"Ethan, I loved you. Thank you. Thank you for opening doors I didn't even know existed till today. I wish the same I wish you can open doors in the future, I'm sorry for all the stress. I'm sorry for being a pain-" your voice mumbled on things in the background as Ethan shouted, "No, you never!" Frustrated he slammed his fists against the clean marble counter, he threw things, things that were once yours and His. He didn't care anymore, he just wanted you back in his arms.
"It's not that I never loved you, I loved you. That's why I was with you, or else I'd be contradicting myself. Ethan you were good to me l, too good to me and sometimes I'd look back at you and wonder if I was ever giving you enough was I? Only you know, I didn't want to know anymore so.." you kept going on and on and Ethan couldn't take it anymore, he grew tired of throwing things, he just wanted to die. Instead he started crying, he always thought that the harder you cry the more your worries would go away and it always worked, he thought if he continued crying you'd come back, but you didn't. You never did or would.
You loved him, but you left. Why?
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Ethan Dolan imagines book two is out.
Love you read it bye.
-Holly;
YOU ARE READING
𝓔𝓽𝓱𝓪𝓷 𝓓𝓸𝓵𝓪𝓷 𝓘𝓶𝓪𝓰𝓲𝓷𝓮𝓼 • 𝓑𝓸𝓸𝓴 𝓸𝓷𝓮 [ COMPLETED ]
Fanfiction"𝒞𝒶𝓃 𝐼 𝒶𝓉 𝓁𝑒𝒶𝓈𝓉 𝒽𝒶𝓋𝑒 𝓎𝑜𝓊𝓇 𝓃𝓊𝓂𝒷𝑒𝓇?" "𝒩𝑜." "𝒲𝒽𝓎?" "𝐵𝑒𝒸𝒶𝓊𝓈𝑒 𝐼 𝒽𝒶𝓋𝑒 𝒶 𝒷𝑜𝓎𝒻𝓇𝒾𝑒𝓃𝒹." "And I have a goldfish" "What?!" "Oh,sorry I thought we were talking about things that didn't matter." *completed*