Ethan Dolan Imagines/Preferences

He Finds Out You Self-Harm (Ethan) pt. 1

Ok, so I know that whenever you read these imagines/stories, the writer tells you that you need to get help.
So, I'm just going to say that it does get better. I know it doesn't seem like it. I promise it will get better.
(Ethan is not famous yet)
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You were out at the mall, mall walking. You had been doing this for a few hours already, so you just decided to go home. When you were walking home, you decided to listen to some music. You unlocked your phone and started playing music on Pandora. You thought you heard someone following you, so you took your earbuds out, nope no one there. Just when you put your earbuds back in someone tapped on your shoulder. You were slightly startled, you didn't get scared easily, so you just looked to see who it was. It was your bestfriend Ethan Dolan. He walked you home, it silent around you, it was nice. When you finally reached your house, Ethan said bye and walked next door to his house.

Ethan was slightly taller than you, and very muscular. When the preps at your school saw you hanging out with Ethan, they started teasing you, and that quickly escalated to you getting bullied and beat by them. You didn't tell Ethan about it. They only beat you in the stomach, so it was easy to hide. Ethan would stick up for you when he was around but other than that you were by yourself. Ethan was your only friend and you were fine with that. But you eventually got tired of being bullied and you were searching for relieve when you found a pencil sharpener. It gave you a horrible idea, to cut your self.

When you finally got the blade out you didn't close blinds, just your door. You sat on your bed, thinking about what they called you and said to you. Tears started running down your cheeks. You held the blade above your wrist, rethinking your decision, you decided this was right. You put the tip of the blade on your right wrist and slid it across. It hurt and you felt relief, but not enough. You decided to go deeper. Then you actually felt relief, you forgot what this felt like. You made a couple of more cuts, each of them equally as deep as the other. You decided that was enough right now. You put the blade in your phonecase, that is when you heard a knock on your bedroom window.

You jolted around and stood there hoping he didn't see anything you just did. You decided that you should probably just let him in, and whatever happened, happened. When you opened your window Ethan came in, and layed down on your bed. You layed next to him. It was nice that you could do this with him. You were always happy and stuff that no one ever suspected you self harm until now. Ethan pulled you around so that you were facing him. You only looked into his eyes once, and you couldn't look back. His eyes were glassy and tears were starting to form.

"Give me your phone." "No Ethan." "Yes Y/N, I know you put the blade there." "Ok. But taking the blade away from me won't stop me from getting another." "Well... I have to agree with you about that, but I Love You Y/N. I really love you." he stated. You didn't believe him though. "No you don't. You're just saying that. I know it." you cried. Ethan started to break down, "Y/N, please just give me that blade and give me the pencil sharpener." You sniffled and got up. You gave him the blade and the pencil sharpener. He took them and smashed them them flushed them. He turned around and looked at you.

"I'm sorry. I'm so sorry." Ethan cried and you wiped his tears away. "It's not your fault Ethan. Don't blame yourself. Please just stay with me. We can talk about it tomorrow. I promise Ethan."

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Ok so I am going to do a part two.

Bye