Imagine This || Dolan Twins

Estelle Imagine (Eng-Fren)

First off, sorry for not posting in like 1738 years, life got me shook. But this is a little something new I'm trying. If you speak another language and want to request an imagine, I can do both; the first half will be in English, and the next half will be the language you prefer. I gotchu 😉😉❤️

Estelle's POV (English)
"Hello?" I answered the phone.

"Damn, it's about time you picked up the damn phone. Where've you been? I've been trying to call you for the past hour." Grayson sounded worried.

I checked the time on my phone to see it was only eight o'clock. I brought it back up to my ear as I clicked on my seatbelt.

"Grayson, it's only eight. I told you we weren't gonna be home until seven or eight. What's the big deal?"

"The 'big deal' is that you need to get here, now. And tell Ethan to check his fucking messages."

"Grayson, why are you so upset?"

"What's he telling you?" Ethan asked from the driver's seat.

I held my finger up to shush him, trying to listen to what Grayson had to say.

"I'm upset because while you and your new fuck buddy are fucking hitting it off, I'm at home alone on our fucking anniversary.

"So where've you been," he asked, "you've been gone for four hours. Going grocery shopping doesn't take that long Estelle. And why haven't you been answering your phone, hm?"

"It's been charging while I was in the store. And we've been taking so long because we had to go to more than one store and-"

"Yeah, I'm sure you did. Estelle," he sighed. "I don't think this is gonna work out if you can't tell me the truth. If you can't be honest with me than what's the point of doing this for another year? If we don't have honestly and loyalty, we don't have a relationship."

"And what about trust?" I was basically screaming at this point. "You don't trust that I'm telling you the truth?!"

"No. I don't actually. Not when you're gone for four hours with my brother and can't come up with a relevant explanation for why you were gone."

"You know what..." I thought about an answer, but couldn't come up with one. So I hung up.

I sighed, throwing my head back on the seat as we drove down the dimly lit street.

"What was all that about?" Ethan asked, merging onto the highway.

"He thinks I'm cheating on him. With you."

"What?!" He seemed just as pissed as I was. "He knows we're just friends. He knows I have eyes for Kelly from Spanish right now. I wouldn't do anything to jeopardize your relationship and you both know that," Ethan explained, gripping the steering wheel tighter.

"You should've just told him the truth," he said.

"But I wanted to keep it a surprise. I didn't want to let him know what we were up to. He did so much for me and us and our relationship and," I sighed, "and I guess I just wanted him to feel as appreciated as he's made me feel is all."

"Yeah, I understand," he said as he pulled into the driveway. "Hopefully he understands when he sees everything and all will be forgiven."

"I hope so," I sighed as we both got out of the car and grabbed the bags out of the back seat.

We went into my house and set up quickly before Grayson got home. I went over this morning and spent a little bit of time with him before I told him I had to leave. I lied saying I had to run some last minute errands for my birthday party in a couple days with Ethan and that in order to save room in the car we needed it to be just us two. Luckily Grayson initially trusted us enough to let us do so and not complain about it, but I knew he'd have something to say about it eventually.