*Quick authors note*
Okay, so I just went through all of the parts of this story again, and I've made a Dolan twin chapter, but not a Grayson Dolan chapter. Why, you may ask? I don't know. I'm sorry, I think I may have fallen a long time ago, and that has impaired my ability to remember who I write about in each part. ANYWAY, please enjoy this chapter and OMG NEWS! 1)I have two fanfic stories going, Breaking the Rules and Getting Even. PLEASE GO READ THEM, I will love you forever. And vote and comment! And I'm going to make a MAGCON type fandom account on Instagram soon, I'll make an authors note when I get that made. I love you all, and stay beautiful ❤️❤️"Grayson, keep your eyes on the road," you say as Grayson looks over to you again, only to swerve half into a ditch with his brand new Range Rover.
"What, we've been married for ten years. Does that mean I'm not allowed to admire your beautifulness anymore?"
"Not of its going to get us in an accident," you say playfully, and peck his cheek as he continues towards your home.
"Do you think the babysitter could handle the kids?" He asks, and you just shake your head and chuckle.
"Probably not, the twins are a lot like you and Ethan were. Cassidy's pretty level headed, though. She probably just laughed as the babysitter chased Ethan and Cameron around. And by the way, I still find it slightly odd that you wanted to name our twin boys after your brother and your sister," you say, causing a sudden eruption of laughter a from Grayson as he looks over to you again.
"I like the name Cameron, and we already had Cassidy named, so I told myself the next kid we have will be Cameron, girl or boy. I always just say we named him after Cameron Dallas, you remember him right?" He asks, and you blush as you remember your hot summer with him before you even met Grayson.
"Sadly," you mutter, and Grayson looks at you once again.
He frowns, "what's wrong?"
"Would you look at the god damn- GRAYSON!"
A truck carrying logs slams into your front end, causing you both to jolt. It was at this moment that you realized Grayson wasn't wearing a seat belt, as he had been thrown into the windshield, blood spewing from various parts of his body. Your leg was crushed from the impact under the glove box, and you winced with pain at even the thought of moving it. Soon, ambulances and police cars arrived, but Grayson didn't respond as they hollered at him to see if he was okay. Tears filled your eyes, and you prayed to God he was just unconscious.
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FanfictionThat last description was so dramatic I became nauseated just reading it