[ 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.)
this is really crappy. my imagines are getting worse, but it's only because im really really sad.
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HARRY STYLES. WHY ARENT YOU COMING TO HOUSTON TEXAS? YOU MAKE ME ANGRY AND SAD AT THE SAME TIME.
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you sat on the edge of your bed overlooking the view. there was a window that overlooked the entire city of los angelos. it was breathtaking. you and your boyfriend, ethan dolan, shared the home for two years now. and the both of you were happily in love.
he and his brother grayson, took on an unknown task and they had to leave to new york city for three weeks. everyday the both of you face timed and he dreaded every second he was away from you. he just wanted you in his arms where you belonged.
the front door opened and you heard the sound of your dog barking and you gasped. who could it be?
"y/n?" you heard a voice call out. it was ethan.
you rushed out of your shared room and saw ethan standing with his arms open and a bright smile on his face. you ran into his arms and gave him a bone crushing hug.
he chuckled in your hair and kissed your temple. "gods, i've missed you so much, baby girl," he whispered.
