Imagine This || Dolan Twins

Crying (Grayson)

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Your POV

Netflix and Chill. Dolan style.

That's right baby. Criminal Minds and food all day while layed up on the couch with my boo.

(A/N: S/O to all the dirty minded skittles out there)

"Hey, I'm gonna run to the store really quick and get more Takis. You think you can stay here really quick 'cause Ethan took my keys." Grayson said, getting up from the couch.

"Uuhh. Fine." I groaned.

"Don't gimmie that backtalk." He said, rolling his head slightly and snapping his fingers as he put his other hand in his hip. He sounded just like someone from Jersey Shore. Oh god, not this crap again.

"Just go buy me food." I whined. "Oh, and get some Arizona."

"What kind you want girl?" He asked, still in the same Jersey accent.

"Oh my god. Are you gonna keep talking like that?" I laughed.

"Hell yes." He said, snapping his fingers across my face after each word.

"Just go." I laughed, pushing his hand out of my face.

"Okay." He laughed. "What kind of Arizona do you want though?"

"Watermelon and Sweet tea. Thanks boo." I said, smiling at my phone.

"I'll be back." He said, planting a kiss on my cheek.

I sat there as he went upstairs and I heard him close the front door. I got up and ran upstairs, searching for any sign of food, even though he just went to get some.

I decided just to grab a water bottle and sat down on the stool. I finished scrolling through Insta and started stalking Twitter.

Obviously since Gray and I have been dating for about four months now, there's been some hate comments going around in the fandom. I mean, I'd be a little jealous too if I was still a Bromieomie. Even though that's what I started out as before I met Gray at a meet and greet, I still feel like part of this fandom, so I have a fan account that no one knows about.

As I continued looking through my twitter feed, I began seeing the hate comments more and more. It's been getting worse, trust me. But I've been really good at trying not to let it get to me.

One tweet in particular caught my eye. It was from my best friend. It had a picture that hadn't loaded yet with a caption that read 'She's such a slut. I don't know why anyone would ever wanna date a bitch like that. He can do so much better than this piece of shit'.

I clicked on the picture that was currently still loading as tears filled my eyes. I hope she was talking about someone else and not me.

But sure enough, when the picture loaded, it was a picture of me and Gray. It was the most recent Snapchat of us holding hands. We were actually Netflix and Chilling.

(A/N: You dirty minded skittles I swear... Smh)

I gasped so loud as soon as it loaded. I couldn't believe that out of all people, my best friend would betray me and call me a slut.

I mean, I'm not the one who's slept with threw different guys in the last two months.

This hit me hard. I didn't think she'd do something like this to me. I didn't know how to react besides cry.

I stood up and ran upstairs to Grayson's room. I jumped into his bed face first.

I screamed, bawling my eyes out. I pulled at the roots of my hair, nearly pulling a fistful out as I cried hysterically.