"Ethan stop.", you say, shoving him off.
"Come on, y/n-"
"You couldn't have told me huh?", you said, turning to him. He stood there speechless, "You just had to watch me break."
He sighs, "Please don't be mad-"
"No, I will be mad, because other than Grayson-"
"I wanted to tell you, but Gr-"
"No, don't put it all on Grayson, you could've told me and you know it.", you said bluntly.
You both stood there quietly.
"Cheap shot.", you both hear.
Ethan turned around to find a troubling Ashley trying to hold herself up.
"You little-"
As you tried to rush over to her, Ethan threw himself in front of you.
"Come on, y/n, don't-"
You ignore Ethan's comments and stare Ashley down, "You wanna go-"
"Really?", Ashley scoffs, "You wanna where I'm gonna go? Out with your boyf-"
"He's not my boyf-"
"Please stop screaming, y/n," he begs, pushing you to his truck, "she's not worth it-"
"You'd know.", you scoff. After a second, you shove him off, "Wouldn't you?"
You walk away, "Where are you goi-"
You turn to him with a fake smile, "Oh I'm just gonna go on to the mall, get a present for the newly weds-"
"Y/n-"
You turn back around, "I'm going home, Ethan."
"Can I-"
"No, you can't take me home."
He sighed. He turned to walk back inside his house. He saw her camera, along with her purse. Inside the purse were tickets.
You felt betrayed. Horrible. This horrible feeling won't go away.
Don't cry. Don't cry.
You forced other things in your head, but nothing beat Grayson and Ashley. You cringe at the thought of it.
Your phone begins to blow up. You were sorta hoping it was Grayson, but it wasn't. It was Ethan.
Ethan: you left your things here, either come back to get them then let me take you home or I meet you halfway in my truck THEN take you home
Ethan: don't be mad at me please.
Ethan: I promise you
Ethan: my intentions of not telling you were nothing but good
Ethan: please
Then Grayson tweeted.
@ GraysonDolan Tweeted:
Welp 😭.
Your eyes get watery. He doesn't even care? Why didn't he just-
Ring. Ring. Ring. Ring.
"Hello?"
"Let me take you home, y/n-"
"Ethan Grant Dolan, I can't stand to see you right now-"
As he hears your voice crack, his sniffles as well, "You're my best friend, don't be mad."
"How can I not b-"
"Let's argue in the car, yeah?"
You turn around and see Ethan's truck. His eyes watery, his weak smile dangling your bag.
You sniffle and give up. You walk over to the car and hop in.
"Is he even sorry?", you say, after putting your seatbelt on.
Ethan looks at you, you stay staring at your legs, "Y/n-"
"Tell me. I can take it.", you say.
He sighs before saying, "No, he thinks he made the right decis-" You burst into tears. "Y/n, no, don't cry-"
"Everything he said, everything we were.... lies."
"No," he says, pulling you in,"stop-"
"Why didn't he just...."
"Y/n," he sighed.
You push him off and wipe your tears.
"Sorry, I...", you sniffle, "I got a little carried away there, but-"
"It's okay to cry-"
"I know. Thank you. Now drive."
He sighed again, and let you go. He started driving to your house, nothing but silence.
"I didn't know you were taking him out of the country.", Ethan says.
How did he... doesn't matter, "No one knew. It was a surprise.", you say, bluntly, "How'd you even-"
"You left your bag, remember?", he says. "Why Australia?"
"He liked it there while he was on tour... I've never been."
"Can you just hear me out-"
"I no longer want to speak about him or what just happened.", you say. Ethan grunts, "Oh I'm sorry is it too much to ask for?"
"No-"
"Ethan, you're just as guilty as he is!"
"No I am not!"
"Yes you are! You're my best friend! You could've said something, we would have broken up! It could have given me time to heal-"
"I think we both know it'd take more than just 4 months to get over this, so-"
"It's been 4 months?"
Your eyes get watery again, "Y/n, I thought he told yo-"
"No, it's cool.", you look away from Ethan. "It's just..."
"What?"
"He was still telling me he loved me...", you begin silently crying.
You cover your face and Ethan grabs your hand, "Come on, dude, stop."
"Shut up, Eth-"
"Please let me-"
"You know what!? I'm walking!"
You grabbed your things and unbuckle your seatbelt, "Y/n, stop, don't-"
"F()ck you.", you say bluntly. He locked your door, "Ethan!"
"Stay in the car, please-"
You struggle to press the unlock button, "Grayson! I wanna leave!"
"I'm not Grayson!"
Your body stood still.
Flashback ; to the night you and Grayson almost broke up over some bullshit. Bullshit meaning jealousy. He was the jealous one. He use to be so scared of the thought of you leaving. You two were in his car and he called you a flirt, said it was your fault that the guy came on to you. You were fed up with the insults, fed up with the yelling, you wanted out. You unbuckled your seatbelt and Grayson locked the door. "OPEN THE DOOR GRAYSON!", you screamed. "No, not until we resolve this-" "I WANT OUT GRAY!" "You want out?" "Yes! I can't deal with this-this-this-" "y/n, don't say that.", he spoke softly. "Grayson LET ME LEAVE!" "No! I love you too much to just throw it away-"
"Y/n!", Ethan yells.
It awoke you from your flashback. You began breathing heavily.
"Are you okay?"
"What?"
"You were mumbling, you stopped responding to me-"
"I'm fine.", you spoke soft. "Can you just take me home?"
Ethan hesitated, studying your face, "Yeah... yeah.", he faces forward as you stare at your knees, "Okay."
