{ethan grant dolan}
(warning: explicit language)
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"god, you're such a fucking asshole!"
you cry out, your head leaning on the car door of the passenger side, tears beginning to spill down your cheeks
"oh yeah? you're a real fucking bitch so i guess that makes two of us!"
this harsh statement by your boyfriend causes you to pause in shock then eventually start sobbing, turning your silent tears into obvious suffering
it's come to the point where neither of you know why you're fighting, just that you've both said things you shouldn't have
he's taken aback by your cries, snapping back into reality and softening at the sight of you in pain
he turns to look at you, "baby..."
your head turns toward him, eyebrows furrowed in frustration
it's not exactly his words that hurt you, since you know you both are just saying things you don't mean in the midst of the fight; instead, it's that you two have constantly been arguing about small things.
"don't you fucking baby me, you don't get to do that, just shut up and take me home.. my parents' home" you say as you move closer to the car door to lean into it further and away from him
his heart breaks as you extend the distance between you two, "no, y/n, please.. i'm sorry i didn't mean any of it, i love you so much"
you shake your head, scoffing and crying even more,"ethan it's not even worth it anymore, all we do is fight over stupid little things nowadays"
"what are you trying to say?" he looks at you with sad eyes
as much as it hurts to admit you say,"i'm saying maybe we're not worth it, maybe we should just make things easier on ourselves by ending it now. i'm tired of fighting with you all the time. it's- we're not the same"
ethan leans toward you, grabbing your hand. you're reluctant to his touch, but decide not to pull away from his comforting grasp. you turn to look at his sad expression.
"y/n i don't want it easy, i know it's been hard lately but i want to work through it. i would fight with you everyday for the rest of my life just because it's with you. you mean everything to me and i want to show you that"
you sigh again, wanting to believe his words but you just can't find it in you to do so
"i want to believe you, but i don't even know who we are anymore. i feel like we're growing apart and that scares me more than anything. i'm losing you and we're losing us"
his grip on your hand tightens slightly, showing how determined he is to fix the situation
"y/n i know you're hesitant but i will work however long it takes showing you how much i love you. i will fight for you, not with you."
his words are full of meaning, and you can feel that. although you two have been fighting, you both know there's nobody else you'd rather do it. you know the strength of your love is stronger than anything that could attempt to separate you.
you wipe your tears away with your other hand before cupping the side of his face and pulling him in for a kiss, both of you softly smiling into it.
as you pull away, you both turn forward and he grabs your hand to intertwine it with his
he turns to look at you and smiles,"let's go home now, shall we?"
you smile back,"yeah, let's go home"
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omg idk how i feel about this one, and actually all of my writing. i know i'm not really the best writer but i enjoy doing it and writing out these scenarios i have in my head. and i know they're kinda short and not specific most of the time so i'm really sorry about that. pls vote & comment, i love hearing from you guys!! also feel free to check me out on other social media:
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thank u for reading ily
-stacey
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