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Fallin’ All In You {e.d}

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Hot chocolate, pajamas, and cookies. A holiday tradition you’ve shared with your best friend for many years. But of course, the cookies always ended up being a complete disaster.

“Ethan!” You shouted from the kitchen.

“What?” Ethan said frantically as he ran into the kitchen. “What’s wrong? Are you okay?”

You picked up a cookie and handed it to him, smiling internally at the fact his first worry was if you got hurt. “Taste this.”

“Why? What’s wrong with them?”

“Just taste it.” 

He took a bite of the cookie and seconds later, Ethan was running to the sink to spit it out and rinse it out with some water, “Holy... Why is it? Why is it so s-”

“Salty?” You said laughing at the horror on his face.

“Yeah!” Ethan said walking over to you. “I followed the recipe exactly! It said 1 cup of sugar and 1 tsp of salt!”

You walked over to the cabinet and placed the salt and sugar containers in front of Ethan, “Point to me which one is the salt and which one’s the sugar.”

Ethan pointed to what he thought which was which, explaining the reason why the cookies were so salty.

“Ethan. You mixed up the sugar and the salt!” 

“Well how am I supposed to know?! You put them in the same exact container and they look exactly the same!” He attempted to explain himself. Maybe he was right about them easily getting mixed up and you should move them into different containers.

“You could’ve tasted them to make sure!”

“I just went with my gut! You know I don’t bake!” Ethan said.

“I think you made that pretty obvious tonight. Next time I’ll do the baking, like I do every year.” You laughed while getting the frosting.

“You still want to decorate the cookies?” Ethan questioned, knowing now that the cookies were no longer edible.

“Of course.” You smiled at him, meeting those hazel eyes you loved. “It’s a tradition, isn’t it?”

For the next 30 minutes, the two of you decorated cookies, showing each other the good and the bad ones.

“Look who it is.” Ethan said, showing you a cookie cutout of a man which he decorated with some clothes and a mustache.

“Is that supposed to be Grayson?” You laughed as he nodded his head, admiring the way you tilted your head back and the way your hair fell off your shoulders.

A few minutes later, silence fell between the two of you until Ethan said, “You know even though we somehow manage to ruin the cookies every year, I think this tradition is my favorite.”

There he was again with those kind words that never failed to make you smile. It was your favorite too. Every tradition you had with him was your favorite.

“It’s my favorite too.” You said in a hushed tone as he looked over and smiled at you.

“What?” You questioned, noticing his stare as you felt the blood rush to your cheeks.

“Nothing. I um I’m just wondering how you got frosting on your cheek.” He chuckled watching you miss the spot as you attempted to wipe it off.

“Here I got it.” Ethan said softly as he held your cheek while wiping the frosting off with his thumb.

Instinctively, you leaned into his warm hand, wishing this moment could last forever. But then fear struck the both of you. “I um... We should probably start cleaning up.” You said nervously, beginning to clean up your mess and leaving Ethan to sit there wondering what he did wrong.

Eventually the two of you settled into the living room and put on whatever movie you wanted to watch that night, but Ethan didn’t mind it. Just as long as you were happy. However, Ethan would be lying if he said he didn’t feel his heart skip a beat like those many other times he’s been desperately trying to ignore ever since he met you.

Like every year, the movie eventually ended up playing in the background as the two of you became too focused on the conversation you were having with each other. 

“Do you know what you’re getting Grayson this year?” You asked before taking a sip of your hot chocolate.

“He’s been really into speedos lately and I have no idea why. But I’m going to get him a razor as a joke to shave that mustache of his.” Ethan said, earning a laugh from you.

“Oh my gosh...I’ve seen so many tweets from fans about that. There was one that compared him to the Mr. Pringles logo and I honestly couldn’t tell the difference.” You said jokingly as the both of you laughed.

Eventually silence fell between the two of you, simply enjoying the comfort of each other’s presence until Ethan handed you a poorly wrapped box with a golden bow on top and said, “Hey I have something for you.”

“E... I thought we said no gifts this year.” You sighed feeling guilty since all you had to give him was a hoodie. 

“Yeah I know... I just wanted to get you something. You know just cause.” Ethan shrugged, anxiously waiting for you to open your gift.

“You know I hate when you spend money on me.”

Ethan turned to face you as the both of you sat cross-legged and leaned in a bit as he placed a hand on your knee, “I know. But... just open it.”

You unwrapped the gift and opened the box to reveal two tickets to see Shawn Mendes in concert, something you never thought you would be able to attend. “Ethan... H-How did you get these? I thought his concert was sold out!” 

“I may or may not have got them during the pre-sale after you had mentioned wanting to see him in concert.”

“I’ve only mentioned wanting to see him once.” You stated.

“Try twenty times in the past week.” Ethan jokingly said.

“Okay whatever. But these must have cost you so much money! Here let me pay you back. How much were they?” You said frantically grabbing your wallet before Ethan placed his hand on yours to stop you.

“Y/N it’s okay. Really. It’s my gift to you.” Ethan said with a smile on his face.

“Oh my god!” You said leaping up to give him a tight hug, catching him a bit off guard. “Thank you thank you thank you.”

You pulled away and stared at the tickets in your hand, “I can’t believe I’m actually going to see Shawn Mendes!”

“And I know they’re not front row or anything b-” Ethan said as he played with his thumb nervously.

“Ethan. I don’t care if they’re not front row or if they’re nosebleeds. I just... I can’t believe you got these for me.” You said smiling at him, “Thank you for the best gift anyone has ever given me.”

“Anything for you.” Ethan said, pulling you into his side and giving you a kiss on the top of your head. And he meant it. He would do anything in the world to see you so happy.

You cherished the moment for as long as you could, enjoying the warmth and comfort of your best friend. Honestly just movies and hanging out with your best friend would’ve been perfectly fine, but him going out of his way to get you something that made you happy, was a bonus. You would have never thought you’d be so lucky to find someone like him. 

“I got something for you too, but it’s not much.” You said pulling away and reaching for the bag by your feet.

You handed Ethan the bag as he accepted it from you and said, “I’ll be happy with whatever you got me. So I’m guessing we both broke our deal about no gifts this year?”

“I guess so.” You shrugged watching him take out the tissue paper, hoping he wouldn’t be too disappointed in what you got him.

“A hoodie! I’ve been meaning to buy more because I don’t know what hap-“ Ethan said as he took out the hoodie from the bag, but suddenly became confused when he realized what he was holding, “Wait. Isn’t this mine?”

“Yeah you gave it to me a while back so now I’m giving it back to you now.” You shrugged.

“So you gave me back my own hoodie? As a gift?” Ethan questioned you.

“Hey in my defense you said no gifts this year!”

“But I still got you something!” Ethan chuckled. He wasn’t mad. He just found it funny because this would be something you would totally do.

“So did I! It just happened to be something... I’m giving back to you.” The truth was the reason why you were giving it back to him was because it didn’t smell like him anymore.

Sure he had a closet full of them you could steal from, but this one reminded you of how lucky you were to have Ethan in your life.

*flashback*

It was freezing cold tonight and you were stupid enough not to bring a jacket to a bonfire with some friends. Some of them you only knew of, such as Ethan and Grayson Dolan.

You were so captivated by the story Grayson was telling that you didn’t realize your marshmallow caught on fire and that someone sat next to you until they grabbed your marshmallow stick, “Whoa. Careful.”

“Oh my gosh. I should’ve been paying attention. Thank you.” You said slightly embarrassed before looking up at who had saved your marshmallow. 

The moment you met his hazel eyes, you felt breathless. It was one of those moments you swore time had stopped. Those eyes. Those dreamy, hazel eyes you would soon learn to love.

“Here you can have mine.” He offered as he handed you his perfect smore. 

“Thanks Ethan.” You accepted the offer and took a bite, letting the combination of roasted marshmallow, chocolate, and graham cracker fill your mouth 

“You know who I am?” 

“Who doesn’t? I’m Y/N.” You said putting your hand out for him to shake as he did the same.

His large hand was probably twice as yours, crushing your much smaller hand, but somehow his hand was warm on this cold night. “You cold?” Ethan asked, feeling how cold your hand was.

You rubbed your arm, looking into the fire as you finished your smore. “Um no I’m go-”

Before you could finish, Ethan was taking off his hoodie and handing it to you. “Here. Take this. It’ll keep you warm.”

“Ethan it’s okay really. I’m fine.” You said, beginning to push the hoodie back towards him.

“You’re practically freezing right now.” Ethan chuckled.

“What about you? Won’t you be cold?” You asked.

“I’ll be okay. I was getting hot anyway.” Ethan reassured you with a smile.

“Thanks.” You said before putting on the sweatshirt as his scent surrounded you.

Ethan nodded his head as he listened to Grayson go on about his story, desperately trying to stop himself from staring at you. Even though he had met you just a few moments ago, there was just something about you that made him feel so drawn to you. Was it your smile? The way the fire made you glow? Maybe it was...everything.

Between the talking and stolen glances, somehow time passed by without you knowing until Grayson came over and put his arm around Ethan. “Hey man it’s getting pretty late. I think we should go soon.”

You could tell Ethan was surprised by the sudden touch of his brother as you watched his eyes widen, “So I guess I should get going.”

“Well it was nice talking to you Ethan.” You smiled at him as he did the same.

“Bye Y/N.” Ethan said before walking away towards Grayson.

Typically, it took you a very long time to feel comfortable around someone, despite how long you had known them for. But there was something about Ethan that made you feel so safe and comfortable around him, that you could be yourself without having to put on a fake smile. Maybe it’s the way his voice was so calming or maybe it was everything.

Looking down, you had realized you were still wearing his hoodie. But luckily he wasn’t too far away so you grabbed your things and jogged towards him, calling out his name. “Ethan!”

He quickly turned around and saw you approaching him, “You okay? Do you need a ride home?” 

“No. No, I'm all good. I drove here myself.” You were flattered by how caring he was. “I forgot I was still wearing your hoodie.”

You began taking the hoodie off when Ethan stopped you, “Y/N just keep it.”

“What? Why?”

“Just take it.” Ethan reassured you. “It looks better on you anyways.”

You could feel a smile form on your face, not knowing what to say. How can someone be so incredibly kind? “Thank you.” 

“I’ll see you later, Y/N. Drive safe, okay?” Ethan said as he began to walk backwards towards his car.

“Bye Ethan.” You said as the feeling of excitement and happiness consumed you before walking away towards your car, the smile never leaving your face.

Ethan got into his car as Grayson stared at him, “What?”

“Nothing. I’m just wondering why you just gave Y/N your favorite hoodie.” Grayson asked with a smug grin on his face.

“She was cold. That’s all.” Ethan said as he started up the car.

“Bro, you don’t even let me wear that hoodie and we’re twins!” Grayson laughed.

“Whatever man. It’s nothing. Let’s just go home.” Ethan said putting the car in reverse.

“If that’s your story.” Grayson chuckled at his brother, but he knew this was more than just nothing. 

And so did the both of you.

**end of flashback**

Since that day, you’ve learned to love his aroma. It somehow provided you comfort and filled the missing piece of Ethan when he was out of town. So when it started to lose his scent, why not give it back and have it smell like him again?

“Oh so it’s not even a gift for me? It’s really just for you? This was my favorite hoodie you know?” Ethan teased pointing to soft material he held in his other hand.

“And it’s my favorite too! I wear it all of the time.” You attempted to explain to him, but by the look on Ethan’s face, you knew he wasn’t going to budge. “Look, just think of it this way. You get your hoodie back... for now and when I ask to borrow a hoodie one night then I’ll just take that one! We’re sharing it!”

You couldn’t tell him the truth about why you loved the hoodie so much. Maybe you were afraid that he would think that it’s weird. Or maybe because you were afraid of him finding out about how much you loved him.

“Alright fine.” Ethan chuckled as he put the bag down before putting on the hoodie. “But you have to admit, this looks better on me anyways.”

You shoved him lightly and said, “You wish. You even said it yourself that it looks better on me.”

“Whatever.” Ethan said as he pulled you to his side, keeping his arm around your shoulders, “Let’s just finish the movie.”

As the two of you sat there watching the movie, Ethan had noticed a small little heart with your first initial and the letter E embroidered onto the wrist that wasn’t there before. He nudged you lightly and asked, “Hey what’s this?”

He held out the sleeve in front of you for you to see, “Um a little while ago I accidentally ripped a little hole there so I sewed it up. I hope you don’t mind. I can take it out if you want.” 

“No no It’s okay. I really like it.” Ethan said looking down at you with a smile on his face, intertwining his fingers with yours.. “It makes the hoodie really feel like it’s mine.”

He couldn’t focus on the movie anymore. All he could do was feel his heart pound against his chest. Everything in that moment had felt so right. Everything with you felt right.

Eventually you fell asleep as Ethan held you close beside him and stared at the heart on his sleeve. He knew from that night when you two met, you would be in his life for a while, but never like this. He never expected to be so drawn to someone, so captivated. He never expected to be so close to someone other than Grayson and he sure as hell never expected to fall in love with you.

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2017 - 2020

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wtf this is so cute🥺🥺 but tell me why this is exactly how I see Grayson with someone he really likes and then Ethan being Ethan lol

Drive (g.d./p.c.)

A/N: Another 2 am, another Pao drop. We love to see it. Hehe I realized I’ve been neglecting Penny a bit, and once I put this song on repeat, it triggered some Inspo that helped me distract myself from my current situation hehe. Hope you like it :) 

Word count: 2.9K

Summary: An innocent drive between friends turns into something a bit more complicated. 

Warnings: Some corny-ass, soft-ass, fluff. Like vomit-inducing, dumb, unrealistic fluff. And some dumb moments. But hey it was fun hehe. Also: annoying brothers. 

There’s something about late April nights in LA that Grayson loved. The lower temperatures, the hills that overlooked out into the golden light of the city below, the slight breeze that tickled the tip of his nose and rustled his hair, the way that the air smelled like the rain that had fallen earlier, or that would fall soon. LA sunsets were his favorite, but LA nights just hit different sometimes. 

Like tonight, where his gaze had moved from overlooking the city below to the girl seated next to him, the lights reflecting in her dark eyes and making her seem even more magical than Grayson thought she was. Her hair was curly tonight, big and wild and dancing with the wind in such a way that had her hands coming up around her face to keep it as tame as she could. Her teeth gleamed with her laugh, making him smile at her. Behind them, a few yards, a driveway, and a few walls away, the loud music inside the house party bumped, muffled from their vantage point as her brother and their friends raged on into the night. Penelope loved the parties that Jake threw, but there was always a point where she needed a break, a breather, some quiet to reorient herself and listen to nature. 

It wasn’t surprising at all that Grayson had seen Penelope slip out of the party and make her way down to the overlook right across the street. He hadn’t taken his eyes off of her all night, more than grateful for Jake’s invitation and dragging his brother along so that he could get even a few moments alone with Penelope. Even though it’d been a some weeks since he’d met her, his heart still fluttered when she was around, his skin buzzed when she smiled, and his head spun when she looked at him. 

Maybe Grayson over-believed in soul mates, but there was something different about Penelope Cain’s crinkle-eyed smile, and all he ever wanted to do was be near her. 

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Always {g.d}

Meant To Be (Part 1) // Masterlist

Four years ago, Grayson Dolan wasn’t the same man he is today.

Grayson would stay in bed, barely getting enough sleep. Rarely eating as he became someone his own twin couldn’t even recognize. 

He was broken. Hurt. Angry. But he wasn’t angry at you. God, he could never be angry at you. Angry at himself for letting you walk out the door, for not being a better man to you. 

Grayson took out his pain and anger on everything and everyone around him, including his older brother, who wished he could take away his pain even if it was for just a second. For the first month, there was never a night Ethan didn’t hear his brother crying and throwing things against the wall. So he spent his sleepless nights with Grayson, despite how many times he tried to push him away until Grayson let him in again. Ethan had never seen his brother so empty and broken before, at least not in a very long time.

Eventually, Grayson found his way again as he tried his best to get his mind off of you. But it didn’t mean he wasn’t hurting anymore. 

It was about 2 in the morning, one of the first nights Grayson spent alone in his room, softly illuminated by his lamp, as he stared at the small, delicate rings in his hand. Yours and his. It broke his heart knowing you weren’t in his life anymore, but Grayson didn’t believe it.

He reached around his neck and undid the clasp of his necklace, sliding the two rings onto the chain to meet in the middle as he heard the two pieces of metal clink together before he put the necklace back on. From that moment on, Grayson never took the necklace off, keeping your ring close to his heart, waiting for the day he could give back what belonged to you.

Fast forward four years later, Grayson was at the Farmer’s Market he went to every Saturday afternoon to pick up his weekly groceries for him and Ethan. From a distance, he spotted the local florist wrapping a bouquet of your favorite flowers for a woman in line, drawing him back to the memory of your very first date when he bought you those exact flowers without realizing he was allergic to them until later that night. But what you never told him was that those actually weren’t your favorite. You couldn’t tell him after how happy he looked when he handed them to you, but you learned to love them, just like how you learned to love him.

He didn’t realize he was staring until he saw the woman with your flowers in her hand turn around. His eyes widened at the sight in front of him, the feeling his hear drop in the process. It couldn’t be… It couldn’t be you. Grayson swore to himself that this was all a dream, something he’d dreamt for the past four years. He rehearsed in his head a million times what he would say to you if he ever saw you again, but nothing came. His brain was screaming at him, begging him to run, but he couldn’t. It was too late. You already saw him.

“Grayson?” You said walking closer to him, noticing he hasn’t changed one bit, except for the fact that his hair was longer since the last time you saw him.

It took Grayson a second to pull himself back into reality. His mind was caught up on the fact he was hearing your voice again, not through voicemail or through old videos, but in real life and it sounded more angelic than ever. “Hey Y/N...” Grayson managed to say, letting out a breath he didn’t realize he was holding. 

Really? You haven’t seen her for four years and that’s all you have to say? Ask her how she is!

“I haven’t seen you in so long. How long has it been? Like three years?”

It’s been too long. Four years but who’s counting?

“Yeah something like that.” He chuckled nervously. “Are you always here on Sundays?” 

“Yeah actually… Every two weeks or so. I’m usually here on Saturdays, but I was busy yesterday so here I am. What about you? I’ve never seen you here before.” You smiled at him.

“I’m here every week to get some groceries for me and Ethan. But of course, it’s usually just me.” Grayson said calmly, despite his instincts telling him to flee.

You looked down at the groceries in his hands, noticing the faint tan line of where his ring used to be, but quickly looked back at his eyes and giggled, “So I’m guessing you’re still the one that wears the pants in the house?”

Grayson laughed, something he hasn’t been able to do since you left, “Yeah I guess so.”

“How’s Ethan by the way?” You asked. Sure things didn’t end on a good note, but that didn’t mean you didn’t care about them anymore.

“He’s good. Just being Ethan if that makes any sense.”

“It totally does.” You chuckled as the awkward silence fell between the both of you. “Well I should probably get going.”

“I uh yeah.” Grayson said nervously, scratching the back of his head, “I’ll let you enjoy the rest of your day.”

You looked up at him, seeing the slight glimmer of sadness in his eyes, “Bye Gray.” 

“Bye Y/N.” Grayson said softly as he watched you walk away before turning around with his head hung low to walk to his car. He wanted to turn around so badly and pour his heart out to you. Tell you how much of a wreck he is without you.

She was right there. For years, you’ve been praying for a chance to see her again. To tell her how you really feel. Why didn’t you say anything? Why didn’t you tell her you miss her? Why didn’t you tell her you lo-

“Grayson!” He turned around to see you jogging towards him, laughing as you almost tripped over your own feet due to how clumsy you are. 

There it was. His chance to see you again. “Yeah?” He asked, smiling softly at you.

“I was going to go grab some coffee and I was wondering if you wanted to come with.” You managed to say once you caught your breath. You quickly realized how stupid you were to ask when Grayson didn’t answer right away. “O-Only if you want to, of course. You’re probably super busy and all. But I was heading that way and I didn’t want to be rude. I kn-”

Grayson laughed at your habit of rambling when you got nervous, guess some things never change. This was the second chance he was waiting for and maybe just maybe things would turn out the way he wanted them to. But he knew he shouldn’t have said yes. “I would love to.”

The two of you sat in a booth in the back of the cafe like the many late night diner runs the two of you would do on your spontaneous adventures, only this time you sat across from each other with no clue what happened during these four years apart.

“So how’ve you been Y/N?” Grayson was the first to speak before taking a sip of his coffee.

“I’ve been good.” For the first time, Grayson was able to take a look at you as you rambled on about how your life has been for the past four years. Taking in the moment for as long as he could, not knowing when would be the last time he would see you as he noticed your hair is a little longer. Smile a bit brighter. And your eyes are just as he remembered.

“What about you, Gray? How’ve you been?” You asked taking a sip of your coffee, anxiously waiting for his response.

I miss you.

“Good.” He breathed out, “Ethan and I have been focusing on what we love most, especially our videos and we created a fragrance company called...”

“Wakeheart.” You said smiling at him. You couldn’t be any happier for him. So proud of him for putting things out there for himself.

“Y-You know?” Grayson was astonished. He never expected you to know what he had been up to.

“Of course. And congrats on DT Productions.”

“Wow… I didn’t think you still watched our videos.” Grayson spoke softly. 

“I’m proud of you Gray.” You meant it. You would never tell him or anyone this, but watching his videos let you escape from reality when you needed it most.

His eyes met yours, as a feeling of reminiscence washed over you, bringing you back to a time when you were both so happy. “Thank you. It means a lot. It’s just that…” But then his eyes landed on the sparkling diamond ring where the one he gave you once was. Only fear and sadness came to mind as he struggled to find the right words to say, but all he knew was that ring was bigger than the one he gave you.

“Y-You’re married?” He breathed out, watching you carefully. Suddenly, his dream was something he wanted to wake up from.

Your eyes flickered to where his eyes were and covered the ring with your right hand, sliding it into your lap, wishing you should’ve gone yesterday instead of watching Netflix all day. “Um engaged actually…” You said softly, avoiding his gaze as your coffee suddenly became unappetizing.

It took Grayson a few seconds to pull himself back into reality as so many thoughts came into mind. Who is he? How did I not notice it before? Did she love him? Does she still love me the way I still love her?

“Congrats. Who’s the lucky guy?” Grayson faked a smile to mask the pain breaking his heart into a million pieces. 

“A friend of a friend. We were dating for a little over 3 years before he asked me to marry him.” 

A year. It took you a fucking year to move on. Meanwhile I’m still here trying to pick up the pieces from when you left four years ago.

“That’s great.” Grayson cleared his throat to ease the lump forming in his throat, “Wow… um I’m so happy for you.” As much as it pained him to say it, he truly was happy for you. He just hoped you were happy.

“Thanks.” 

Silence fell once again as the two of you were too afraid to say the wrong words. But luckily Grayson’s phone went off, notifying him that he got a text from Ethan reminding him to pick up some avocados. 

“It’s Ethan. He’s wondering what time I’ll be home. We have a video to shoot today.” Grayson lied. It’s not that he didn’t want to spend time with you, it hurt him more knowing you didn’t love him anymore.

“Oh okay.” You said, getting up and grabbing your flowers. “I should probably get going too.”

Grayson followed your movements, taking one last sip of his coffee, “I guess this is goodbye?”

He didn’t want it to be, not now not ever. It’s crazy to think the beautiful girl standing in front of him was still the one who holds a special place in his heart, even though it wasn’t the same for him. 

Your eyes met with his as he hoped you couldn’t see how much he was begging for you not to go. But instead you said with a small voice, “Bye Gray.”

“Bye Y/N.” Grayson said just above a whisper, watching you turn around to walk towards the door. Flashbacks came to his mind of the night before you left, picturing him not letting you go if he’d woken up sooner. 

Before he knew what he was doing, Grayson quickly reached out and pulled you into his chest, his muscular arms wrapping around you tightly. Your muscles tensed at the quick motion, but immediately fell with ease as you came in contact with his warmth and his signature scent consuming you. 

“I miss you.” Grayson whispered into your ear as he felt your arms wrap tightly around his torso.

You couldn’t explain what you felt. A part of you knew you shouldn’t have invited him for coffee, but another part of you felt at home.

A feeling you haven’t felt in a very long time.

“I miss you too.” You mumbled softly into his chest. I miss you so much more than you know.

Neither of you wanted to let go, fear that this would be the last time you would ever see each other. But maybe it’s for the best,

As much as it hurt you to let go, you had to. Pulling away, you felt tears in your eyes, but you couldn’t bear to reach his eyes. “Bye Gray.”

Grayson let you go as he watched you walk out of his life for the second time, “Bye Y/N.”

Somehow Grayson managed to make it home. The drive was a blur. He couldn’t remember getting into his car or leaving the cafe, all he could remember is you leaving as he became numb.

“Hey Gray! Did you get my text?” Ethan shouted as he walked out to the living room to see his brother empty handed, staring through the window into the backyard.

“Gray?” Ethan said as he wanted closer to his brother. “Gray did you he-”

“She’s getting married.” Grayson said softly.

“Who is?”

“Y/N.” Grayson said as his lifeless eyes finally reached his older brother’s. “She’s getting married.”

Ethan couldn’t find the right words to say so instead he walked to his room and returned with an open envelope in his hand, “I know.” He said handing it to Grayson, “She sent this a few months ago.”

Grayson’s eyes lowered to the white envelope as his hands reached for it to pull out the card that said, “Please join us in celebration of the marriage…”

That was all Grayson could read before he let the paper fall to the ground as he turned to face his brother. “You knew and didn’t tell me?” Grayson said harshly, stepping towards him. “You knew this whole time and you didn’t tell me that the love of my life is getting married to someone else?”

“I didn’t know what to do. You weren’t ready an-” 

“How can anybody be ready for this? How can someone watch the person they love get married to someone else when I’m supposed to be the one that marries her!” Grayson shouted from the top of his lungs, the pain in his voice echoing throughout the entire house.

Ethan watched as tears fell from Grayson’s eyes before he fell to his knees. Luckily, Ethan reacted fast enough to catch his brother. “Grayson. Grayson. I got you.”

“How… How could she do this?”

“I don’t know Gray. I really don’t.”

The two boys sat there for a while in silence as Ethan comforted his younger brother until Grayson whispered, “How could she not love me anymore?” 

From the window above, you could see your friends and family gather around to celebrate the beginning of a new chapter in your life you were about to spend with your soon-to-be husband.

“Five minutes Y/n.” You heard your maid of honor say before she closed the door.

This was it. The best day of your life starts now. You were ready to spend the rest of your life with someone who loved you.

“You look beautiful.”

You knew that voice from anywhere. But how could you ever forget it?

“Grayson?” You turned around to see him standing by the door, looking handsome as ever in his tux. “What are you doing here?”

“You can’t marry him.” He was quick to say before he stepped closer to you, letting the door close behind him.

You couldn’t believe what he was saying. How could he come here and say this to you. “W-What?”

“Don’t marry him.” He repeated, taking a step closer to you, holding your hands in his.

“Why not? You can’t just come here and tell me th-”

“Because I love you.” There it was, the three words you’ve been waiting to hear for the past four years. It made your heart swell even after all these years. “I have never stopped loving you.”

“Grayson… It’s been four years.”

“I know and everyday that has passed since you left has been a living hell without you by my side. You made my life better than I could ever ask for. I need you in my life and you can’t tell me that that day when we ran into each other, you didn’t feel the same way I did because you could’ve just walked away, but you went up to me and asked me to get coffee.”

You couldn’t help but stare at him in shock. You never expected your wedding day to be like this. Grayson pulled out his necklace from underneath his dress shirt and held out the rings in front of you. The one he gave you four years ago, the only one that ever felt right to wear. “Today was supposed to be our special day. The day our future we planned together was supposed to begin. And I’ve been carrying around these rings around my neck everyday for the past four years, knowing that one day I would be able to give the ring I gave you back to you because I know you still love me.”

“Grayson I’m getting married today! He makes me happy and he loves me!” You tried to explain to him.

“But do you love him?” Grayson asked in a quiet voice, fearing what he would hear next.

Before you could answer, the music started to play, signaling it was time. “That’s my cue.” You said as your voice broke, walking towards the door. “Goodbye Grayson.”

“Bye Y/N.” He said before you closed the door, leaving Grayson to lose all hope in finally being together, but he was always going to love you.

Grayson watched you walk down the aisle towards your fiance, where he was supposed to be standing, but instead he stood in the back. As everyone’s eyes were on you, no one saw him sneak out the two doors you walked into earlier, except you.

He drove around aimlessly, getting as far away as he could until he ended up at a lookout he hasn’t visited since he was with you. Grayson parked his car and sat on top of his car, staring out at the sunset, hearing the waves crash onto the shore below him. He took off the necklace and held the two rings in his hand, debating if he should throw it into the ocean, but he couldn’t. Grayson wasn’t ready to let go just yet, his heart wasn’t ready.

Even if he wasn’t there to celebrate with you, he hoped you were truly happy because that’s the only thing he wa-

“I love you.”

Grayson turned around and saw you in your wedding gown running towards him. He stood up as you stood in front of him. “What? What are you doing here?”

“I said I love you. I love you Grayson Bailey Dolan. And I have never stopped loving you. The day I walked out was the biggest mistake of my life.” You said with pleading eyes.

“I don’t understand. You said…”

“I know what I said, but I was lying. Standing up there without you didn’t feel right. Nothing has felt right without you. Because I need you in my life. I’m sorry for walking out. I’m sorry for everything.” 

Grayson didn’t know what else to do, but to kiss you. It was everything you both wanted, needed for what had felt like the longest four years apart.

You pulled away, foreheads resting against each other with the biggest smiles on each other’s face.

“I love you Y/N. I will always love you.” Grayson said softly before pulling away, unclasping his hand to reveal your ring to put on your finger, “And I believe this belongs to you.”

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Happy Valentine’s Day everyone!!💛 Part 2 of Meant To Be comes out tonight!

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Meant To Be {g.d}

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“Gray?” You mumbled after waking up to realize that Grayson’s side of the bed hadn’t been slept on.

Rubbing your tired eyes, you noticed a faint light coming from the living room and got out of bed, wrapped yourself in a blanket and headed to the living room to see a very tired Grayson on his laptop while Ethan slept beside him.

“Hey why are you still up?” You whispered before yawning.

“Hmm?” Grayson slowly blinked before saying, “Oh um we’re editing a video… What are you doing up?”

“I woke up and realized you weren’t in bed yet.” You sighed sitting next to him, “I thought you were going to go to bed early tonight.”

“Y-Yeah. I was but then things weren’t working out the way we wanted them to and I guess I just lost track of time?” Grayson said never taking his eyes off the screen.

You could see how tired he was. He was trying so hard to stay awake, eyelids drooping every few minutes and rubbing his face with his hands. You hated seeing him like this, sacrificing his own health for work… once again.

You reached over and softly scratched the nape of his neck which he instinctively leaned into. “You promised you would stop pulling all nighters for videos remember?”

“I know I know. It’s just we promised our fans the video would be up tomorrow and I don’t want to let them down.” Grayson said softly, finally looking into your eyes. You could see that he truly wanted to keep his promise. He absolutely hated it when he broke any promise and that’s just the way he was. Someone who was always true to his word. Always wanting others to be happy.

“Grayson. Your fans will understand if the video isn’t out tomorrow. They know how hard you guys work on them and how far you’ve come to put videos out for yourself, not their views.” You explained softly, hoping you would be able to change his mind.

“I just… I know. I know what we said about not having a deadline or rushing to put out a video, but sometimes I still feel guilty for being selfish.” Grayson admitted with sorrow in his voice.

In that moment you could feel your heart breaking into a million pieces. The man who always wears his heart on his sleeve, despite being fucked over so many times, feels selfish for putting his happiness above others.

You placed your hand on his cheek and brushed his soft skin with your thumb while saying, “Grayson Bailey Dolan. You are the least selfish person I know. Don’t say that putting your own health and happiness above others is being selfish because you’re not. You’re finally taking care of yourself after all these years. And your fans will love and support you endlessly as will I, but how can they do that when you’re not taking care of yourself? You have to put yourself first, no matter what or who, including me. It breaks my heart to see you’re pushing yourself to the point of burning out. So please don’t ever say that you’re selfish.”

Grayson knew you were right. You were always right. Somehow you always knew what to say at the right time. And that’s what he loved most about you.

Grayson rested his head on yours and closed his eyes. “I love you.” He softly mumbled, not knowing what the right words were to say in that moment.

“I love you too.” You smiled before pulling him into a soft kiss.

You pulled away and put the laptop to sleep, “Now go get ready for bed while I try to get Ethan to go his bed so he doesn’t complain about his back hurting tomorrow.” He chuckled and placed a kiss on you forehead before walking towards his room.

Somehow you managed to get Ethan into bed, but before you were able to close his door, you heard, “Y/N?”

“Yeah E?”

“Thank you for taking care of Grayson.” Ethan said with a smile on his face before falling back asleep. He didn’t know it at the time, but his words made you smile.

“Goodnight E.”

“Goodnight Y/N.” He said before you closed his door to head back to Grayson’s room.

When you got to the room, Grayson was already asleep. As you laid next to him, you couldn’t help but to stare. How can someone look so perfect and be so perfect?

“Like what you see?” Grayson mumbled into his pillow, opening one eye to look at you, “Take a picture, it’ll last longer.”

You chuckled, “I would, but I think I just want to enjoy this moment with you.”

He reached over and pulled you into his chest, wrapping your legs with his. “Your feet are so cold.” Grayson said, making the both of you laugh.

“I know. They’re always cold but that’s why I have you to warm them up for me.” You said, leaning your forehead against his chest.

For the remainder of the night, the two of you laid in each other’s arms, mindlessly drawing shapes on each other until Grayson whispered, “Y/N?”

“Yeah?”

“Do you ever think about our future together?” He asked, feeling his heart race when you didn’t answer him right away.

Truth was, you have. For a while now actually. You’ve pictured the way he would propose, the day of your wedding, even starting a family with him. Grayson has been the only person everything has felt right with. You never knew what love felt like until you met him.

“Yeah all of the time.” You spoke softly before placing a kiss on his chest. “Have you?”

“Yeah. For our wedding, we’ll be surrounded by all of the people we love and I know from the moment you walk down that aisle, I’m going to start crying because of how happy I am to finally spend forever with you. And for our honeymoon, we’ll go wherever you like. Just the two of us. It’ll be unforgettable, a time to start the beginning of our lives together. Then when we’re ready, we’ll start a family. Have a house right next to Ethan just like him and I have always dreamed. Maybe we’ll have kids at the same time as Ethan so then they can all grow up together. And maybe we’ll have twins just like how Ethan and I are. We’ll travel the world and be so happy. Then we’ll grow old and smelly together  because we’re meant to be.”

You knew this wasn’t going to be anytime soon, probably years from now, but the fact that he’s thought about all of this or the thought of him mentioning spending the rest of his life with you to his mom, Ethan, and Cameron, made your heart melt.

“I love that. It’s everything I’ve always dreamed of.” You softly said

He pulled you closer, if that was even possible, and placed a kiss on your forehead. “I love you, my angel. I can’t wait to spend forever with you.”

“I love you too.” You said as the two of you fell asleep in each others arms.

This is where you were meant to be. Right here with the love of your life. The two of you were meant to be.

But wasn’t always like this. 

You were happy… a long time ago.

You were the couple everyone wished they could be. Everyone was sure would get married and live the perfect lives destined for each other. But it broke your heart knowing the future you once envisioned with the boy you loved was slipping away day by day. 

One day you were so in love with each other, planning your wedding, how many kids you would have… And the next… it was like you were strangers again.

But tonight was different. It seemed like every little fight was leading to the biggest fight you’ve ever had and it scared you knowing what might come next.

“Would you stop walking away from me when I’m trying to talk to you?!” Grayson shouted as he followed you into the house.

“Fine. You want to talk? Let’s talk. Let’s talk about how you were kissing another girl tonight.“ You said slamming the keys on the counter before turning around to face an angry Grayson.

“I pushed her away! You saw me do it!”

“Yeah that was after I caught you shoving your tongue down her throat!” You said shaking your head, “God knows if I wasn’t there, you’d be doing a lot more than just making out.”

“You’re one to talk…” Grayson scoffed while crossing his arms.

“What’s that supposed to mean?!” You shouted angrily at him, not ready to believe the words that were about to come out of his mouth.

“It means I shouldn’t be the one who should be accused of cheating when you’re the one who’s been flirting with every guy you see!”

Is he actually being serious? Did he really think that you would cheat on him? I am so fucking in love with him that it hurts. But it hurts even more to think that he thinks I would…

“Are you fucking kidding me right now?! Do you really think that I would cheat on you?!” You shouted, tears threatening to spill from your eyes. 

He didn’t say a word, but that’s all what you needed for an answer. He really believed you would…

“You know what? I’m done. Do whatever you want, but I’m not going to stand here and be accused of something I would never do.” You managed to say as your voice broke before leaving Grayson standing in the living room.

You were angry, hurt, and betrayed. Never have you felt so much pain in your life, especially with Grayson. Your whole entire relationship was filled with nothing but love and happiness. It was hard to believe that in this moment you would feel so empty.

Your vision became blurry as tears spilled from your eyes. You couldn’t stay there anymore. You just couldn’t… so you began to pack your bags until you were interrupted by the one your heart still yearned for.

“Wh-what are you doing?” Grayson said with a quiet voice as he stood in the doorway, praying his mind was just playing tricks with him.

“I don’t know anymore. I don’t know.” You said continuing to throw your things into your bags, not daring to look at Grayson because you knew if you stopped, you would break down right then and there.

“St-stop we can fix this. Just stop… please.” Grayson said walking towards you as he continued to watch you.

“Grayson. Just leave me alone!” 

“Y/N we can talk about this! Just please stop!” He begged, but you wouldn’t listen. 

“No Grayson! I’m so tired of fighting for something that doesn’t exist!”

“What are you talking about?” He asked, not moving from his spot.

“You! Me! Us! Don’t you get it? We barely talk to each and when we are we’re at each other’s throats!” You said as more tears fell.

“If you would just talk to me, we can work this out.” Grayson said, feeling himself begin to choke up.

“But we can’t Grayson! Every time we try to, it always leads back to us fighting over and over ag-” By now the tears were streaming endlessly and Grayson knew that if he didn’t do something now, he would lose you forever. 

Grayson quickly grabbed your wrists and pulled you into his chest. You didn’t even try to fight him. It was no use. Even after all the screaming and crying, you still couldn’t help but to feel safe in his arms like you belonged there.

“P-Please. We can f-fix this. Please don’t… Please don’t go… I can’t lose you.” He sobbed into your neck as he held tightly in his arms.

You couldn’t bring yourself to say the words that needed to be said so you stayed silent as the both of you stood there with tears falling from your eyes. Neither of you wanted to ruin what could be the last moment of your relationship.

Somehow you both ended up laying in bed in each other’s arms, but still no words were exchanged as the both of you were terrified of what the other might say until you asked quietly, “Are you happy?”

He paused for a moment, debating if he should say the words that would keep this relationship alive or the words his heart felt was right. Earlier in the beginning of your relationship if you had asked him that, in a heartbeat he would say yes because that was true. But now… he wasn’t so sure, “I don’t know… Are you?”

I really wish I was. I wish I could lie and tell you that I am but I’m not.

Just like Grayson, you contemplated on what should be said next. But you knew what your heart wanted. “I want to be…”

As the night grew on, the both of you fell asleep from how tired you were. But you woke up earlier than expected, leaving you to find yourself wrapped up in Grayson’s arms for one last time. You carefully untangled yourself from him and finished packing your things, careful not to wake Grayson up.

By the time you were finished, he still was sound asleep, except this time soft snores came from his slightly a-gaped mouth. You couldn’t help but to feel your heart melt at how peaceful he looked. Something inside you still wished there was something you could do to save your relationship, if there was anything left that is. But you had promised yourself you needed to do what’s best for you so you placed a soft kiss to his temple and whispered, “I love you.”

No matter how much it hurt you to leave him. It hurt more knowing you weren’t right for each other.

Grayson woke up to the sound of the door closing after you had left. He fluttered his eyes open as they adjusted to the sunlight shining into the room. “Good morning angel.” He said expecting you to be by his side, but was shocked to see your side of the bed empty.

He quickly got out of bed and ran out to the rest of the house as memories of last night flooded his mind, “Y/N? No… No!” He was praying you didn’t do what you had thought of before, but when he couldn’t find you, he had lost all hope.

As Grayson reentered his room, he found a note with his name on it. With shaky hands, he picked the letter, terrified of what you wrote. But he knew that if he didn’t do it now, he would never be able to.

With defeat Grayson sat on his bed, heart racing a mile a minute, he began to read:

Grayson Bailey Dolan.

My love. My heart. My everything.

I love you. I will always love you.

Never in a million years I thought I’d be writing this letter to you nor would we ever be in this position… But I guess time has changed over the last few years, hasn’t it?

I will never forget the day I met you. Sometimes I wonder what happened if I took a different route or went at a different time, then I would have never met you. But I’m so glad I didn’t because I met you and from that moment on, I have felt nothing but love and happiness I’ve only dreamt about.

You’ve given me the love I never thought I was capable of because you learned how to love my flaws, especially my never-ending questions when I worry too much. Most importantly, you learned how to love me when I pushed you away and built walls to keep everyone out. I never thought someone was going to be able to breakdown those walls, but you did. You made me into a better version of myself, pushing me to chase my dreams and being there every step of the way. You never left my side.

Gosh and that night when you brought up our future, I swore I fell more in love than ever because you saw a future with me. You planned out everything to the point where we grow old and smelly together. That future was so perfect and I was so ready to love you forever and ever. And if you asked me to marry you that night, I would have. Just like any other day. I would in a heartbeat.

But somehow along the way I guess we fell out of love. Day by day that future we planned together was slipping away. Nights together weren’t the same. Grayson… I tried. I tried to stay a little longer, but my heart couldn’t take it anymore. We weren’t happy. I wasn’t happy.

Please know that this is the hardest thing I’ve ever done. It physically hurts me to write this as you’re sound asleep two doors down. I never wanted to hurt you. 

They say that if you love someone, let them go. And if they come back to you, they’re yours to keep. God I am hoping this is the case, Grayson. I hope that one day we’ll run into each other, years from now and be able to finally have our future together. I can’t wait for that day because I will still be in love with you and hopefully you’ll still feel the same. But for now, I guess this is… see you soon. 

I love you.

-Y/N

When Grayson finally managed to finish the letter, his heart broke into a million pieces. He never wanted to hurt you. He loves you more than anything in the world. He would do anything to turn back time and give you the love you deserve.

He put down the letter and picked up the engagement ring he gave you a few months ago, made to fit you perfectly and read the words engraved into the ring:

Meant To Be. -G

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Hii, me again (sorry) 😂 Just wondering if you’re still continuing with Meant to be? I loved it so much 💜💜💜

Don’t be sorry!! I love when you guys reach out to me! I don’t get a lot so it’s nice:)💛

And yes I am! It was supposed to be out a few weeks ago but my dumb butt accidentally deleted it. Literally an hour before!

Possibly coming out v soon👀 👀

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I’m so guilty of doing this👀

New fic on the rise!! I hope she doesn’t push him away for good...

Tell me what you want

Summary: Y/N keeps messing with Grayson’s head and quite frankly, he’s had enough!

Warning: swearing?

Angst, sad Gray, protective Ethan

Word count: 1,048

A/N: He looks so sad in this picture:( but it kinda fit with the story so

All Grayson knew was that he was head over heels, desperately in love with a girl who quite frankly, didn’t know what the hell she wanted! One day she was into him, wanting to spend every second with him, she wanted nothing more than to tell him that she was all in, and that was also all he wanted to hear.

But the next day? The next day he wouldn’t hear from her, she’d disappear, not wanting to be contacted? It confused him, heck it confused her!

Today was one of those days, the second day, she’d spent the entire week by his side, waiting for him in his room when he was filming, making him a snack when he was editing, basically she’d been acting like they were finally getting somewhere! Finally that once little step further towards a relationship.

But today? Today he’d called her 5 times to be sent straight to voicemail, all he wanted was to ask if she wanted him to drop off her laptop, since she’d left it at his and he thought she might of needed it? Evidently not.

He just wanted to know what was going on in her head, if he even stood a chance with her? Because if he didn’t then he’d rather know, so to not waste his time fighting a losing battle.

Meanwhile Y/N was sat on her couch, a spy movie that she wasn’t paying attention to played on the tv. She stared at her phone ringing on the coffee table, his name displayed on the screen, and again she let it ring off.

She didn’t know what she was doing herself, she wants to blame it on him, that maybe it was because he deserved better, which he did of course because he definitely didn’t deserve this kind of treatment. Or maybe she doesn’t want the attention that comes with being Grayson Dolan’s girlfriend? But if that was the case then why does she keep going back?

She so desperately wanted the answers, but so did he, and what she didn’t know was that he was starting to grow impatient with her, frustrated if you will. And could you blame him?

He frowned down at his phone, deciding that he wouldn’t be calling her again today, maybe not at all. Because how long would this go on for? He’s not prepared to spend the rest of his days chasing after a girl who is starting to make it quite obvious that she didn’t want him, and it didn’t matter if that girl happened to be the love of his life or not.

Just as he placed his phone on the kitchen table and slumped down into his seat he heard a loud sigh.

“She fucking with your head again bro?” Ethan asked, leaning against the door, earning nothing but a sad look from his younger twin. “Dude, you’re gonna have to say something! This shit is fucking cruel. You know it, I know it, and she knows it! And to be honest bro, she’s starting to piss me off!” And with that, Ethan turned back into his room, leaving a moping Grayson in the kitchen.

Was he right? Was she doing this to be malicious?

With that painful idea in his head, he grew even more impatient, picking up his phone again he checked to see when she was last on her social media’s. He knew it was a bit weird, a bit stalker-esc but he was growing desperate.

That’s when he saw she was last online 5 minutes ago and thought back to what Ethan had said, deciding that his brother might be talking sense for once so he followed him into his room.

“What do I do E? Because I don’t know how much more of this shit I can take” he sighed, taking a seat on the corner of Ethan’s bed. He looked at Grayson from where he was standing by his drum set and shrugged.

“If it was me I’d of come right out and told her she was being a dick. But you’re a lot nicer than I am” he said, taking a seat on the stool with no intention on playing the drums anymore. “And you’re a lot more patient too, because I’d of done it a long ass time ago”

“So I need to tell her to decide?” Grayson looked down at his hands, a new wave of anxiety suddenly hitting him right in the gut, it wasn’t really a question for Ethan to answer, he knew he had to do it. And it was now or never.

Y/N still sat on her couch, watching her phone, almost waiting for it to ring again but when it never did she fell back into her pillows and let out a frustrated cry. What the hell was she doing?

Just as she was about to spiral into questioning her motives again, her front door swung open and he walked straight in to her dimly lit hallway.

“I’m not staying” he announced among arrival, “I just needed to sort some things out”

“What things?” She asked, to which he scoffed and then shook his head, looking at her in disbelief because no way does she not know what he’s talking about?

“What do you want from me?” He shot back, getting right to the point this time. “Cause you can’t keep doing this to me Y/N, it’s fucking cruel, and don’t even play innocent cause I fucking swear I will walk straight out of here and never breathe a word to you again!”

“Gray I-“ she tried but he cut her off short, deciding he wasn’t finished telling her what he’d wanted to tell her for months.

“No! Don’t start with some bullshit excuse, you either want to be with me, or you don’t? Now which is it? Because for the life of me I can’t figure out what the hell you want” he ran his hands through his hair in frustration, something that drove her absolutely crazy but now wasn’t the time to think like that.

When he didn’t get an answer he simply shook his head and looked at anything else but her. “Let me know when you’ve figured it out, and until you do.. don’t contact me”

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I just started writing on here and I just wanted to ask how do you get people to notice your work?

Hiii☺️ welcome!

I just want to say write for yourself. I know it’s easier said than done not to care about the reblogs or likes, but be proud of what you post. Not a lot of people have the guts to do it!

For me, I just used the tags like crazy. I did as much as I could and let it go from there and continued to write because I enjoyed it. But I also read other people’s posts and commented, reblogged, liked, or just messaged them! Everyone on here is really nice!!

Hope that helps a little. You’re more than welcome to message me anytime!!💛

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Has anyone changed their username before and how did you fix your masterlist??

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when you notice that his picture and contact name changed from “E💕” to no pic and just “Ethan Dolan” 🥺

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A/N: if you read Spaces here, you’ll know how painful these screenshots are 🥺 just a little fun bonus for our hurting hearts.

Stay tuned for the most painful 🥺