Life Without You // Grethan Fanfic: The Trilogy

Chapter 8

Grayson's POV:

Ethan was fast asleep, still holding me tight. We were still in the bathroom floor and it had actually been hours since we were in here but I don't want to wake Ethan up. My back is hurting so much right now but I don't care.. all I care about is being there for Ethan and keeping my promise. I looked down and he looked so peaceful as I felt his breaths on my chest. I smiled at the beauty that was in front of me; How many years without seeing this or feeling like I feel now. 

I had forgotten what it felt like to love and be loved.

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It had been a week since Ethan showed up at my house. Ethan was well situated by now, having his own room, fresh new clothes and got a new haircut. He looks just like the Ethan I know 10 years ago; It's as if he never would've left..

"Hey Gray, I'm making pancakes. Do you want some?" Ethan asked as he poured the batter into the pan and I'm guessing heard my steps coming down the stairs.

"Yeah.. that would be lovely," I replied as I took a seat and just stared at his back, his muscles looking extremely hot when ever he moved his arm. I bit my lip and trailed my eyes all over every inch of his body while he was flipping the pancake.

"You do know I can feel you staring right?" He called out as he chuckled and turned over to look at me. I was caught by surprise so didn't have the time to turn away- not like I wanted to either way. 

"And.. What seems to be the problem here?" I asked as I got up and slowly walked over to a now smirking Ethan. When I reached him, I placed my arms on his shoulder and looked at him in the eyes. They were full of lust. He looked back at me and slowly leaned in, closing his eyes in the process of doing so. When our lips met, I felt the spark I haven't felt in ages as I kissed back with passion. Ethan wrapped his arms around my waist as he gently pushed me over and against the kitchen island. We kissed for well over 2 minutes, until we could no longer breath. Once he pulled away, we both panted as we quickly tried to regain oxygen. The smell of smoke immediately filling my lungs. Ethan turned and gasped as he ran over to the stove to try to put out the burning pancake that was on the pan. I laughed as I noticed how cute he looked when he struggled.

"Grayson can you like not laugh at me and come help me?" He said in a serious tone as he rushed over to the door with the pan and the now burnt creation of his. I ran towards the door as I opened it for him, still laughing.

"I gotta go anyways," I told him as I put my jacket on and grabbed my keys. "I'll be back like around 3 ok?" I asked as I kissed him in the cheek and walked out towards my car.

"Ok! Drive safely!" Ethan yelled as he waved at me and I drove down my driveway. I drove onto the street. The school wasn't far from my house but it wasn't close either. It was like a 25 or 30 minute drive, when there's no traffic. I drove down the busy road and approached a red light. I stopped, like any person would do- or should do, and I leaned over to the passenger seat to get my phone. While I was doing that, I felt the car get shoved up from behind and straight into the middle of the intersection. I looked on my mirror to see a truck behind me, the guy stepping out of the car. I sighed as I realized he had hit the back of my car and took my seatbelt off to get out of the car and see the damage. The second after I took my seatbelt off, a purple Jeep collided into the passenger side of my car, sending it rolling down the street. Broken glass flying everywhere, safety bags exploding as the car continued to make contact with pavement. Once the car stopped, I opened my eyes to see myself upside down, blood running down my arms and with a massive headache. 

"Sir, are you ok?"

"Somebody! Call an ambulance!"

"We'll get you out of there!"

"Call 911,"

"Oh my God are you ok?"

"How can we help?"

All these people talking and screaming in terror as I looked around, everything becoming blurry. The sounds slowly began to fade away until I could no longer hear, feel or see... anything.

Ethan's POV:

Shortly after Gray left, I sat down and enjoyed my food quietly. I looked around and admired the house Grayson had. I've been here for about a week but I haven't really looked around much. I've only been in the kitchen, my room and the bathroom. So when I was done eating, I took the liberty to wander around for a while aimlessly around the huge home, exploring the area like an unknown individual lost in the forest. Ok, maybe that was a bit too exaggerative but you get the idea.

About an hour later, I heard the phone ring (home phone) but decided to ignore it because 1) this isn't my house and 2) I was very comfortable in the couch watching TV. Eventually it stopped ringing and I was back to watching my movie in peace. Literally, 30 seconds later, the phone began to ring.. again. I grabbed a pillow and placed it over my ears to avoid the noise from making me loose my hearing. Once again, it stopped. I eyed the phone carefully for a couple seconds... when it rang for the third time. I was annoyed by now so I loudly sighed and got up to answer it. Who the hell is so desperate? 

"Hello." I said with an annoyed tone. Who ever the fuck it was better have a good reason to be calling me and disrupting my nice, peaceful environment. 

"Hello? Mr. Dolan?" I heard from the other side. It sounded like a big, fat man who was probably like around 40 years old.

"Yeah..?" I asked as I raised my eyebrow.

"Why aren't you at work? School started half an hour ago. Where are you?" The man practically yelled over the phone, making me go deaf from one ear.

"Because I don't work?" I sassed back. "Look, this is Ethan Dolan. I'm guessing you're talking about my brother Gray..son? Grayson?" I asked, emphasizing my name.

"Oh.. yeah I was. Do you have any idea of where he could be?" The man asked me with a much calmer tone.

"Um.. well he left like an hour ago. He should be there by now.." I explained to him as I turned over and walked towards the TV.

"He's not here. His class is unsupervised and there is no sign of him coming in late," He answered as he coughed in between his sentence. Ew.

"Oh well I'll call him and see what's up," I said and hung up. That guys sounds like a total ass. I searched up Grayson's number on my phone and called him. The phone rang and rang and rang with no answer. I sighed, hung up and called again. The process was repeated 4 times when my phone decided to die. "Damn it," I said as I placed it next to me. I hadn't charged it cause Grayson was charging his all night. He's such a hog, he hogged the charger all week long and I've barely had the chance of getting it so 35%. I went up to his room and put it to charge, laying on his bed. I was kind of getting worried as to why he didn't answer his phone.

Where the hell are you Grayson?

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Hey guys!

Ik I haven't posted in a while now but here I am, with a.. poorly written chapter? Ik it's not long but it's something since y'all beg me to update soon.

So, what do you think about what happened to poor Gray?? What would you do if you witnessed that happen to either one of them?? I'd die lol

Well, I'll try to update soon! Hope you guys like it so far :)

Enjoy 

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