i kinda like this one.
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as y/n sat down drinking her hot tea, she took the time to admire the slow falling raindrops on the widow. she listened to the sound of the thunder and how it rumbled her home. she looked at the way the thunder acted like the sun when it lighted the sky with every strike. she remembered how ethan always loved the rain. she had always been a grinch to bad weather, but ethan was the total opposite.
ethan loved the rainy days and he'd love when it was too cold. he loved the weather no matter what.
y/n reminisced on the days that ethan would run out of the house dragging her along and kiss her in the rain. the sound of the rain clashing down matched the sound of her beating heart even when the sky cried for help.
"y/n," he would say. "you look so beautiful," he brushed a hair out of her face and placed his pink plump lips on hers and she'd melt away to another world that wasn't her own.
she had always been so enveloped in the thought of ethan. she had never been a crazed fan girl, she loved ethan for him. not for his fame and fortune.
"i think i love you," y/n shouted over the rain.
"i think i love you too!" he shouted back with no hesitation.
then they kissed until the storm faded away into oblivion. soon, y/n learned that maybe bad weather wasn't as bad as she thought.
a whole year went by and it had been raining again. she called ethan over to enjoy it, but he never made it. she got a phone call from ethan's mother saying that he got badly injured in a car crash from the horrific weather.
y/n knew from then on that she absolutely loathed the bad weather, for it was the one who killed the love of her life.
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Ethan Dolan Imagines
Hayran Kurgu[ 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.)