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could i plug this playlist anymore tho, lol sorry for being so ia

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I WATCHED tHAT SHES KINDA HOT VIDEO FOR HOURS DONT GET ME STARTED

“how to annoy the 5sosfam” by 5sos

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ITS YA GAL AND SHES BACK

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Wow I’m crhin

Bub [E.D]

Summary: Heartbreak and complications following the twin’s second world tour. Inspiration credits to this beautiful edit.

Words: 3k

Warnings: Ummmm pain :)

A/N: Can I stop having dreams about Ethan (literally 2 in a row atm) and seeing cute ass edits of him? I love the twins equally but ahem I HAVE A LANE 🗣🗣 Anyway here’s this sad cliche shit in the form of a timeline kinda idk

2018. It was a big year. You knew that right away after the boys announced their second world tour for the next 4OU installment on New Years. According to them, it was going to be bigger and better, and of course it was. As well as incredibly successful.

You and Ethan had been together since early 2017 after messaging each other and hanging out with mutual friends, having your ups and downs yet staying together in the end because of the connection you two had. Everyone, including Grayson, felt like you were absolutely perfect for each other.

However, seeing as you weren’t there for the first 4OU tour, you didn’t realize the complications that were going to come with this one. The twins were only growing, and things were getting crazier everyday. But Ethan was going on tour, a whole 8 months, away from you. It was hard enough for him to do TRL each week where he had to be flying in and out of LA. You knew it was his job, and even tried to follow along with him at one point, but it became too tired too fast. You also became pretty sad for no reason, enough that you felt like it was much better to call it quits.

Ethan’s love just stopped you. Every damn time.

Before the 1st show, you took the twins to the airport. Grayson stood back after saying goodbye to you and let you two have your moment after you got through the fans waiting to see them. Ethan held your hands, and they were a lot larger than yours, comforting and secure. He didn’t want to have you there to say goodbye, but he also wanted you to be the last thing he saw before flying off. It had been a tough one for him.

“This is it,” he’d said, looking down and intertwining your fingers together. It was quiet between you two, until he continued. “I’m gonna miss you so much, bub.”

You had bitten down hard on your lip after thinking too much, after he said ‘bub’ - a name that he chose to call you because he thought he’d be original. You loved it, though. That messy head of soft hair that you loved to run your hands through, those sweet puckered lips, and those eyes that you’d miss the most from him, were hurting you and you wanted to cry. You didn’t, and you surprised yourself with that.

We need a break.

It was hard to decide that, but you knew it was for the better.

You wanted to tell him when he stood in front of you. You didn’t actually want to do it, you cared about him too much, but you didn’t think you could do it once he was out of your sight. You didn’t think you could make it to the end of it all, only to have him leave you over and over and over again for more TV and exposure. You really thought you could handle it, until reality had hit you at the announcement.

It was for the better.

You adored Ethan and his career, his passion for it and his sincerity, but it came along to you and it was just so much in your hands. You had to admit, it would’ve probably been a whole lot better if he was normal. If he had a normal life, if he wasn’t bothered every minute, if he wasn’t so well-known around the world; if he was just a random boy with no fame and a dream of training dolphins.

Maybe you were also a bit insecure, that out of all the beautiful people in the fandom, you’d get forgotten somewhere in there. You’d be like the person that won barricade at a show, only to be pushed back before the first song even started.

“Have a great time, and be happy,” was all you’d said, feeling your heart pummel at the sight of his smile. “Be happy for me.”

By the 5th show, you were starting to feel an empty gap somewhere inside of you. You pretended that you were fine and spent the day facetiming him, even as he was busy getting ready and had to leave his phone on the ground to charge where you were basically facetiming with his feet.

“Nice feet, Dolan,” you had teased him. “Beautiful.”

Ethan had suddenly thrown his body down to the ground as if he were doing push-ups, putting his face right in front of his phone and kissing the screen. Although you had somewhat of a straight face, it made your heart leap. “Knew you had a foot fetish, babe.”

You scoffed. “Me? You literally take snapchats of your feet everyday–”

His brows knitted. “No, I don’t!”

“And I have a fetish–? Yes, you do. They’re even on my snapchat!”

“I don’t have a foot fetish!”

“And you didn’t speak to me in a baby voice that one time,” you had said, using a baby voice as you pouted, catching him off guard. “Clearly a lie…”

He looked away, his cheekbones rising as he tried not to blush. “Stop, we don’t speak of that. It never happened, wasn’t me.”

“Yes it did,” you had continued using the baby voice, loving the way he was embarrassed and beet red at the memory.

“Ha! I knew it!”

I covered my mouth at hearing Grayson’s voice not too far off.

“Grayson?” Ethan asked, starting to get back up.

“I knew you freakin’ did that, I wasn’t making shit up. Thanks Y/N!” You could hear the teasing in Grayson’s voice, and continued to giggle as he playfully mocked Ethan. When Ethan grabbed his phone to pick it back up from the ground, you could see him trying to move away from his twin brother’s kisses.

“Ew, get the f– bye, bub, I’ll talk soon. You’re gonna get it when I see you– Grayson, I swear–”

The smile left immediately when you couldn’t see Ethan’s face anymore.

By the 10th show, you were slowly starting to lose your energy.

You didn’t know what to do, too many things made you miss him, and when it came to speaking to him - you felt yourself draining even further.

“Ethan? E–” You grumbled under your breath when all you could hear was the screaming fans, and not his deep sultry voice.

That was all you’d wanted; a sweet conversation after such a terrible day. But he wasn’t even able to do it.

“Yeah, hey, sorry. It’s getting wild out here, I’ll try to talk later.”

“Okay…” You’d barely whispered.

“Wait. I forgot time-zones right now, um, no worries, I’ll put an alarm and call you when it’s daytime there if you’re–”

“It’s fine, Ethan,” you’d nearly snapped.

Pause. “Are you okay?”

A fake chuckle left you. “Yes, sorry. Missing you, is all. I didn’t mean to…”

“Missing you too, bub. A lot.”

By the 20th show, you felt as if you couldn’t do it anymore. You felt so alone, and hated the fact that you couldn’t do anything without thinking about Ethan.

You knew you had to text him, even if that was the worst possible way to do it. But he needed to know that when he came back, you weren’t going to be there anymore. It was a tough decision, but you had decided to start back up on college after dropping out long ago - and it wasn’t going to be back in LA. You had always thought that college wasn’t a necessity, I mean look at these two boys, but when it came to you; you felt as if you had no talent. Maybe you could help animals like you always wanted to. Maybe you could be the one training dolphins.

But you grew scared and had decided to call Gray, not knowing that it was an even worse plan.

“Y/N?”

Your voice was already shaking. “H-hi Gray…”

You could hear some shifting come through his line, and tried to remember where they were and what the time-zone was. It was probably really late since the sun was still bright and out where you were. “Hey… you alright?”

You were pacing your room, already wanting to cry. “Y– no. No, I’m not. I’m not okay.”

“I could get E for you, he’s sleeping but if it’s an emergency–”

“No, no, please don’t.” A tear had escaped.

“What’s up, Y/N, you’re scaring me.”

Taking a deep breath as best as you could, you tried to gain back your composure. This was it.

“This is going to be the shittiest thing I’ve ever done in my life…”

“Y/N… what?” You knew Grayson was becoming impatient and even more worried. He cared for you as much as Ethan did.

Your lips had started curving as tears finally fell quick, voice cracking. “I wanted to do this the day you guys left. But I couldn’t, and it’s killing me inside.”

"Y/N–”

“I need you to break up with Ethan for me.”

Grayson had grown quiet as your words flew past your dry lips. “What– what the hell, Y/N?”

“Grayson–”

“Did I hear you right? Did I actually hear you right.” He sounded angry, and you knew angry Grayson was no good. You never wanted to be on his bad side knowing how protective he was of his brother.

“Just do it, I can’t… I can’t do it anymore. Not right now.”

“This is going to ruin him, do you not have a heart?”

“I…” You had grown speechless. He was right. He was right, he was fucking right. How could Ethan go through with the rest of tour, that was made for his fans and the people that made him who he was, knowing that you couldn’t be with him anymore?

“That’s what I thought. Bye, Y/N. If this is the way you want to end things, then don’t try to talk to us again once you realize how much you’re fucking up.”

By the 25th show, Ethan had found out the news too soon.

Grayson thought he could hide it from him until the end of tour, but Ethan would try to contact you later and none of that would work out. On a day off while in London, Ethan tried and tried to call and message you. No responses ever came through, and he thought you were busy with the small retail job you’d just gotten. However that wasn’t the case.

“You’re joking, man. This is a prank,” Ethan had thought. “Look, I know we’re dry out of ideas right now but–”

“I’m not pranking you, she told me.”

Ethan had tried to read his brother’s expression, and although he was good at acting, he knew Grayson would not joke around about something so serious. So with a pale face, he went to reach for his phone, when his twin brother got to it first.

“You want to find out, go ahead. But take my advice, she’s not even worth the call or text. It was a shitty thing to do.”

To say it hurt Ethan was an understatement. It wrecked him. And worst part of all, he had to make Tuesday videos pretending to be fine, and he had to stand in front of thousands of fans, faking happiness.

That beautiful smile stayed on Ethan Dolan’s face no matter the cause.

He was sad, but then he grew mad. You had known how difficult everything was for him; after everything he’d been through, yet you had the nerve to…

You knew it was for the better not to call him, but you had to hear his voice.

Surprisingly, he had answered, but via text when you’d asked how he was. It was better than nothing.

How am I? How the fuck do you think? That was what you expected, and not a one word answer.

E💜: Fine.

You had swallowed a lump, feeling your heart clench.

You: Tour looks fun. I’ve seen the pictures and you guys put a lot of work into it

He didn’t reply quick enough, and you worried.

You: I’m sorry

E: What did I do?

There it was.

You: Nothing…

Stupid, you’d thought.

E💜: I gotta go.

You had frozen up. You’d barely spoken.

You: Oh… really?

E💜: Yeah. Don’t know why you bothered when I’m busy.

You: Ethan…

He didn’t reply back after that, at all.

Little had you known, that he had broken down directly after he’d shut his phone off.

Then minutes later, you got a notification from his recent tweet.

@EthanDolan: be happy.

By the 30th show, things were truly starting to give you a slap in the face. You had decided to scroll through social media, which was what you often did to follow up on what Ethan was doing. You had no right, but you needed to see his face any way that you could.

You followed plenty of Dolan Twin fan accounts, the ones who didn’t just want you for a notice or for a follow from the boys, so of course you were bound to see plenty of new pictures and tweets as you practically ghost tweeted and tried hard not to accidentally like something.

@Fanusername1: look at ethan 😭 [picture attached]

@Fanusername2: he hugged me SO hard im ???? [picture attached]

@Fanusername3: everyone keeps saying ethan hugged them all like super tight and that hurts my heart i love him so much

@fanusername4: idk if its just me but ethan looks kinda off… im worried.

@fanusername5 replying to @fanusername4: same

You scrolled through some more and each picture of Ethan made your heart break even further. He did look off in some photos, some where he probably hadn’t noticed a camera. In the official Meet & Greet pictures, he of course had the biggest smile - and it hurt you to see how fake it was.

He loved his fans, obviously, but he was hurting inside and it had always been difficult for him to open up. You couldn’t forgive yourself.

You went under your name out of habit, and sure enough you found some things that twisted your stomach.

@Fanusername6: has anyone heard from y/n? what if she hurt him

@Fanusername7: y/n that fucking bitch

And it was enough.

You had locked your phone and placed it faced down on the bed, brushing your hair back as tears started coming.

Meanwhile, Ethan had gotten done with the show, leaning back against a van at an empty lot with his head in his hands and burning tears in his eyes.

By the 50th show, back in the states and back near the TRL set up, you had made another risky decision.

You didn’t know what gave you the courage to go back there, everything was spinning and you were a terrible decision maker, a heartbreaker, and you weren’t allowed to do this.

But there you stood, right in front of him, after Kyle had granted you entrance through the back parking lot, obviously unaware of the drama going on.

Ethan took a look at you, and instead of greeting you like you would have expected, with a big tight hug and telling you how much he missed you and begging for forgiveness even though he did nothing, he really had the audacity to walk past you like you were some stranger. It hurt. You did not go see him to have him act this way; but was he allowed? Of course. He was in pain. Pain you had caused.

“Ethan, stop ignoring me.”

Ethan was squinting his eyes due to the sun, but the frown was almost permanent on his face either way. “I’m not ignoring you. I got a show soon.”

“I came here to see you, can I see you?”

He turned to face you, still walking backwards, and faked a smile. “There. Happy, princess?”

Your temple hurt with holding back tears. “Don’t be an ass.”

He laughed and stopped walking, his back still to you. “It’s not nice, is it?”

He started walking again, but you were determined. The back of your mind was telling you to just go home, but instead, you had gone to grip his purple silky jacket.

“E–”

“Okay quit trying to turn this on me, you broke up with me through my brother,” he had said as soon as he was able to turn around, and you noticed the bags under his eyes that were probably going to be covered up by a good amount of makeup soon. “Not even a phone call, an explanation, I tried multiple times to contact you. What did I get? A how are you, like you didn’t do what you caused. I fucking wanted to cancel just to go see you because it was so sudden. Okay?”

Even if you flinched, you let him yell.

Until he’d sighed.

“So I’m going to ask again; what did I do?”

“Nothing–”

“Oh bullshit. You know what has happened with my past relationships, for fuck sake, you actually responded to me when I was being a weird ass and sent a bunch of hearts. Grayson DM’d you and girls usually go to him, but you came to me. Who the hell does that?“

You couldn’t take it. You had cradled his face, and you could feel him trying to move away, but you kept him in place. “Ethan… you’re this amazing, famous guy, and I can’t deal with that. I wish I could, I wish I wasn’t a coward.”

“You know I’d wait for you, I’d make it work.” His next words had left you thinking, “Why can’t you?”

He got a call directly after that from Grayson, saying that the show was about to start.

By the 60th show, you were slowly starting to hate yourself.

You had thought you couldn’t do this with him, but without him?

By the 70th show, you slowly started receiving Ethan’s snapchats again, weirdly. His sister was even nice enough to record a few parts of the show for you from backstage.

He knew he cared too much, and even if it would destroy him - he was not giving up.

By the 80th show, you had started to FaceTime him again until you fell asleep, only to realize the next morning that it never happened. It had been a dream.

Him saying you two should try again, had been a dream.

But you still didn’t give up.

By the 100th show, you had gotten notification after notification. Your phone was practically blowing up, lagging, and glitching, but you were determined to find out what the hell was going on.

Had something happened to Ethan?

What you saw instead was indescribable according to the emotions you were feeling. It was at their last show, but instead of their background saying 4OU2 like usual - it read I LOVE YOU. People probably thought it was for you, but you knew it was meant for them.

However, the picture had you tagged in it.

@ethandolan: I don’t think u understand how much I still love you bub

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#5 Christmas Spirit

Ethan - “Oh Ethan! Look at this one!” 

Just like a kid waking up for Christmas morning, you sprinted over to the tree and began jumping up and down. “Wow, this is the first time I’ve ever seen you this excited.” Ethan said, taking a sip of his coffee and waltzing over to you. 

“Christmas gets me so excited, I’m sorry. Plus this is our second Christmas together and we finally get to decorate our own apartment.” Ethan gave you a nod, beginning to inspect the tree. A little over four months ago, you and Ethan found the perfect condo in L.A and it had an amazing offer the two of you couldn’t refuse. You had the place pretty much ready for the holidays, except for the tree. Pouting and giving Ethan the puppy dog face you knew he couldn’t resist he finally sighed and nodded. “Anything for my girl.” With an excited squeal, you gave him a sloppy kiss and a few workers came over to get it cut down and strapped to the hood of his car.

Upon arriving home and getting the tree up a few flights of stairs, it was sitting perfectly in front of one of your huge windows and Ethan smiled wide. “Y’know seeing it sitting here, in our place, I actually really like it.” After another hour of decorating and cleaning up, the only thing left was the tree topper. Upon getting it out of the box, Ethan lifted you easily and you placed it on the top of the tree, clapping happily.

“Ethan it’s beautiful.” You said, wrapping your arms around his midsection and nuzzling into his neck. 

“Not as beautiful as you. I’m so ready for our first Christmas together in our place.” Stroking your hair and planting a kiss to your temple, he smiled wide. Standing here admiring the twinkling lights on your tree, watching the sun set and holding on to your boyfriend, the holidays just became even more special.

Grayson - Snuggling closer to Grayson underneath the warm blanket, you let out a small hum of satisfaction when his hands slipped under your t-shirt and you felt the slight tickle of his touch on your back. 

“Morning.” He mumbled, throwing his leg over yours and tracing random shapes into your skin.

“Good morning. I love you.” You mumbled back into his neck, kissing it in the process. It was an amazing feeling waking up in his childhood bed in Jersey. This holiday season you were spending it with him and his family. It was unusually cold for a Sunday morning and you so badly longed to just lay in bed with your overly handsome boyfriend. But you knew both boys were starving and everyone else had their own plans for the day.

“What do you want for breakfast?” Whispering you moved your lips over to peck the spot under his ear, the same spot that always got him worked up.

With a deep chuckle his hands moved to your ass and he squeezed harshly. “I think you know what I want for breakfast.” Just as he flipped you over onto your back and climbed on top of you, the white flakes falling from the sky out the window caught your attention and you gasped. “What?” He asked, looking up from kissing your tummy.

“It’s snowing!”

“No way?” 

All thoughts of sex were thrown out of the window as you both sprung from the bed, throwing on your thick snow clothes and racing each other down the stairs and out the door. Upon stepping outside, the ground was already covered in at least a few inches of snow. “Snow angels!” Grayson wailed, throwing himself down into the snow and beginning to make a snow angel. You followed suite, laughing out loud and catching snowflakes on your tongue in the process.

After making a few more snow angels and engaging in a snow ball fight, Grayson gripped your waist and pulled you flush to his body. “Y’know I still haven’t kissed you in the snow yet.” With that you stood on your tip toes and kissed him with a cheesy grin. This was turning out to be the best snow day ever.

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Oh boy I love him

Winter Morning - Ethan Dolan (Requested)

Warnings: None

Happy reading ;)

You groaned out in frustration as you heard your phone alarm go off on the bedside table next to you. You had work today and you were really not feeling it. I mean who else would want to get up at 7 in the morning to go to work? Especially when that means you have to break apart from your boyfriends arms. You let out a small sigh and turned off the alarm, attempting to get up. That is, until Ethan decided to grab you by the waist and pull you back in his arms. 

“Where do you think you’re going?” he said in his raspy morning voice. You chuckled and turned to him while still being in his arms. “I have to go to work baby.” he then suddenly frowned and started playing with your hair, wrapping a small strand around his index finger. “Noooo stay here with me and cuddle.” he whined, earning a giggle from you. “I would love to but I have to go Ethan.” You then got up, breaking from his hold and walked over to the dresser. You started to take off your shorts, slipping them down your legs slowly. “Yeah, you’re definitely not going anywhere now.” Ethan then got up from the bed and once again grabbed you by your waist, pulling you back on the bed with him. He then slapped your ass and chuckled giving you a wink. “E I have to go or i’ll be late!” you whined. “Baby please call in sick, I just wanna cuddle with you all day.” he frowned, giving you the puppy eyes. 

‘God damn it Ethan’ you thought to yourself. You decided you’d give in and not go, you weren’t feeling like going anyways. And how could you say no to that face? You rolled your eyes a bit and picked up your phone to call your boss, giving in. “Fine” you said as Ethan’s eyes lit up. “Yes!” he smiled and pulled you closer to him, placing small kisses all over your face. “Ethan!” you laughed then signaled for him to stop because your boss answered the phone. 

“Yes hi Miranda, I don’t think I’ll be able to make it to work today. I woke up not feeling so hot.” you looked over as you saw Ethan smile and bite down on his lip. “Ok thank you, sorry for such a short notice.” you then ended the call and glanced over at your boyfriend. “Guess I’m not going to work today.” you said. Suddenly Ethan flipped you both around so that he was hovering over you and pressed his soft lips against yours. You kissed back, your lips moving in sync with one another. You wrapped your arms around his neck, as Ethan then broke the kiss. “I’m cold baby.” he whined. You giggled and moved him so he was next to you, wrapping your arms around him as you also wrapped the blanket around both of you. “I got you.” you whispered as you laid your head down on his chest. “I know, you always do.” he said with a cheesy smile. 

You pecked his lips and laid there with Ethan, talking about the world and your future together. It started to get quiet as you both laid there in silence, both of you content with the moment. “I love you princess.” he said as he pressed a kiss to your temple, closing his eyes while you followed along afterwards.

No matter how cold it was, you always felt the warmest with Ethan by your side. 

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Ethan Dolan😻

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Grayson Dolan😻

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reblog if u love the fuckery outta ethan grant dolan

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IF YOU NEED TO CALL 911 BUT ARE SCARED TO BECAUSE OF SOMEONE IN THE ROOM, dial and ask for a pepperoni pizza. They will ask if you know you’re calling 911. Say yes, and continue pretending you’re making an order. They’ll ask if there’s someone in the room.

You can ask how long it will take for the pizza to get to you, and they will tell you how far away a dispatcher is.

Here is an example video

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yellow hoodie baby

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Rules:

1. Post the rules.

2. Answer the questions given by the tagger.

3. Write 11 questions of your own.

4. Tag 11 people.

@thedolansss Questions:

1. What celebrity would you rate as a perfect 10?

Ethan Grant Dolan.

2. What is the best and worst purchase you’ve ever bought?

Best - Honestly, this is going to sound so lame but a tangle teaser!! My hair is so thick and curly it gets all sorts of knots in it and the tangle teaser honestly saved my life.

Worst - I bought Sims 4 Cats and Dogs last week and honestly, im regretting it. It’s not as good as anticipated. (my opinion tho)

3. If you could change your name, what would your new name be and why?

I really love the name Grace. It is in the runnings for when I have children, it’s not too popular either!

4. What is the craziest thing you’ve ever done?

Honestly? Pick chemistry as one of my alevels welp

5. Who’s your favourite twin and why?

Efin. I just think he’s a lil underestimated cutie and he has the purest heart of gold. 

6. Who’s your favourite YouTuber apart from the twins?

I have a few. Shane Dawson, Kendall Rae, Safiya Nygaard and (idk if this counts) Ryan and Shane from Buzzfeed Unsolved. 

7. What’s the most useless talent you have?

Procrastination.

8. Where do you see yourself in 5 years?

Hopefully somewhere that makes me happy :)

9. What is the absolute worst movie you’ve ever seen?

Frozen. Don’t even argue with me on this one.

10. Who is the most famous person you’ve ever met?

I genuinely haven’t met anyone famous yet :( I was meant to meet Joe Sugg a few years back but I pulled out because I was too anxious. 

11. How did you find out that Santa isn’t real?

Everyone in my primary school already knew and ruined it for me :(:( Also, i found the wrapping paper that ‘Santa’ had wrapped my presents in the year before WELP.

My Questions:

1. What is your favourite thing about yourself and why?

2. What makes you the happiest?

3. What’s your favourite TV show?

4. First ever YouTuber that you subscribed to?

5. Favourite social media to use?

6. If you could change one thing about yourself what would it be?

7. Who is your favourite singing artist?(can be soloist or group)

8. Do you have any pets? If so what!

9.What job do you aspire to have?

10. If you could have only one game downloaded on your phone what would it be?

11. Where is your dream travel destination?

These are lame soRRY

I tag: ANyone who reads/sees this on your timeline :) 

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Waves {e.d} oneshot

authors note; 

hi guys I started drafting a series but I just haven’t got around to properly planning and editing it yet so this one shot inspiration just came to me randomly yesterday and here it is. I’m still newish to writing on here so hopefully if i begin to write more my writing will improve! 

anyway a brief summary of this is that Ethan is getting a bit stressed because he’s so busy and not spending enough time with the reader so they go on a midnight stroll to the beach and talk about life !

word count - 1,227

It was pretty obvious to me that Ethan had been acting off all week. With trying to come up with video ideas that both him and Gray were happy with, taking two days out of their week to travel to New York and film for TRL, running on little to know sleep evident through the harsh bags under his chocolate orbs and trying to spend time with me I could tell that his stress levels were extremely high. When it came to us spending time together it would end with us falling asleep early and me waking up the next day with a text telling me that he was already up and out filming with Gray and that he didn’t want to wake me. Believe me I couldn’t be a prouder girlfriend if I tried, their views and subscribers were increasing due to their appearances on TRL and they are meeting so many influential and new people through the show but in the nights when I’m all alone I’m full of worry due to the wonder that if he is working himself too hard and then ultimately will be leading himself to an all-time low.

Currently I was immersed under the duvet in the incredible warmth feeling slightly at ease with the steady breaths coming from my warm bodied boyfriend next to me. My eyes began to become heavy after I had become comfortable beneath the sheets when Ethan began to become restless and in the end sat up and swung his legs over the edge of the bed. I turned around to face his back and scooted closer to him.

“Babe? Are you okay?” I voiced my speech slightly groggy.

“Can’t sleep” he replied briefly, it was obvious he was slightly irritated and I understood because I knew how tired he is.

Gently I sat up and positioned myself behind his back with my hands finding his shoulders and slightly massaging them.

“I know you’re stressed baby. Is there anything that I can do to help?” I questioned, truly I was worried, the night we spend together usually gives me little hope in the fact that I know that one night in a week he is guaranteed good sleep and when he is with me I can help him relax.

“Can we .. uh .. maybe go for a walk?” he asked with a whisper in his tone.

I turned briefly to check the time on my phone, it read 3:14am, it was fully pitch black outside and very much likely to be freezing as it was November. But if this is to help him clear his head and take a breather I’m more than willing to risk the cold.

“Of course we can baby, just let me get my coat and can I borrow a beanie?”

“Sure”

We both got up off the bed, I walked into the hallway to get my coat whilst Ethan found me an old beanie of his and a hoodie to in his words ‘keep you extra toasty’. The hoodie gave off his masculine aroma which I particularly enjoyed and missed when he was away.

We left the twin’s apartment complex and headed down a few streets before the clashes of the surf hitting the rocky shore filled my ears.

The twins were particularly at one with the beach, when they had any spare time you could guarantee that they would be here trying to catch waves. In LA the beach was where they were at their happiest and because they cannot be in New Jersey all the time due to their jobs the beach is the next best place for them.

We found ourselves somewhere to sit on the stoney part of the shore just far enough away from the sea to not get us wet but close enough to hear the relaxing waves. Once we had sat down Ethan pulled me close into the side of his body, wrapped his arm around my shoulders and placed a long kiss on the top of my head.

For a few minutes the both of us sat in silence listening to the sounds of the waves, I knew this would relax E and hoped that it would relieve some of his stresses, the slight hints of a November dawn on the horizon. Then Ethan broke the silence,

“I want to marry you one day y/n” he announced to me casually.

“Are you proposing?” I giggled a reply shoving him lightly in the shoulder.

“Y/n I’m serious, recently I’ve been thinking a lot about my future and I’m sure as hell I want you in it. I couldn’t imagine being with anyone else and I don’t want to be with anyone else.”

“Call it a ‘Pre-Proposal’” he added.

At this point Ethan had turned to face me, his chocolate orbs endlessly gazing into mine. I felt an overpowering amount of butterflies in my stomach, this is what real love is I told myself, despite seeing my boyfriend once a week and having a pitiful worry in your stomach for weeks that I wasn’t  good enough for him. Real love is getting through a crisis together, it’s supporting one another and it’s waiting for one another for an eternity. That is what real love is.

My face was glowing with happiness so much that I was more than likely actually giving off light. My smile was probably the goofiest ever, but all I could do was have my hands cup Ethan’s cheeks and kiss his plump pink lips. Passion radiated from me as the kiss deepened and Ethan’s hands travelled down my body to find my waist, my hands found his soft tresses and went through them gently, eventually though we had to come up for air and my forehead rested upon his as I tried to catch my breath.

“I’m sorry that we don’t spend a lot of time together anymore, it sucks.” He spoke finally relieving his stresses.

“Hey I am your number one fan okay? Your career is so important to me and you make me so unbelievably proud every day. Yes it’s hard to only spend one day a week with you but hey it’s better than zero days a week right? Anyway who else can say that their boyfriend is one of the biggest global influencers and is on MTV every week” I giggled attempting to wink at him.

“Hey what can I say I am pretty grea- Owww”

Ethan Grant Dolan everyone aka my boyfriend aka the most exaggerative person on the planet.

“What I meant to say is I love you y/n so fucking much” he spoke in between chaste kisses on my cheek.

“I love you too Ethan. Now can we please go back to the apartment? I’ve missed precious sleeping time.” I said half fake frowning, the cold makes me agitated.

“Only if I can cuddle with my girl before I have to leave again” he stated wanting no refusal.

“Fineee” I huffed sarcastically.

Ethan’s face broke into a laugh and a smile, a smile that was hidden by his stress for weeks and now here it is back again. He kissed my forehead ever so gently, stood up and offered me a hand to help me up before heading off back to the twin’s apartment with the slight lighting of the November dawn.

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oH BOY

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Wow Ethan looks so fucking incredible wOW

messy boys

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Ethan looking like a snack in James’ video