Dolan Twins Imagines

Imagine #16: First Fight with Grayson

You and Grayson were on your way home from a not so nice dinner date. From the very beginning you knew it wasn't going to be a pleasant evening. 

"Does this dress look fine?" You asked Grayson who was sitting at the edge of your bed on his phone. 

He looked up and shrugged his shoulders. You scuffed and went back into the closet to get your jacket.

"Okay let's go," you said while looking at Grayson's phone. 

He was texting his ex, Chloe. You ignored it and waited for Grayson in the car. It took him a while to get out of the house. Once you arrived at the restaurant, you immediately noticed Grayson checking out the waitress. You had always hated this restaurant and for that specific reason. Everyone who worked here was attractive. You just now realized that's probably why Grayson loved coming here so much. You didn't talk much during dinner and when you got back in the car after dinner, you stayed quiet. 

"That was a nice dinner," Grayson said sarcastically.

You knew he knew you were pissed but it was obvious he didn't know why. When you didn't respond to Grayson's comment, he pulled over and looked at you. 

"Okay, what the fuck is wrong with you? You haven't said a word since we left," he said loudly. 

You looked out the window, not wanting to look at him. 

"Hello? Y/n? Am I talking to my girlfriend or am I talking to a brick wall cause right now it seems like there's a fucking wall sitting in the passenger seat where my girlfriend is supposed to be," he said, his voice getting louder. 

You rolled your eyes and looked at him. His jaw was clenched and his hands were in tight fists, revealing an unhealthy shade of white on his knuckles.

"Okay, seriously. Why are you being such a bitch?" He said hitting the steering wheel. 

"Maybe because I can't tell anymore if my boyfriend still likes me or not! It's obvious you don't have eyes for only me! I'm not blind Grayson! I saw you texting Chloe, I saw you checking the waitress out and I sure as hell saw you flirting with her when I was coming back from the restroom!" You were now yelling and you could feel the tears forming in your eyes. "I can't handle not feeling wanted anymore! Just tell me, do you still love me?" 

Grayson placed his hand on yours and looked in your eyes. 

"Don't fucking touch me until you give me a fucking answer," you said taking your hand away from his. 

"Of course I still love you, y/n! You're my girlfriend for fuck's sake! I love you! Not the waitress, not Chloe, I love you! Why can't you see that?"

"Because you're constantly checking out other girls! How can I trust what you're saying when I can't even leave you for five minutes without you hitting on another girl?"

"Listen, I'm sorry for doing all those horrible things that I've done to cause you to feel this way. But I wasn't hitting on that waitress nor was I texting my ex Chloe. With the waitress, I just noticed she had a huge stain on her butt and when you were in the washroom I was asking her if she could bring some milk over because my meal was way spicier than I thought it would be," he laughed and so did you, "and the Chloe I was texting was my new manager, Chloe Bernstein, not my ex. I'm so sorry for making you think I was unfaithful, y/n. I love you so much. Please believe me," he said looking into my eyes.

He reached for your hand again and you let him keep it there this time. You leaned in for a kiss and when he broke, Grayson said "I'm taking that as a yes? You believe me?"

You nod before kissing him again. After an intense make-out session, you and Grayson went home where he made up for the not so pleasant dinner with a movie and some homemade chocolate chip cookies. You and Grayson spent the rest of the night cuddling on the living room couch.