very first imagine, so don't come @ me.
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"y/n!" you heard your boyfriend-ethan-of three years call out in your shared apartment.
you were currently in the bathroom staring into the mirror trying to find out why ethan like you. all his fans spoke of you in horrible ways, and you agreed with them.
they sent hate to you on a daily basis and you felt horrible. you felt so ugly in your own skin, you felt worthless.
"y/n? baby, open up," ethan knocked on the oak door that separated the both of you.
"g-give me a second," you spoke back as you wiped your tears away.
"hey, what's wrong?" ethan said as he twisted the door knob to only find it locked. "baby, let me in."
you sighed before opening the door reveling your beautiful boyfriend with a worried expression on his face.
he took one look at you and brought you in for a hug.
you sobbed at his touch and craved more of him. "I hate myself," you whimpered into his shoulder.
"no you don't. don't say that," his voice broke at your sadness. he always wanted his baby girl to be happy and never sad.
you sobbed into his shoulder for another thirty minutes on the bathroom floor until you felt tired and wanted to sleep.
ethan carried you to the bed and gently laid you down. he cuddled you and wrapped you in his muscular arms.
"no matter what, baby. you are beautiful and you're worth it. you are everything thing in this world to me. i love you so much, y/n. please don't forget that," his grip got tighter and you felt safe.
you knew that ethan would always be there, he was the answer to every problem.
"i love you too."
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Ethan Dolan Imagines
Fanfiction[ highest ranking #11 in fanfiction ] in which i write about my dreams that'll never come true and give feelings you never want to feel. (i write interracial too, us brown girls need loving too.)
