you guys know, this is Y/n.” You wave happily to the camera, still shocked that this isn’t just a dream. “And, she has a special gift.” His voice trails off as he turns to face you, knowing he’s waited for this exact moment to know the truth. 

“You can tell when someone is going to meet their soulmate for the first time, right?” Natalie questions and you nod, swallowing the lump in your throat.

“Yeah, I can see when they’ll meet them in person. What date it’ll be and sometimes a time. If it’s blank, they’ve already met.” You explain what you do understand about this and both Natalie and Taylor raise eyebrows. 

“Could you do me?” Taylor asks, smiling shyly as you nod.

David watches as you turn around, focusing on Taylor closely before you close your eyes. Within seconds, he watches as you open them. “Thursday, 2:45pm.” You tell her and her jaw drops. “And yours is blank, Nat.” You tell her, and she rolls her eyes.

“Of course it is.” She huffs. 

“Wonder if it’s Todd after all, hey, Nat?” David jokes, receiving a playful punch from Natalie. “Okay, how about me?” David focuses on you, seeing worry spread throughout your expression. 

“Sure,” You force the word out as you shuffle and face him. 

Holding his breath, David watches as you close your eyes. He notices you scrunching your face up, before a small smile lines your lips. 

“Looks like you already met them.” You tell him. “At 1:13pm, today.” You reel off the information that was displayed to you and pause. 

“Holy shit.” Natalie comments before covering her mouth, allowing the realisation to hit you both. 

“Well,” David chuckles as you remain quiet, letting it all sink in. “hi soulmate, ‘bout time we met in person.” He leans in, resting his hand on your cheek. “Is this okay?” He whispers into your lips.

Request: Hey! I love ur writing! Can you do a David Dobrik imagine where it’s after you’ve broken up but try to remain on good terms but that love is still there? So maybe fluffy angsty bit?

Your POV

It’s been about three or four months since you and David broke up. You didn’t know the exact amount of time since you two ended things. All the days kind of blurred together. The first few weeks were the worst. You barely slept or you slept all day. You refused to hang out with everybody because you knew you’d have to see David doing fine without you. He still posted vlogs, posted on Instagram, all the stuff you didn’t do. The fans knew something was up.

The squad always texted you to see how you were doing. Stopped by at your place and dropped off your favorite snacks and drinks. Mariah, Carly and Erin were there for you the most. And sometimes Matt stopped by with Zane.

You didn’t really understand how David could be fine. The group reassured you he wasn’t doing as well as you thought he was but you never believed them.

Then one day about two months after the breakup. David texted you asking if he could come over and you agreed. You made sure to look better than how you felt and when he showed up he looked healthy and well and that made you sad but happy. The two of you talked about everything and decided to start a new friendship. He told you he missed seeing you around his house and everyone missed hanging out with you.

So here you were. Everything was almost back to normal. Of course, every time you saw David there was still a pain in your heart, seeing him act so normal and not really pay attention to you anymore always brought up the question: “did he really ever love me?” But you pushed that thought aside. You were at one of his parties. You’ve already took a couple shots, not really knowing what to do except stand against the wall awkwardly.

“Hey,” someone said. You turned your head to see Matt walking over to you. You smiled. You were glad someone else started a conversation with you.

“Hey,” you said turning to him. Matt was a nice and sweet guy. Always texted to make sure you were doing okay. And you two hung out quite a bit since the break up but it was strictly platonic. You had no feelings for him and as far as you were concerned he wasn’t interested in you.

“How you holding up?” He asked tilting his head. You rolled your eyes and let out a groan.

“I wish people would stop asking me that. It’s been like what? Three or four months since he broke up with me. I’m doing great, fine actually,” you said as you leaned back against the wall, crossing your arms over your chest. Matt let out a small laugh.

“(Y/N), fine is not better than great. It takes awhile to get over a relationship,” Matt said nudging you with his elbow. You shook your head as you looked over at the crowd of people dancing and drinking. And in the midst of it all was David. Holding his stupid vlog camera, his stupid smile that you still loved, his arms around Natalia (who you adored) but still felt this path of jealousy and sadness whenever you saw them so close together.

“Then how come he’s over it?” You asked as you felt your eyes gloss over. Matt sighed and pulled you against his chest as you let a few tears run down your cheeks as you slowly wrapped his arms around his back. He put a hand on the back of your head and rubbed your back. You both stayed like this for a few moments, you regaining yourself. You pulled away but his arms never left your waist. He looked down at you. You had no idea what was happening as you stated back at him. His hand went to your cheek as he started leaning down.

“Matt, what are you doing?” You whispered. He then immediately pulled away.

“I-I have no idea. I got caught up in the moment not to mention I’ve had a few drinks and I’m really sorry,” he said. You shrugged.

“It’s fine, I guess,” you said. You turned to look at the crowd to see David staring at the two of you. You froze in place not knowing what to do. His eyes met yours and it felt like everything in the room came to a stop. You both stood there, several feet apart, staring at one another. You felt your heart start to speed up as the anxiety started to rise. Then he broke the eye contact and stormed off and the world started moving again. You watched him run off and for some odd reason your feet decided to follow.

“David! Wait!” you called after him as he ran out of his house.

“I don’t want to talk. Especially with you,” he snapped as he kept walking. We were in his backyard.

You stopped in place.

“What the hell does that mean?” You asked.

“What it means is that I don’t want to talk to my ex girlfriend about the guy she almost just made out with,” he yelled turning to face you. We were still several feet apart even though all you wanted to be was in his arms.

“That’s what this is about? David, Matt is just a friend,” you said. He let out a laugh.

“From what I saw that was way past the line of what friends do,” David yelled. You shook your head.

“That was the first time anything like that has ever happened. Matt has a few drinks and got caught up in some weird moment. But why does that matter to you? Why do you even care? You broke up with me,” you shouted back. He took a few steps closer to you.

“We broke up because we never had time for one another anymore. Either you were always working or traveling and I was so busy that I didn’t know what to do. I was afraid I was losing you,” he said. You stared at him.

“You told me it was because you needed a break from relationships,” you whispered.

“I didn’t know what else to say,” he said his voice cracking a little bit. You looked at your feet and wiped a tear from your eye.

“I spent weeks that turned into months trying to figure out why you didn’t love me anymore. I was so confused on how you acted like everything was perfect after everything ended. How I was crying myself to sleep and you were doing fine,” you admitted. You looked at David. You couldn’t really see him because it was dark out and maybe that was for the better. You heard him sniffle.

“(Y/N), I was anything but fine. I cried so much. I lost the girl I was so utterly in love with and it was all because of my stupid insecurities. I had no one to convince me I needed to go to sleep when I was editing my videos, no one to lay my head on their lap when we were watching a movie, to play with my hair or to tell me that I was good enough. I had nothing because you were my everything,” he said. You couldn’t help but let out a kind of relieved sigh. You took a few steps closer to him.

“I haven’t gotten over you. I don’t think I can get over you. You David Dobrik are the one that’s going to be right-“ you stopped talking long enough to grab his hand and put it over your heart, “here forever.” You gave him a small smile as you started to walk away. You took a deep breath but before you could get too far David grabbed your arm and spun you around.

You didn’t have enough time to ask what he was doing before his lips were on yours. It was messy at first, you standing there shocked at the sudden action but you soon melted into his body, your arms wrapping around his neck as his hands rested on your hips. He pulled you tightly against his body as his lips devoured yours. It was a kiss filled with passion and electricity.

The two of you soon pulled away, his forehead resting against yours as you both catched your breath.

“I’m not letting you go again,” he whispered. You smiled up at him.

an// this is going to be the start to a series! i’m not sure how long it’s going to be, that depends on the feedback!!! short little intro here:) 

summary//david needs a green card and the reader needs health insurance!

~

“Natalie, what exactly are you talking about?” I ask, setting down my fork to give her my full attention.

“I know it’s crazy, but it really could work.” She smiles at me as if she hasn’t just brought up one of the wildest things I’ve ever heard. 

“So you’re saying that you want me to marry your boss, so I can get health insurance?” I restate, trying to compose all of what Natalie had suggested.

“And then David can get a green card.”

When I told Natalie that my parents took me off of their insurance plan, I have already practically drained them over medical bills over the years. Moving out to Los Angeles was the last straw, my last hope to at least be happy and live my dream. Natalie knew that the few months I have been here I have been struggling to get work and still pay for medication.

“I’ve talked about David before, you know that he’s a good guy. I wouldn’t bring this up if I thought it was a bad idea for either of you.”

I nod to show that I’m listening while still thinking. 

“Have you talked to him about it at all?” I question.

“I have, he’s not completely on board, but he’s desperate.”

“Thanks.” I roll my eyes with a laugh. I think it’s better this way anyway. I would be way more hesitant if he was already on board without even having met me.

“Well, so are you.” Natalie teases. “It’s a win-win. You’ll be on his health plan after that, he can help take care of expenses.”

I take a deep breath and look over to meet her eyes. She’s smirking, already liking having a plan.

“Let me think on it.”

“Okay!” She grins, “Take all the time you need. Well, not all the time, David needs to have a green card by like last week, but take your time.”

Natalie and I finish up the rest of our meal before going our separate ways. The drive back to my apartment I can’t stop thinking it over and over again in my head. When Natalie asked to meet for supper, I had no idea halfway through the meal she would propose a crazy plan like this. Marrying a man I have never met for health insurance.

I was born with a heart disease, which sucks, obviously, but it was never actually that bad. That is until I told my parents I wanted to move out to L.A. That’s when they decided to cut me off financially, in hopes of getting me to stay. They were struggling enough as it is, I needed to get out of there and stop feeling like a burden.

I can afford my rent, my car, and my student loans but adding on all of my medical bills on top of that is impossible. Not with the money I’m making right now at least.

“This is crazy.” I mutter to myself as I lean against my apartment door. It’s been a long day, working a shift this morning and then going out.

I was born with a heart disease, my valves and arteries are too small. Which leads to fatigue, shortness of breath, sleep problems, chest pain, and so many different doctors. My younger years I spent more time in a hospital than out on a playground.

The past three months I’ve been able to pay for about half of my usual medications. Having health insurance would change all of that. I would be able to have a life outside of work again. I could have full energy and get treatments when I need them without hesitation.

I throw myself on my bed and grab my phone out of my bag. I find Natalie’s contact and she picks it up almost instantly.

“When can I meet him?”

-

The next day I didn’t have a shift at the cafe, Natalie told me I could stop by to meet everyone. She said that it would be likely that there’s a group a people hanging out there.

I debate for way too long in my closet of what to wear, but I know that I need to make a good impression on these new people! I settle on natural makeup and one of my favorite outfits that is simultaneously cute and comfortable. 

I take an uber to the address that Nat gave me. When Natalie said he had money, she wasn’t joking. The house in the hills, the cars, it seems like he’s got it all up here. I tuck my hair behind my ear and lightly knock at the front door.

Natalie runs over to the door, smiling as it swings open.

“Y/n!” She pulls me in for a hug.

“Hi.” I grin.

She opens the door wider to let me in, I follow her further into the house where I notice there’s lots of people here.

“Hey everybody, this is Y/n!” She nods towards me.

“Hey, you guys.” I wave around to the crowd of people.

“Okay so this is Carly, Erin, Matt, Jeff, Corinna, Zane, Jason, Joe, and finally David.” Natalie goes around introducing me to everyone.

“Nice to meet you all, especially the future husband.” I tease.

“Yeah, you too.” David grins.

I can already tell he’s a good guy, not that I didn’t trust Natalie’s opinion of him, but it’s different getting a vibe from him myself. When Natalie and I were in college together she talked about David all of the time, telling me stories. I knew he must be worth something when she dropped out and moved to California.

“So, you’re going to marry our boy David?” Zane asks, grinning.

“I might be, we’ll see how today goes.”

A few of the group let out an ‘ooh’ with a laugh. I can already tell it’s easy to find a place in the group.

“So, Y/n, where are you from?” Erin asks.

“Chicago. Born and raised.” I grin, “That’s where I met Nat, at school.”

“Wait so you went to school with Natalie and David?” Matt questions.

“No, college with Nat.” I explain, “We were on the same floor of our dorm freshman year.”

“Yeah, we practically lived together because we both hated our roommates.” Natalie laughs, knocking her shoulder into mine lightly.

The rest of the room picks up with conversation, some moments it feels slightly like an interrogation with all of the questions they’re throwing at me. It feels good though to have a group of friends. It’s been nice to get to know everyone a little better. David is a really funny and charming guy. 

“Hey uh Y/n?” David asks, grabbing my attention.

The room falls quiet, I turn my head to face him.

“Yeah?”

“Can we go talk? Outside?” He nods his head back towards his yard.

“Of course.” I get up from the couch and follow up to the sliding glass doors. Neither of us are oblivious to the whispers being exchanged.

“I’m happy to say that you live up to Natalie’s hype.” I grin, we both take a seat on one of his lounge chairs. “Don’t tell her I said that though, she’d be pissed if you knew she actually enjoys your company.”

“Well that’s good to hear.” David smiles, “You definitely live up to the name too. The first year Natalie was out here she wouldn’t shut up about you. It was almost annoying.”

“Well that’s great.” I laugh, “So how do you feel about all of this?”

David follows my hand as I gesture between the two of us.

“It’s scary to say the least.” He pauses to run one of his hands through his hair, “But you seem really nice, I feel like I can trust you. You blend in with the rest of my friends really well.”

“Yeah, they’re definitely a fun crowd.” I glance back over my shoulder towards the house.

“How do you feel about it?”

“I need this if I’m being completely honest. I have been struggling since I came out here. I don’t know how much Nat told you, but I have a heart disease. I’ve had it since I was a child, my parents wanted to keep me close because all they do is worry. I have fought to travel and live independently, after I graduated I moved here. Which also got me cut off from their insurance.”

“Wow, that’s…” David exhales looking somewhat dumbfounded.

“A lot. I know, I’m sorry to dump that on you, I just want to give you the full story.”

“No, it’s good! I’m glad you did. We both need this. I am being threatened to be kicked out of the country I grew up in. I pay taxes here, yet I’m not allowed to stay here, Unless I get a green card. My DACA lawyer is guessing years before I could get approved, that’s assuming Trump doesn’t kick me out before that. If I even get a speeding ticket, it can be grounds for deportation.”

“Wow.” I lean back against the chair.

“Yeah, it’s a lot.” He leans over too, his leg pressing on mine.

“So, you wanna do this?” He whips his head to looks at me.

“I think I’m in.” I let out a huff of air, “This is crazy isn’t it?”

“Absolutely insane.” David conquers with a laugh.

“Let’s do it.”

~

FEEDBACK PLZ

“I’m sorry if I gave you the wrong impression.”

An imagine where you and David sleep together one drunken night and you regret it the next morning. 

Your POV

You don’t know why you did it. Maybe it was just the heat of the moment. Maybe it was the way the club was making you feel. But being there with David Dobrik, you two dancing together, laughing, his smile, how his lips looked irresistible it just kind of happened. You pulled him down and kissed him so hard that he thought you couldn’t breathe. The next thing you two knew was you were both in a cab, making out in the backseat, his hands roaming up and down your body.

You woke up the next morning next to David. You weren’t wearing anything except a thin white sheet and from the looks of it, he wasn’t wearing anything either. You let out a shaky breath as you sat up, holding the sheet against your bare chest. You ran a hand through your hair as you slowly got up. You didn’t want to wake David. 

How could you be so stupid? Sleeping with one of your best friends. And his ex-girlfriend was also one of your friends. You could tell this wasn’t going to end well if anybody else found out about this. You quickly got dressed and tiptoed out into the hallway. You hoped that nobody was here. You looked over your shoulder then back in front of you and let out a small gasp when you saw who it was.

“Hey Natalie,” you said scratching the side of your head. She had a coffee cup in her hand and was wearing athletic shorts and a sweatshirt. “I crashed here last night.”

“(Y/N), I know what happened. These walls aren’t so thin you know,” she said with a small smile on her lips. She started to walk past you and you tried to hide the redness that was growing on your cheeks. Before she left she turned back around. “but don’t worry, I’m not going to tell anyone. Just don’t hurt my best friend, please.”

*****

It’s been about three days. Three days where you only hung out with yourself, Carly and Erin and that was about it. You ignored every text and every call from David, Natalie, and Jason because you knew why they were calling. They were wondering why you weren’t calling and David was calling probably to know what the fuck happened between you two.

So here you were, laying on your living room couch, watching your favorite show, eating your favorite ice cream when the doorbell rang. You groaned as you looked towards the door. You didn’t want to move.

“Who are you and what do you want?” You yelled. There was no response. Rolling your eyes, you slowly got up and dragged your feet all the way to the door.

When you opened the door your eyes grew wide and you almost shut the door. It was David. You were not good with confrontation.

“Can we talk?” He asked his eyebrows furrowing together. You looked at him. His eyes were filled with concern and you didn’t want to send him away.

“Um, sure,” you said stepping to the side so he could walk in. You followed him to the couch and you made sure to sit a good distance away.

There were a few moments of silence. Neither one of you knowing what to say or do. David ran his hands through his hair and took a deep breath. 

“Why aren’t you talking to me? Why haven’t you stopped by and talked to me about what happened?” David said finally breaking the silence between the two of you. You looked over at him and saw that his eyes were filled with hurt and concern. 

“David, the other night shouldn’t have happened. We were both drunk and weren’t thinking clearly,” You tried to explain. 

“I wasn’t drunk. I had one beer. And from what I remembered you weren’t drunk either,” David said, confusion in his voice. 

“You are one of my best friends and I messed it up by kissing you when I knew that was a terrible thing to do and I regret it now,” You ranted as you stood up. You looked down at David and he was staring at the floor and you felt your heart sank. 

“(Y/N), I’ve liked you for so long. So so long. I can’t describe the way you make me feel. The way my heart speeds up when I’m with you,” He stood up and took a few steps towards me. “the way your body was pressed against mine when we were dancing, how soft your lips were against mine.” Your eyes traveled up his body as they locked with his. He had a small smirk on his lips as he kept taking steps towards you and you kept taking steps backward. Your back hit the wall and David was only a few inches away from you. 

“I don’t know what to say,” You said shrugging as you felt your eyes gloss over. And you really didn’t know what to say. Yeah sometimes your chest felt like it was going to explode when you were around him (but in a good way), you did like the way you caught his eyes sometimes when you said something funny, and how you loved the way his hands felt on your hip when you two danced. But you couldn’t like David. It would never work out. 

“I want you to tell me you feel the same way,” He whispered his hand cupping your cheek. His thumb slowly stroked your skin as his eyes searched yours. 

“I-I’m sorry I gave you the wrong impression,” you whispered as a tear slipped out of your eye. It almost broke your heart when you saw his eyes sink at your words. His hand dropped from your cheek.

“Can you do me a favor?” He asked as he slowly backed away from me like we were in high school and got our hearts broken for the first time. You couldn’t speak so you just nodded slowly. “don’t come over anymore. At least not for a while. Please don’t text me or call me. I love you. But you don’t feel the same way and I need time away from you.”

More tears slipped out of my eyes as I watched my best friend walk away. 

“David, please don’t leave,” You practically begged as you ran after him. You grabbed his arm and immediately put your hands on his cheeks. You stood on your tiptoes and brought his face down so his forehead was leaning against yours. 

“I’m sorry but I have to go,” He whispered his hands resting on your waist. 

“David, I lied, I do like you. I like you so fucking much. Please believe me,” You said running your hands through his hair. He shook his head and tried pulling away but you wouldn’t let him. So you crashed your lips on his. The kiss lasted for about five seconds, his hands gripping your waist and pulling you closer. 

Y/n did what Grayson asked and met him at his house. Grayson telling Ethan to step on the fucking gas after they raced out of the meeting.

It was some awkward silence in Grayson’s room for a while. Some small talk to break the ice and finally - it happens. There’s no massive argument or some dramatic declaration of “I was right and you were wrong”

“I’m so fucking sorry Y/n, for everything. Truly I never meant to hurt you and I never fucking meant anything I ever said.” Grayson’s spewing word vomit. Trying to get his point across as Y/n just stands there. She’s kinda feeling sick. Her chest tight but she’s convinced it’s because Grayson Dolan is actually apologetic and seems like he means it. You can see what happens after here.

But once Ethan’s retreating out of Grayson’s room - expecting a kick up the ass later for ruining Grayson’s moment, Grayson’s catching into how pale Y/n looks. He hasn’t seen her in a while but she’s never looked so off.

“Hey? You Good?” He asks, crawling into his bed and holding her in his muscular arms. The black shirt he wore right around his biceps.

“Uh, I’ve just been feeling abit sick recently— it’s nothing serious I just need to go home and sleep.”

“Stay with me?” Graysons quick to say as he pulls her down. She’s instantly snuggling into the side of the bed she’d normally slept on. Before any of this ever happened. Before Grayson accidentally broke her heart.

The heart that felt as if it was beating out of her chest yet she couldn’t catch her breath. But she brushed it off. Grayson getting up to grab his laptop before sitting up against the headboard. Y/n’s head gentle falling into his lap as Grayson threw his white throw over onto her legs. Opting to save the talk they still really needed to have for later. A few hours wouldn’t hurt?

They had time - Right? They could talk about everything later - Right?

A few hours pass, Y/n’s head in his lap while he sits in bed editing, Grayson’s been waiting for this one clip to load and he’s been rubbing his thumb over her wrist, and he suddenly? feels her pulse speed way up, thinking shes just dreaming, and then suddenly?

he cant feel it at all.

“Y/n?” Grayson softly shakes her, really not wanting to wake her to abruptly. “Hey? Y/n” okay he’s shaking her a little more now. But she doesn’t wake. Even Ethan would wake by now.

She’s not breathing.

“No, no fuck! no no no no—- E-ETHAN!”

She’s limp, eyes closed, looking so peaceful. The complete opposite of what Grayson is. A mess, panicking, watering eyes. His own heart rate sky rocketing with every second he couldn’t feel Y/n’s pulse. Could seeing her beautiful eyes.

“ETHAN CALL A FUCKING AMBULANCE!! Y/n fuck, no no no you can’t? Don’t fucking do this!”

He didn’t know.

—

something was up with david. he was being a bit distant, and not really speaking to you, and it kind of scared you. you and david had been together for almost 7 months, and you feel so many feelings towards him. you knew if you lost him, you’d be a wreck for a long time. 

you walk into david’s house, not greeting him as you walk by. you head into the bedroom and stare at yourself in the mirror, whispering and hyping yourself up so you could talk to him. you head into the living room, sitting on the couch near david. you take a minute before looking at him with tears in your eyes.

“do you not want to be with me anymore, david?” your voice was cracking as you spoke.

his head shut up. “what? why are you thinking like that?”

“because you’ve been so distant and haven’t been talking to me that much for the past week and not making eye contact and i don’t know what to do or think” you cry and david moves next to you. he held your face, his eyes glossing over.

“okay, i know i have. i just..” he sighs, dropping his hands and holding yours. “i.. i think i’m in love with you and i’m terrified. my last relationship, i fell in love and fell hard, and when she broke up with me, i never wanted to fall in love again. but you.. you showed me a different kind of love. but it still absolutely terrified me, and i didn’t know what to do and i just.. distanced myself. yes it wasn’t smart, but i’m no good at expressing how i’m feeling”

“well, i think you are because i just understand how you’re feeling” at this point, the both of you are crying. you hold his face, running your fingers through his hair. “you could’ve just spoken to me about it. how you’re feeling, and what you think of the future. i’ve known i’ve loved you for months, but i didn’t talk about it because i didn’t want to rush you”

“you’re just so perfect, you know that?” he sniffles and leans forward, kissing you softly. “and.. i love you. i’m in love with you. i can’t get enough of you”

“i’m in love with you too, and i love you more. i’m happy you talked to me, and you know you always can. i know there’s a lot going on in your head”

Request: Not really. 

Warning(s): Infant Death mention, Lil Crying, Giggly Toddler, Choked  up Ethan

Parts: One  Two 

–Flash Back–

Ethan paced back and forth in the living room his hand going to his hair where he tugged just a little. Anything to calm his mind. Y/N deserved to not be harassed or picked apart by their fans. She deserved to not be in some long distance relationship because they were choosing to go on an almost tour. 

This was going to be good for him and Grayson and Y/N always told him to do what was best for him so why did this feel like a mistake? She wouldn’t fight him if she thought he doing this for any other reason than that they weren’t working but could he really hurt her like that? 

His mind drifted back to the way fans had picked apart a friendship thinking it was a relationship and he shuddered. No, Y/N deserved better than that, they both did but he loved his fans and he loved making people happy with his content.  

Finally he stopped and stared at the door. She would be home any minute now and he’d have to come up with  good excuse for why they had to break up. Everytime he thought of stopping and maybe doing the long distance thing a flash of the way things went bad last time hit him making him solidify his choice. He heard the keys jingle behind the door and took a deep breath He schooled his face, This was best for both of them. when this was all over they’d be able to talk and maybe work something out right? 

-End Flashback-

The trio entered the hotel room, Y/N first with Grace clinging to her, her hands clutched to Y/N’s shoulder. Ethan took his time entering the room and closing the door. He motioned to the couches where Y/N took a seat then sat down Grace who seemed to look at everything in awe. Everything that little princess did seemed to fascinate Ethan in a way that nothing else did. 

“Where to begin?” Y/N whispered as she watched Grace try and shimmy her way off the couch. Ethan moved forward to assist only for Y/N to hold up her hand. Grace turned around, and easily slid to her feet only to smile in triumph at her mother which of course made Y/N laugh a little. 

“You little troublemaker.” Grace giggled and began to toddle around the room touching things here and there, pulling on some things and glancing over others. Y/N kept an eye on her and an ear out for Ethan. 

Ethan sat on the edge of the bed his hands going back to his hair. “I …” He stopped only to start back up. “ What do you mean don’t thank you yet?” He figured it was best to start there. 

Y/N sighed, “Grace had a twin. Hope was hidden and an complete surprise at birth but she had some health issues…” Y/N started strong but began to slowly lose the battle remembering how her second little girl struggled and fought but ultimately lost her battle. 

Ethan’s face fell and his mouth snapped shut His heart ached just knowing that Grace lost her other half  her best friend all before really getting the explore the world together. He couldn’t imagine his life without Gray. He watched as Y/N wiped her eyes glancing at Grace every once in a while who was curiously pushing buttons on the remote she’d found. 

His eyes fell back to Grace who seemed as happy and carefree as could be and he wondered what it would have been like to have been apart of her life from the beginning. “Does Grace have any…?” His voice cracked a little and he had to stop to clear his throat. 

“She’s allergic to pollen, and grass. The usual Hayfever allergies but none otherwise. I’ve had her tested. I’ve also been exposing her to different things just to be on the safe side.”  Y/N spoke softly now her eyes straying to Ethan momentarily. 

Ethan ran a hand through his hair then heaved a deep sigh. “It was never my intention to just abandon you Y/N. You have to know that.” His gaze was intense as he watched Y/N look away. 

“Ethan it doesn’t really matter. I just…I want..” She stopped her throat getting tight and vision blurring. She wanted him. She wanted the family they should have been but what about everything else? So much had changed. Could she trust that this would be good for everyone? 

“What if we just ease into things. You know? I spend a little time over with you and Grace every week. I maybe take her on the weekends. Maybe you and I can…talk.” 

It was obvious he wanted things back too but where did he want them? Did he only want them because of Grace? There were a series of knocks on the door that brought them out of their little conversation. Ethan shot a glare at the door, his brows furrowed.  He stood from the bed and moved towards the door. 

He glanced through the peephole and looked at Grayson and Emma who seemed to be talking in hushed tones. Ethan looked back at Y/N then Grace. They should have gone to her room instead. Grace toddled over toward Ethan curiously. Something she’d come to do even at home. She hit at the door as though imitating the noise making Ethan smile fondly at her. She really was his daughter. 

Grace looked up at him then hit on the door again. Ethan picked her up and opened the door. He watched as Surprise crossed both Grayson’s and Emma’s faces.  

Grace glanced back at Y/N, “Mommy.” She called making Y/N laugh a little. “You’re a little brat you know that?” Grace giggled softly as her little hands dropped the remote instead choosing to tug at Ethan’s hair. 

“E, maybe we should talk about this?” He tried while not taking his eyes off Grace who was getting quite comfortable in Ethan’s arms, something that didn’t miss either of their attention. 

Emma crossed her arms, concern flowering over her face. “I’m not saying she isn’t yours Ethan. I’m just saying maybe you should just be sure? I don’t exactly agree with everything Grayson has told me but…I’m sure there was other things that were going on that I don’t know about.” She pulled her chapstick out and began to apply some to her lips.

Ethan shook his head, “I’ll talk to you guys later. We really need to have this talk I don’t want to divide my attention right now. Grace deserves all of my attention.” 

At the sound her name she looked up and Emma gasped. The green and brown hues of Grace’s eyes matched those of Ethan and Grayson perfectly. “Wow.” She whispered making Grayson tense. 

Y/N stood from the couch and made her way to Ethan and Grace her hand ghosting over his hips as though wanting to hug him from behind. She could see that he’d been working out, see that he was changing. Did she know him anymore? Could she agree to spending time together during the week and allowing Grace to leave with him? 

“Fine. Later.” 

It was obvious in the way that Grayson spoke that he was angry but he was controlling himself for Grace’s sake. Emma stared a moment or two longer before she moved to follow Grayson. Ethan could feel Y/N’s warm ghosting over his back making his mind go blank. 

He turned to face her slowly and without even thinking about it he pulled both her close. He needed this because he knew that there was so much more he needed to know So much he just needed. 

“Yes Ethan…we’ll hang out and I can’t agree to the weekends yet. I just can’t but I promise I’ll work on it..for you and Grace..” 

“For you too..I …I miss you too and I want to be with you. I was just afraid Y/N. I was afraid that things would change with me gone. I was afraid of how my fans might react. Some would be angels but there are some that aren’t. That are jealous and angry and I couldn’t…” He choked up his chest feeling tight. 

“I could have handled that Ethan…but you didn’t give me the chance..I deserved.” Y/N said into his chest her arms going around him as Grace wrapped her arms around her mommy’s neck or the closest she could get to it. 

“I should have..and for not doing so I am so sorry. Im sorry I left you to deal with the pregnancy, the pain, just everything. I promise I’ll be here now no matter what.” He squeezed her tighter and she wanted to believe him she wanted to believe that things would be okay again but it would take time. 

“I understand Ethan…” 

“So give us another chance?” He asked and she could feel the way her hair got wet that he was crying. Was it guilt? Was it pain? Or was it just love? She didn’t know but she found herself pulling away from his chest. She leaned forward and kissed his lips gently something she’d missed more than breathing itself. 

“Show me who you are now and we’ll see…” She whispered making Ethan laugh a little. “I will..I promise…now lets get Grace some food. She’s getting cranky.” 

“How do you know?” Y/N asked. 

“Pretty sure she’s got some of my hair in her hand from pulling it so hard a few moments ago.” 

The pair laughed and embraced once more a bit more briefly. They loved each other still so may be things could get better and they could be together again.

Request: Will you do one where David and the reader just met and then fuck the same night barely knowing each other?

First smut ever so hopefully it’s good!

Request are still always open!

Part 1 Part 2 // Masterlist

It had been about a few weeks since Ethan moved to Los Angeles and he was having the best time of his life. It had finally felt like he made the right decision of moving across the country, away from his family. Away from you. It wasn’t easy leaving you behind as he remembered the tears forming in your eyes at the airport, but through FaceTime, text, late night calls, your letters… it had felt as if you were somehow right beside him every step of the way.

Somehow through his hectic schedule, he was finally able to unbox the last of his things. As he was pulled some clothes out of a box, he heard something fall to the ground with a small thud. Ethan put the clothes into the closet before turning and bending down to pick up the small object. It was a miniature stuffed turtle wearing a Santa hat. Ethan’s face instantly turned into a smile as he delicately held the stuffed animal in his large hand. Although it may seem ridiculous and childish to others to keep something that can be so easily replaced, this was something Ethan couldn’t let go of.

It wasn’t the stuffed animal that brought a smile to his face, but rather the memories that came with it. The memory of the day he met you. 

As he sat down on his bed, his eyes flickered to the stack of letters sitting on his nightstand. Ethan reached over and opened the letter: 

#3 Open When You Want To Take A Trip Down Memory Lane…

On the night of your birthday a few years ago/ the Christmas party Grayson threw, I honestly didn’t know what to expect. I had barely known the kid for a few days except for when we talked in English class and the next thing I know he’s inviting me over. He’s so odd sometimes I swear lol. And to be honest, I wasn’t really sure if I was going to go at all… But I’m so glad I did because I met you.

*flashback*

I was stood alone by the kitchen counter taking a sip of my drink, internally hating myself for going to a party with people I didn’t know, until you appeared beside me. 

“Y/N right?” Ethan said as he filled his cup with hot water to make some hot chocolate.

“Yeah. How’d you know?” You said with a sweet smile as you watched him mix his drink together.

“I’ve seen you a few times around school. I just didn’t know you were friends with Grayson.” 

“Actually he kind of just invited me out of the blue. I didn’t know we were friends either.” You chuckled slightly, trying to keep yourself from staring too much at Ethan.

“I’m Ethan by the way.” 

“I know.” You said way too quickly before laughing at yourself, “I mean who doesn’t.”

The truth was, you had seen Ethan around school as well. You knew his name, but then again so did everyone else. You just didn’t know he knew who you were. 

He was the cute boy you would see one day and somehow see everywhere else without even really looking. Ethan was just somehow there and now you were somewhere he didn’t expect to see you.

As the others began to gather around in the living room, Ethan took the opportunity to ask you, “Hey do you want to go somewhere more private?”

“Wow already trying to make moves on me Dolan? At least take me to dinner first.” You joked, making Ethan blush, something you later learned to love.

Ethan quickly realized how wrong that sounded. It wasn’t at all what he had meant. “I… I’m sorry I meant outside onto the porch. O-Only if you want to of course.”

“I would love to.” You said picking up the presents off the ground as you followed Ethan who was carrying two cups of hot cocoa.

The two of you sat and talked in the cold weather for what seemed to be hours while taking sips of your drinks to keep you warm, something you found yourself doing very often later on.

In the middle of it, the conversations died down as your attention was focused on the starry night. “It’s beautiful isn’t it?”

As you were too busy looking up at the sky, you didn’t notice Ethan staring at you. “Yeah… I’ve never seen anything more beautiful.” He said with a hushed voice.

Once the night came to an end, the two of you decided it was time to head back inside. But when you walked in, you had realized you were the only guest left.

“I am so sorry.” You said turning to Ethan, “I didn’t mean to stay so late.”

Ethan softly chuckled, “Y/N it’s okay, really. I’m really glad you came tonight.”

You smiled up at him as he returned the favor before the both of you heard, “Hey E! Mom wants you to help clean up!”, coming from Grayson.

“Oh hey Y/N. I didn’t know you were still here. Thanks so much for coming!” He said as he gave you a hug.

“Thanks for inviting me. I had a great time.” You said as the two of you separated. “And oh I almost forgot about your guys’ presents!”

“You got me I mean us something?” Ethan said beside you as you handed  them their bags, “You really didn’t have to.”

“Yeah you really didn’t, but thank you.” Grayson said as he accepted his gift, “I’m glad you had a good time. I’ll see you Monday?”

“Yeah I’ll see you Monday and thanks for inviting me.” You said as you waved bye to Grayson before he left to help clean up.

Ethan stayed behind and opened his gift to reveal a turtle with a Santa hat. The same one he would keep forever.

“I didn’t know what else to get you. Grayson mentioned it once that your favorite animal was a turtle, so I hope I did okay.” You said shyly.

He pulled you into an unexpected hug and said, “You did more than okay. Thank you I love it.”

The two of you pulled away and he asked, “Do you need a ride home?” Ethan didn’t want the night to end. He didn’t want to say goodbye just yet.

“No it’s okay. I drove myself. But thank you though.” You said as the two of you headed towards the door.

Ethan opened the door for you, wishing he could somehow make this night last, but he knew this wasn’t going to be the last time he saw you and he was right. “So I’ll see you later?”

“I’ll see you later. Goodnight Ethan.” You said walking towards your car.

“Goodnight Y/N.” He said watching you get into your car before you drove off.

Ethan shut the door and turned around to see his mom in the living room. 

“Who was that?” Lisa asked, noticing Ethan was smiling a bit brighter than usual.

“Y/N.”

“She’s pretty.” She said knowing that you were going to stay in her son’s life for a very long time.

“I know right?” Ethan smirked before joining her.

As you were getting into bed, your phone beside you lit up your dark room. Picking up the phone, you had realized the smile that never left your face grew even bigger when you got a text saying, 

“Thanks again for the turtle. He’s found a new home. I promise I’ll take good care of him. -Ethan :)” Then came a picture of the stuffed animal on a nightstand.

“You’re welcome:). Not to be rude or anything but how did you get my number?” You messaged back.

Almost immediately he replied, “I stole it from Grayson’s phone. I hope you don’t mind.”

You laughed at his message and said, “Not at all. Goodnight E.”

His heart jumped at the thought of you already calling him by a nick name, “Goodnight Y/N.”

*end of flashback*

Ethan looked over at the picture of the two of you last year holding the same stuffed turtle close to your guys’ faces and placed the stuffed animal right next to the picture frame and letters.

“Hey E. Do you wan-” Grayson began to say as he entered the doorway to Ethan’s room but stopped when he saw what was on his night stand, “You still have that after all these years?”

“Yeah why wouldn’t I?” Ethan said putting the letter back in its envelope.

“You’re not one to keep something for so long.” Grayson said sitting in Ethan’s chair by his desk.

“Yeah but…”

“But it’s because Y/N gave it to you, isn’t it?” Grayson said with a smirk forming on his face, “All I got was the pencil I let her borrow one day and never got back until that night.”

“Yeah… But it was also the night I met her.” 

The night that changed his life forever.

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A/N: based off of this song by the wombats:) and also sry if this is pretty shitty, I wrote it all in one go and didn’t bother proof reading bc it’s one of those kinda evenings ehehe

summary: you’re david’s second assistant and he has a biggg crush on you but you don’t realise so you’re always hooking up with guys to take your mind off of him.

warnings: angst, swearing, fluff

“Going out again, Y/N?” David asks with a slight hint of frustration in his voice as you come into the kitchen, heels on and makeup done up with your new black dress showing off more leg than necessary. 

brief summary: despite your protests of not wanting anything for your birthday, david goes ahead and gives you a gift he hopes you’ll never forget. however, your reaction isn’t what he was anticipating. 

word count: 2k requested: yesss - i combined two requests to form this. hope you both enjoy it!  warnings: some angst, but i promise it’s a fluffy ending

* I just wanna say my requests are closed for a while! I know you guys wanna send ideas in, but can you hold off for a week or so if that’s okay - just so I can catch up :) *

* masterlistin’ / masterlistin’ 2.0

(everything on my blog is my own writing. if it is shared on another page or website know it isn’t me. all rights reserved. - i have to start doing this as I had some shit on my other blog with plagiarism)

“Come on,” David whines as he leans across the bed, resting his head in his hands as he faces you with a childish grin on his face. “just tell me what you want already, I’m running out of time over here.”

You roll your eyes as you focus on him. “Dave, I told you I don’t want anything.” You repeat yourself, having told him explicitly that you don’t want any presents for your birthday, nothing extravagant, nothing expensive.

“Everyone always wants something for their birthday though, Y/n.” David states, glancing over to Jason and Erin as they sit on the beanbags.

Jason holds his hands up in defence. “Don’t get me involved in your stuff,” Jason huffs, remembering the last time he got involved and it didn’t end well in his favour.

“Not everyone wants a big thing or celebrate their birthday, Dave.” Erin explains as you nod along, thankful someone agrees with you.

“Thank you, and on that note, I’m going to get food. Anyone want anything?” You ask around, seeing everyone shake their heads as you exit the room, closing the door behind you.

Once the coast is clear, David’s smile grows as he focuses on two of his friends.

Erin exhales heavily, her shoulders falling forward. “What have you got planned, David?” She raises an eyebrow as David merely shrugs his shoulders.

“No idea what you mean.” He comments back, but his smile does not falter.

*

Covering your eyes with his hands, David cannot stop his giggle as you sigh. “Where are we going, Dave?” You groan under your breath as all of your friends follow, cameras at the ready.

“Just a little surprise, that’s all.” He shrugs his shoulder as you’re led outside into the front where everyone holds back their excitement. “You ready?”

“As I’ll ever be?” You say half-heartedly, hoping he’s not done something stupid.

David tears his hands from your eyes and watches as you adjust to the sunlight before focusing on a brand new Tesla. His smile remains bright as Natalie passes him the camera, focusing it on you.

“Happy birthday!” David yells as all of your friends applaud you, but you remain scarily quiet.

You step forward, keeping your hands together as you clench your jaw. David watches as you run your hands over the car before opening it and taking a seat inside.

Letting out a small sigh as you sit in the driver’s seat with your hands on the wheel, you contemplate how to go about doing this.

“Well?” David leans in, his smile bright like a child’s as he struggles to see the apprehension in your expression.

“I don’t know what to say,” You force the words from your lips as David walks over and sits in the passenger seat, shutting the doors so it’s just the two of you and his camera. “you really didn’t have to do this.” You mutter as you shift in the seat, turning to face him so your friends can’t see you talking.

Immediately, David can sense a shift in your mood as he reaches over and turns his camera off. “What’s wrong?” David questions, focusing on you as you keep your eyes lowered.

“I told you I didn’t want anything for my birthday, Dave.” You remind him, and David chuckles under his breath.

“But everyone says that, baby.” He responds, still smiling to himself as you can feel your annoyance rising inside of you. “Everyone wants something, and I thought I’d surprise you.” His grin begins to decrease as you lift your head up, revealing a watery gaze.

Outside of the car, Erin sighs under her breath. “I knew this would happen.” She states, glancing over to Jason who stands back, his chin resting in his palm. “Did you know he’d get her this?” 

Jason shakes his head in response. “He said he was going to take her for dinner,” Jason states. “never mentioned a new Tesla.” 

“Can’t complain about that, right?” Zane pitches in, ignoring the evident tone surrounding everyone. 

Back in the car, things are getting more heated between the two of you. “Y/n, I, this whole thing was planned!” David groans loudly, burying his head in his hands. “This was going to be my video for this weekend. SeatGeek is the reason we’re sat in this car and what? I just have to tell them my girlfriend doesn’t want a new car?!” His voice gets louder, and you shuffle toward the door as you blink back tears.

“David, I don’t love your money I love you!” You yell back, watching as he buries his fingers into his hair, gripping it tightly. “Why don’t you understand that?” 

Rising his head up, you focus as tears fill his eyes. “I’m scared of losing you. I just, I thought you’d want this. It’s a big video, it’ll be something we can look back on but, but I guess not.” He mutters under his breath, disappointment filling the car. 

“Don’t do this, Dave,” You speak up, reaching over only to have him shrug your hand off of his. “seriously?” You scoff, but he doesn’t react. “You know what, if you care about making my birthday a video, have it. Use whatever footage you’ve got. Thank SeatGeek on my behalf.” You tell him as you climb out of the car, forgetting everyone else is still watching. 

“Y/n,” Natalie speaks up, stepping forward. “come on, just come inside for a bit.” She tells you calmly, but you shake your head.

“I’m going home, Natalie.” You tell her quietly, wiping your eyes. 

“We’ll come over later, yeah?” She forces a small smile, only to see you shaking your head in response. 

“I’m going home, Natalie.” You reiterate your point, glancing back to see David stood beside the car now, no longer cowering away. “I’ll be back soon.” You give her a smile before taking your phone from your pocket and walking out of the driveway, not daring to look back. 

*

A few days had passed since your birthday surprise, and much to your amazement no video had been posted. There was no post, no explanation to fans. All you saw were questions and confusion as to why there had been nothing dedicated to you as David’s girlfriend. 

You curl back up in your bed of your parent’s house, watching as your dog stares at you with his big eyes. “Don’t you start,” You tell him as he whimpers to you. 

A quiet knock on your bedroom door catches your attention. “Honey?” Your Dad calls out, nudging the door ajar. “Someone’s here to see you.” He states, glancing over his shoulder before turning back to you. “You know a middle-aged man?”

Laughing under your breath, you nod as you sit upright. 

The door is opened as Jason walks in, giving you a soft smile. “Hey,” he speaks up.

“How’d you get here?” You question, looking as his eyes wander around your room noticing the framed photos of you and everyone. 

Jason takes a seat in your armchair, leaning back. “Natalie gave me your address,” He shrugs his shoulder. “she wanted someone to come check on you, make sure you’re doing alright.” 

“I’m fine.” You tell him, barely convincing yourself let alone him. “I mean, I will be.” You change your mind, glancing over to your phone that won’t stop flashing with notifications. “How’s David?” You ask the question that has been dying to be responded to ever since you woke up at home in your old bed, seeing he hadn’t been in touch.

Running his fingers through his hair, Jason exhales heavily. “He’s not doing great, but he’s just realising what’s happened.” 

You nod to yourself whilst Jason shuffles in the small armchair. 

“The thing is Y/n, I’ve known David for a few years now,” Jason starts and watches as you focus solely on him. You take a hold of a pillow and cuddle it close to your chest, resting your head to prevent your tired eyes from drooping. 

“And you guys are great friends, I know Jase,” You mutter and Jason merely nods. 

“But my point is that I know why he does the things he does.” Jason begins to explain, catching your interest. “the reason he gives such amazing gifts is to make people happy. It’s something no one could normally justify doing and I know he thought deep down it’d make you smile. That the fear he has of losing you might just fade into the background.” 

Sitting still, you process everything. “David is afraid of losing me?” You sit upright, throwing your pillow to one side. “Why would he even be worried about that?” 

Jason shrugs his shoulders. “He’s always worried that he’ll be left. I think that’s another reason why he wants to gift you things, to show just how much he loves you.” 

“Fuck.” You mumble, hiding your head in your hands as tears fill your eyes. “I’ve really fucked this up.” You state quietly, unaware of Jason shaking his head. 

“You’ve both just reacted differently.” He reminds you. “You’re both different people, and I think you just need to talk to him.” Jason rises to his feet, perching on the edge of your bed as you shuffle closer, feeling him bring you into a hug. “It’ll be alright, Y/n.” Jason tells you softly as you wipe your eyes. “Just talk to him, okay?” 

*

Arriving back into your house, you throw your keys onto the table as you walk in. 

A small sigh leaves your lips as you look around, wishing he could be there waiting for you like he normally can be. 

“Just, just call him.” You mutter to yourself as you take out your phone, shutting your eyes as you send the message and lock your phone, simply waiting for the door to open. 

Hours pass you by and the evening starts to draw in closer. You keep looking at the door at the slightest of sounds, waiting, wondering and wishing he could just turn up. That now he’d actually show up, that he could do this for you. 

Your eyes begin to droop as you reach for your phone, seeing no message. 

12am.

Unable to keep your eyes from closing you allow your body to cave in. You shuffle to lie down across your sofa. “Five minutes.” You mumble sleepily under your breath, taking a cushion and holding it close to your chest. 

Whilst you remain fast asleep, David pulls up outside of your house. He glances through his window, seeing one light in your front window. “You sure I should do this?” David questions to Jason who remains on the other end of the line. 

“She’s been waiting to see you, Dave.” Jason reminds him. “Just, just give it a chance.” 

Nodding to himself, David hangs up the line as he climbs out of his car and unlocks your front door quietly. “Y/n?” He whispers, hearing no response from you. 

He glances back to the front door, unsure whether to go back out and give in. But the sound of your murmurs catches his attention and he turns back to face the living room and heads inside to see you curled up, your hair covering your face. 

Kneeling down, he pushes your hair out of your eyes, smiling to himself at how beautiful you look. “Hi, baby.” He whispers, seeing you shuffle. “Come on,” He helps you into his arms, guiding you up the stairs as you remain in a dozed state.

Managing to help you to bed, David pulls your duvet over you as you snuggle back down. “David?” You whisper, opening your eyes to see him hovering beside you. Stretching your hand out, taking his and tugging him closer. “Please, stay?” You mutter and David complies.

He lies down beside you, pulling on the covers and curling up beside you. “I’m sorry, Y/n.” He mutters, but you shake your head.

Warnings: ANGST

It's been two weeks since she's been hooked to five different machines, each creating a sound many would find irritating, but Ethan found it soothing. For Ethan, that sound meant she was still alive, still breathing.

An aneurysm burst? Ethan didn't even know what a brain aneurysm is, neither of them knew she even had it. He always told her he'd protect her from harm, but how could he protect her from this? How could he protect from something nature had given her? How could he anticipate a ticking timebomb going off in her head? How could he anticipate finding her on the floor of their kitchen that night?

They took her off the ventilator five hours ago, saying they have to know if she can breathe on her own. They had to know if her brain was so damaged she couldn't live on her own.

Seeing she can, Ethan smiles with every breath she takes, with every rise and fall of her chest.

He's been stationed beside her bed in that sterile green gown they forced him to wear, gloves on his hands, a suffocating surgical mask on his face and a cover for his shoes and a cap for his head attached to him. He was an infectious risk for her, he knew that, but how can a man part with the woman of his dreams, the girl who breathes life into him every day?

It hurts not to be able to kiss her or to see her smile. It hurts being unable to hold her hand without latex barriers stealing the sensation of her touch from him. It tears him apart not to hear her voice or to look into her eyes that always have a softer, kinder look when they meet his.

"You know how much I love you, Y/N. You know I can't make it without you. You are my light, my source if happiness, my strength and dreams come true. Every dream I have, every plan for the future? You're the main focus. I'd be lost without you." Ethan sighs deeply, stopping once he chokes up just to calm his breathing. His eyes are filling with tears, his vision blurring and he knows that if she doesn't wake up he would never recover from it. He'd live because dying isn't as easy as one would think, but he'd be dying slowly and surely as time goes on, nothing could change the fact that his heart would go with her.

He wanted to say one more thing to her, but his phone rings and Ethan decides he can wait a moment later to tell her he was late that night because he bought her an engagement ring. Besides, it's their song playing as the ringtone. Ethan always wanted to hear that song to remind her of her, Hero by Enrique Iglesias.

Going outside the glass door, he answers the call.

"Yeah, I'm fine. She's, uh, not waking up yet but I feel like she will. She has to." Ethan tells his brother, glancing back at her unmoving body a few times. But then he sees it, her hand reaching out blindly, her eyes fluttering open, eyelids feeling so heavy but she's opening her eyes.

Without a word, Ethan rushed inside, all too happy with the faint smile on her chapped lips, ripping his mask off to talk to her.

"I love you." She whispers just as her lips fall into a flat line and her eyes roll back into her head.

Next thing Ethan knows, the soothing beeping changes into a flat line followed by an alarm. Doctors and nurses are storming inside and pushing him away. They're sticking needles into the love of his life, the sound of the defibrillator echoing in his ears.

He can't think straight, he can't even speak or cry. Ethan is frozen in his place, watching her slip away, the doctors stopping their efforts.

"Stop. She's gone. Time of death 11:23."

Every year on November 15th, no matter what is happening or where he is, Ethan stops. He feels his heart is bleeding still, pounding helplessly in its sorrow. The pain never goes away even as her image fades. She's always with him in his dreams, but he can't even remember her voice anymore. Sometimes he'd feel her perfume as he passes on the street, crying out loud as the memory of her hits him.

So, despite where Ethan is or what he is doing, on November 15th at 11:23, he places a hand on his chest and whispers:

"I love you too, babe. Always."

A/n: hi i finished this at three in the morning so if there’s typos and stuff come yell at me so I can fix it

It had been over a month since the break up when Grayson passed by the back door and heard Ethan on the with someone. When he heard who was on the other line he paused.

“But mom, what if… what if you only get one shot at love? What if she was the one and I blew it? What am I supposed to do?” Just from listening in Grayson knew his brother was close to tears.

Ethan never really wore his heart on his sleeve. He kept it hidden away because if no one can get close it meant he couldn’t get hurt. But he let you in and it hurt more than ever now that you were gone.

All the times he made fun of Grayson for thinking every girl he talked to was his soulmate, he finally got it. You were his and he could feel it.

For the first time in his life, he felt what he could only begin to describe as anger and hate towards his brother. Grayson was supposed to be his best friend, his biggest supporter, the person he could trust with anything and everything. But Grayson was the reason you left. Because he couldn’t at least be civil to girl he cared about with his whole heart.

Grayson couldn’t hear what their mom said to him, but Ethan hung up with a sigh. He knew he had to talk to you but there was a problem with that.

Grayson really didn’t know anything about you. He had no idea where you lived, where you worked, what your number was, he didn’t even really know your last name. Every time his brother would talk about you he pretty much tuned it out. The only thing he really knew was that you often liked to walk home after work because you said it gave you time to just think.

The only reason he knew this was because Ethan would often express his worry about you walking home alone at night and it’s something Grayson would never admit to worrying about too. He knew he would have to go through Ethan’s phone to at least find your number or anything that would help him talk to you.

It was a few days later after he heard the phone call when he had an idea.

“Hey do you mind if I use your computer really quick? Mines updating right now,” he knew Ethan’s contacts were synced up through the cloud so it should be easy for him to get your number.

“Can’t you just use your phone?” Ethan really hasn’t been in the mood to talk to his brother lately.

“No, now come on, please?”

“Fine.”

Grayson went in and saw that his brothers computer was already on. He quickly went through and found your number, glad Ethan hadn’t deleted it.

He also saw the internet tab was already open, just minimized so he opened it and saw another tab was open as well. He was a curious person by nature so he clicked on it, not knowing he was about to see something he never wanted to see.

Ethan was looking at houses for sale nearby. And by the looks of it, he found one.

Grayson couldn’t believe it. His brother was planning on moving and he never even mentioned it. What happened to their plans of getting houses on the same land together? Why would he be leaving?

“What the fuck are you doing?” Ethan walked and saw what his brother was looking at and quickly closed the tab.

“Me? What the fuck are you doing? You’re looking at houses Ethan! You’re just gonna leave and not say anything? Why do you even want to leave?”

“After everything, I think I just need my own space. Somewhere where I can bring someone over without you throwing a fit over it. We’re going to have to separate eventually Grayson, might as well get it over with.”

“Yeah, eventually! When we have wives and families! Not now!”

“How am I supposed to have a wife when you chased away the girl I care about huh? Can’t have a wife if I don’t have a girlfriend dumbass. So yeah, I think it’s time we separate.” Ethan really didn’t want to have this conversation.

“Ethan- no. Look I’m sorry, but please man… just don’t.” Grayson didn’t like how he had less time with his brother with you around but now he would so gladly take that over his big brother completely leaving him.

“It’s already done. You say you’re the responsible one out of the two of us. So grow up and accept it. It should be about another week while everything goes through then I’m gone. Now get out of my room.”

Grayson quietly got up and left the room. He knew he fucked up. He knew since he heard you two broke up but now knowing he fucked up to the point where his own brother didn’t want to live with him anymore hurt in a way he didn’t think was possible.

What he didn’t know was the full reason why Ethan wanted to leave. Yes, they were going to split up eventually but Ethan couldn’t be in that house anymore. Everywhere he went, it was like he saw your ghost.

Every time he walked into his room and saw the pink wall he just thought of how you teased him the first time you saw it and asked if he was planning on having a baby girl already. Every time he walked into the kitchen he saw you sitting on the counter because you couldn’t cook for shit but you were there for moral and emotional support. He saw you passed out on the couch taking a nap.

But he also saw you on that same couch with tears in your eyes saying you two needed to break up. Every time he walked into the house he remembered it as the spot where you two kissed goodbye for the last time.

Something Ethan never mentioned to anyone was just how committed to you he really was. You had been dating for ten months and he knew you were the one. You had put up with Graysons attitude that whole time and never made a big deal about it.

He had even started looking at engagement rings.

Maybe he was going too far too fast but he just knew you were it for him since the very beginning. So yeah, he had to get out of this house.

While Grayson was still trying to process everything, me knew he had to call you. He was even more surprised when you answered right away.

“Grayson? Is everything okay?” You had his number saved because you wanted to have it Incase there was ever an emergency while you and Ethan were together.

“Um actually I was hoping we could talk?” He didn’t know how you knew it was him calling but that wasn’t important right now.

“Grayson, I tried talking to you. It never goes well.”

“Please, just hear me out. After that I won’t bother you, but please?” He didn’t care if he had to beg you at this point.

“Fine. Meet me after work.” You told him where and when and he said he’d be there.

A few hours later you surprised him when you walked up to his car and tapped on his window. You could recognize his douchebag car anywhere. He unlocked the car and you got in the passenger side.

“So?” While before you had done everything to stay in Graysons good graces, you didn’t really care anymore. He got what he wanted. You were out of his and Ethan’s life. He’s taken enough from you.

“Y/n I’m sorry for how I was around you. I never gave you a chance and I know how shitty I was to you. Especially the last time we talked. But I can try and explain to you why.” He went on to tell you about how he was just scared of losing his brother even though rationally he knew that wasn’t happening. He also noticed you had lost a bit of weight and your eyes weren’t as bright as he remembered them being.

While he explained everything, while you didn’t agree, you could see where he was coming from. You knew going into the relationship that they were inseparable but there were other ways that Grayson could have expressed he wanted to spend more time with his brother.

So when he told you that Ethan bought another house and was planning on moving out, you couldn’t believe it. You had broken both of your hearts to keep the peace between them but it seems the pain was for nothing.

“No. Why didn’t you talk him out of it?”

“I tried but it was already too late by the time I found out. Please come back. And not just because of this but because I know he’s hurting. He has been since the night you left. And I can see you are too. If he still wants to leave, fine but I want him to at least be happy.” He could learn to be okay with his brother gone. But knowing his brother would be gone and possibly hate him was something he couldn’t live without at least trying to fix what he ruined.

Looking back on it, he should have seen how good you two were together. You both worked like a machine together, two pieces working in perfect harmony. You would support Ethan’s crazy adventures and he helped pull you out of your shell. But when Ethan went too far, you were there to keep him grounded. And now both of you were falling because of him.

“Is he home?” You asked after some thinking. You didn’t know if he would even want to see you but you knew you definitely wanted to see him.

“Yeah, he said he was going to start packing…” Grayson hated that sentence even coming out of his mouth.

“Well lets go then.”

A short drive later you found yourself sitting in the parked car outside the house. You didn’t think you would be this nervous about going in.

“Do you mind if I go first? Just to talk to him alone?” You asked Grayson quietly.

“Go ahead.” You got out of the car and went up to the door. You remembered the key code but you weren’t sure about just walking in so you knocked on the door. You could hear music coming from inside so you assumed he just couldn’t hear you. As you were about to knock even louder, it seems Grayson had a different solution.

Ethan was laying on his bed and taking a break from packing a few things when he heard an obnoxious honk coming from outside and he knew just from the sound it was Graysons car. Annoyed, he got up and went to the door but stopped when he saw you through the glass and he hesitantly opened the door.

“Hey E,” you smiled up at him.

“Y/n…” he immediately pulled you into a hug and wrapped his arms around you. It felt amazing to be back in those arms you missed so much but he was slowly crushing you.

“Killing me here,” you gently tapped his back so he would loosen up. “Let’s go inside yeah?”

The two of you sat down on the couch, right back where everything came apart the last time you were here, and you both just sat there not really knowing what to say.

“So Grayson called me and we talked.” Ethan raised his brows at that, knowing how his brother felt about you. “I know, I was surprised too. But he told me why he did what he did. It was a shitty excuse but I get it. He didn’t want to lose his big brother. But he also told me that’s what’s happening isn’t it?”

“And don’t give me that cop out excuse of saying it was going to happen eventually. Why are you pushing for it so fast?” You took his face in one of your hands and brushed your thumb over his cheek. He closed his eyes and leaned into your touch.

“I can’t be in this house anymore without you here. Everything reminds me of you and I just can’t Y/n.” He said it so quietly it was hard to hear.

“Can we try again? And not just because of all of this mess. Ethan, we were good together. I can work on things with Grayson, but please give us another chance?” You never wanted any of it to end but when it did you knew it was the worst mistake of your life.

“Yes,” He pulled your face to his and brought your lips together. He couldn’t even explain how much he missed you. How much he missed this.

He moved you so you were now straddling his lap, lips still connected. He kept his grip on you firm but gentle, scared that if he let go and opened his eyes you would be gone and this was all a dream.

“Are you guys done yet? It’s fucking cold out here,” The moment was interrupted by Grayson pounding on the front door. You two broke apart to see him standing outside and remembered that it was a somewhat cold night for California standards.

“Yeah get in here Gray,” Ethan waved him in while you got off his lap.

“So… are we okay?” Grayson asked his brother.

“We’re okay. But bro, if you ever pull some shit like that again I’m gone,” he warned him.

“I know, I know. Don’t worry,” he looked over to you. “Y/n, are we good?”

“We’re good. Just don’t be an asshole and we’ll be good.” Ethan couldn’t help but laugh at how more blunt you were being with his brother. Before you would tiptoe around him but now you were fully standing up for yourself and not taking his shit anymore. He was proud of you.

“Come on, get in here,” you opened up your arms to give him a hug. As you wrapped your arms around him you couldn’t help but realize this was the first time you two had ever hugged and felt your eyes water a bit.

“Wait, what’s wrong?” Grayson asked when he pulled away and saw the tears about to fall.

“Nothing, just… were finally all okay.” You smiled and felt Ethan wrap an arm around you. He let you go before and there was no way he was letting that happen again. He had everything he ever wanted in front of him and he wasn’t going to lose it this time.

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The first time Ethan introduced you to Grayson was about a week into dating him. Right from the beginning you felt something was… off with the two of you. Grayson seemed put off by your mere presence but maybe he was just having a bad day.

Only it wasn’t a bad day. The longer you and Ethan dated it became more obvious that his brother couldn’t stand you. You’d come over and if Ethan asked Grayson to let you in, he made a big deal about showing how annoyed he was. Every time you would try and start up a conversation with him he’d shut you down and leave the room.

You didn’t know what to do. You knew how important he was to Ethan and you could feel yourself coming between them. Grayson would say something shady and slightly offensive and Ethan would go to defend you which ended up in an argument between the two.

You didn’t understand why Grayson didn’t like you so much. You had never done anything wrong, as far as you knew, to give him a reason not to like you. It’s not like you keyed his cars and wrecked his house or anything.

Ethan had gone out on a snack run, leaving you and Grayson alone in the house together. You two sat awkwardly in the living room together. Should you go to wait for Ethan to come back in his room? Should you try and talk to the man that slightly intimidated you?

“Grayson,” you made sure to use his full name, remembering how the one time you called him Gray and he looked at you in a way that scared you.

“What?”

“How come you won’t let me in? I’m not saying we need to be best friends if that’s not what you want, but can’t we at least be civil to each other?” You questioned softly, watching your tone carefully.

“Have you ever considered that I just don’t like you?” He said it so bluntly.

“No…” You had thought he must have had a reason not to like you, but you didn’t plan on that reason being just because he didn’t like you.

“Well consider it.” He turned away and went back to watching the TV in front of him.

“I’m back,” Ethan walked in carrying a bag of snacks, handing you the one with your favorite candy.

“Thanks.” You weren’t in the mood for a movie night anymore. To be honest, you weren’t in the mood to be in that house right now either. Now knowing how his brother felt, you felt like you were intruding especially since you knew you weren’t wanted around.

“Hey, I’m gonna go to bed actually. My heads starting to hurt a bit,” you got off the couch and noticed Grayson shoot you a quick glance.

“Okay I’ll be there in a bit,” Ethan said to you.

“No, no, stay here and finish the movie with your brother. I know you’re not tired and you’ve really been wanting to see it.” Truth was you had been waiting months to see that movie, but you would rather watch it at home alone that be in that room anymore.

You went off to Ethan’s room and laid in bed and after thinking about things, you knew what you had to do no matter how much it was going to hurt.

The following days you stopped coming around as often. You made the excuse that you weren’t feeling well or that you were busy but you were slowly trying to put space between you two. You wouldn’t reply to texts as fast and would hardly answer calls from him.

What you didn’t know was that while you and Ethan were both suffering, Grayson was delighted to have his brother back. Ever since you came around he hardly got to spend time with him. And the time he would spend with him, all Ethan would talk about was how amazing you were. And it annoyed him to no end. It’s like he never stopped hearing about you.

Being completely honest, it’s not that Grayson didn’t like you. He thought you were nice and kind, and someone who made his brother happy but he couldn’t help but see you as the person taking his big brother away from him.

So once you stopped coming around, Ethan didn’t want to talk about you anymore. You’re name wasn’t brought up. And while Grayson enjoyed finally getting a break from you, he couldn’t help but notice how his brother was hurting. He couldn’t pretend he didn’t see the sadness in Ethan’s face when you wouldn’t answer his calls after days.

But then Ethan said you were coming over later that night and Gray figured everything was going to be okay between you two. He figured he could try and be nice to you when you were clearly trying so hard.

If only he knew the damage had already been done.

When you came over, it wasn’t to spend time with either of them. It was to finally call it off.

Ethan opened up the door and immediately pulled you into his arms and started to lead you back to his room when you stopped him.

“Can we talk?” He followed you into the living room.

“Ethan, I-“ you took a breath. “I can’t do this anymore.”

“Y/n what? What are you talking about?”

“Ethan, I love you so much but I can’t come between you and your brother. I won’t do that. I know how close you two are and how important he is to you and I won’t be what comes between you.” Your heart was breaking with every word that left your mouth. This was the last thing you wanted to do.

“Don’t worry about Grayson, I don’t care what he thinks about us.”

“But you do. I can see how uncomfortable you get when we’re in a room together. You two fight so much when I’m around and it’s because of me. And I know he doesn’t like me, he even told me to my face the other day. It’ll be better for you two if I just go.”

As much as Ethan wanted to say you were wrong, he knew there was truth in what you were saying. Things between him and Gray were tense when you were around but that didn’t mean he wanted you out his life. You were worth fighting for.

“Never think for a minute that I didn’t care about you okay? I love you so much but I have to let you go.” Ethan wiped off the tears from your cheek with his thumb.

“I guess you already decided this. Please Y/n, we can fix this-“

“You can’t fix what isn’t broken. We just didn’t work.” You said with a sad smile.

“Can I kiss you? Just one more time?” When you nodded he pulled you in and pressed his lips to yours gently, both of you knowing it was goodbye. You separated and you both wiped off the tears from your face.

“Goodbye, Ethan.” With one last sorrowful smile, you walked out and closed the door behind you.

Ethan rounded the corner and ran into Grayson who heard everything from his spot.

“Ethan, I’ll talk to her and I’ll fix this I promise.” He never wanted to see his brother hurt like this. He was surprised to find himself being shoved into the wall by Ethan.

“Don’t. Don’t ever talk about or mention her to me again.”

Ethan went to his room, leaving Grayson wondering how he could have fucked over the person who he cares about most.

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