Dolan Twin Stories

The Meet and Greet

[Your POV]

You stand in the line of excited teenage girls, bodies jostling against yours, as you wait your turn to meet the Dolan twins. The hallway is hot and stuffy, and you hope to god you aren't sweating off all of your makeup and that your hair isn't going frizzy.

You become more and more nervous and excited the closer you get to the front of the line - you feel like your heart is going to beat out of your chest, and your feet are slipping around in the little black peep-toe boots you're wearing.

Finally, you're at the front of the line, standing behind a barricade and a security guard. You just can hear Grayson's laugh from where you stand, and at one point you think you can hear Ethan exclaiming "Dude!". After a few long minutes, the security guard nods and lets you through.

As you walk around the corner, hoping you don't fall over in your heeled boots (maybe these were a bad idea) you finally catch a glimpse of the two boys you've been obsessed with for the past year and a half. It's really happening!

[Ethan's POV]

Ethan's mind feels dull as he farewells a young girl, maybe 12 years old, as she leaves the meet and greet room. He loves meeting the fans, but he has barely slept over the last few days and he feels exhausted. He psychs himself up for the short 30 minutes that remain of the night - he can't wait to crawl into bed.

Ethan sees that his shoelace is untied and crouches down to tie it up. Just then, he hears heeled boots clipping on the marble floor and Grayson's sharp intake of breath. Ethan looks up from where he crouches and sees... an angel?

She is so gorgeous. Her face reminds him of a doll - pouty, full lips, delicate eyebrows, a little nose and sparkling doe eyes. Her hair is loosely curled, framing her heart shaped face with caramel colored waves.

"Hi" she says with a smile. Ethan watches as Grayson hugs the girl, asks her her name and how she's feeling. She turns to say hello to Ethan, and he realizes he's still crouched on the floor. He quickly stands up, gathers himself and smiles at her. She moves to hug him, and he envelopes her delicate frame in his arms, taking in her sweet smell.

Ethan looks at Grayson over her head as she hugs him, and by the look in his eyes he knows that Grayson sees how beautiful she is too.

[Your POV]

Your face is buried in the fabric of Ethan's shirt. You will never forget the feeling of the cool material against your warm face - you will make sure of it. As you break away, you look at Ethan's face and see him staring openly at your face, which makes you blush until you remind yourself that he must look at all the meet and greet girls like that.

"Hi... how are you?" Ethan says after a seconds pause. Your heart sinks - he didn't even ask your name, even though you're pretty sure they're both obligated to ask your name. You don't want to introduce yourself in the middle of the conversation and make it awkward, so you just respond smoothly.

"I'm really good thanks!" You say, smiling up at both of them. You'd never realized how tall they were - or maybe how short you are. Grayson carries a conversation with you for a couple of minutes, easy chatter that makes you feel comfortable - how old are you, is this your home town and the like. You notice that Ethan seems to have lost the ability to speak.

When it comes time for your photo, Grayson asks you what type of photo pose you want. You falter - you hadn't really thought this out past "Hi". Ethan finally seems to remember how to speak when he notices you dithering, so he suggests that they both kiss your cheeks. You agree, and the photo gets taken.

"How about another one?" Ethan suggests.

"Uh... okay" you say, confused. You know that it's normal to just get one posed photo and then leave.

"How about I squish your cheeks together - like this" He says, demonstrating on himself, "And you do the same to me?"

You laugh, agree, and the photo is taken. You lean down to grab your bag off the ground and make to leave, but Ethan says "Wait!"

You stop and turn around.

"Whats your name?" Ethan says, standing close to you and holding your wrist. You tell him, and he gets his phone out and writes it in a memo.

"I'll... DM you or something" Ethan says, suddenly seeming shy. "You're really... cool and pretty."

"I'm holding you to that" you say, smiling as you gently remove his fingers from your wrist. As you make your way to your car, you let out a smile in the darkness of the parking lot.

"Ethan fricken Dolan thinks I'm pretty."

~ Several weeks later ~

[Your POV]

As you scroll through Instagram, laying in your bed in your pyjamas, you get a follower request notification. You click it to see if its anyone you know and your heart almost stops.

@ethandolan requested to follow you. You sit upright and stare at the notification in disbelief.

After a moments hesitation you accept his request, your heart beating as you kneel on your bed, wondering whether he will message you or if your brief moment of interaction is over.

He messages you.

You gasp and stand upright on your bed. Ethan Dolan just SLID INTO YOUR DMS.

"Hey ;)" the message reads.
"HI" you respond, and then "Oh my god that wasn't meant to be in capitals fml".
"Hahaha" is his immediate reply, and then "What are you up to?"

At this point you realize that you are jumping up and down on your bed, which is not exactly what you want to reply. You immediately get under your covers to make your next message true: "Just in bed hby?"
"Doing something I should've done three weeks ago"
"And what would that be?"
"Asking you on a date. Would you like to go on a date with me?"