Imagine This || Dolan Twins

Your First Fight (Grayson) Pt. 1

Listening to Impossible by Shontelle will make it a little more suspenseful ❤✌

Your POV

Tomorrow is my birthday. Gray and I are supposed to go shopping for my outfit today because he's taking me out somewhere tomorrow.

My parents both work really late, so I walked into an empty house after school.

Thank God it's my last week, but finals is already stressing both Gray and I out. It's hitting us pretty hard since its our last year.

I ran up to my room and slammed the door shut, frustrated as hell.

I plopped back on my bed after throwing my bookbag into my closet. That's when my phone started vibrating in my pocket. I pulled it out and saw that it was Grayson.

"Hello." I answered with a sigh.

"Hey babe, I'm sorry but I can't go with you to the mall today." He said, yawning.

"Why not?" I asked questioningly.

"It's nothing really, it's just...something came up." He said.

"Oh okay, well, what is it?"

"Nothing, alright? I just gotta do something really important." He said, a hint of frustration in his voice.

"Oh, so I'm not as important to you then?"

"What? NO! THAT'S NOT WHAT-" He yelled, stopping suddenly.

"Y/N," he sighed. "I'm not gonna have this conversation with you right now. I have things to do."

"Things that are more important than me right?" I said, my voice filled with anger.

"DO YOU NOT TRUST ME OR SOMETHING?" He yelled. I could tell he was getting angrier with me.

"Maybe I do, maybe I don't. If you'd just tell me what's so important, maybe I'd reconcider." I said, walking out of my room and downstairs to the kitchen.

"You know what, I gotta go. Bye." He said, hanging up on me.

I looked down at my dark phone screen in shock.

He actually hung up on me.

I called him back, but he didn't answer. I called him another four times while looking for something to eat.

I left him some text messages.

Me: Answer your phone.

Me: wtf dude just answer it already so we can talk

Me: Why aren't you answering me?

Me: I hope you know I can see that you've read my messages asshole.

Me: I have no shame in texting you ten times in a row Grayson.

Me: If you don't answer me this time were over.

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I called him one last time. It was ringing for a long time. Tears started forming in my eyes as it just kept ringing.

I'm sorry, but the person you're trying to reach has a voicemail box-

I hung up the phone and slammed it down on the counter. Tears flowed down my cheeks and hit the counter as I had both my hands at either end of it.

It's all my fault.

I shed more and more tears, gripping my hair forcefully and pulling at it.

I should've just trusted him.

I started bawling out crying as I grabbed my phone and ran up to my room, throwing myself onto my bed as I sobbed my heart out.

Grayson's POV

I cant believe y/n right now. She doesn't think she can trust me? Why can't she just except the fact that I'm busy.

Buying her a birthday present that is.

She kept calling me and I just let it ring. I was in my car and I sat in front of my house, thinking about our relationship.

How can we have a strong relationship if she doesn't trust me?

I got three texts in a row from her. I picked up my phone.

Y/N ❤: Answer your phone.

Y/N ❤: wtf dude just answer it already so we can talk

Y/N ❤: Why aren't you answering me?

Maybe because you're being delusional is what I wanted to say but knew it would just pisss her off more.

Y/N ❤: I hope you know I can see that you've read my messages asshole.

Wow, so I'm an asshole now.

Y/N ❤: I have no shame in texting you ten times in a row Grayson.

Y/N ❤: If you don't answer me this time were over.

She called me once again and I grabbed my phone. I was about to answer it, until I got to thinking.

We've been dating for a year and a half already and we've had petty little fights like this before, but I'm getting tired of it. I don't wanna fight with her anymore.

Maybe we could use a break.

I was so caught up in my own thoughts that I didn't realize I missed the call.

Y/n stopped calling and texting after a few minutes.

I looked out into the vacant street and silently started crying. I miss her already.

I regret not answering her now. She probably hates me. I hate myself for not answering her.

I have to make this right.

~•~•~•~•~To Be Continued~•~•~•~•~

A/N Thanks for 9k! I love y'all sfm and don't forget to read and keep Why Me in your library to find out when my sequel comes out. ❤❤❤

Comment if you want part two up today or else I'll just update it tomorrow! ✨✨✨

Peace yo's! ❤✌ ~Tatyana