𝐜𝐚𝐥𝐥 𝐨𝐮𝐭 𝐦𝐲 𝐧𝐚𝐦𝐞 ✧ 𝐝.𝐭.

i have questions ; ethan dolan

smut: ...no...

inspired by: i have questions by camila cabello

lyric: number two, why would you try and play me for a fool? i should have never ever ever trusted you.

🥀

your pov:

"You haven't been around at all." I said.

"It's cause," he paused. "Me and Grayson's working on a thing."

"Just stop lying." I said.

"I'm not lyin-"

number one, tell me who you think you are. you got some nerve trying to tear my faith apart.

"I've been so supportive of you Ethan, I cancelled everything so I could go on tour with you," I sigh. "And you give me nothing in return."

"I'm sorry-"

"You're not sorry Ethan, you're lying." I interrupted.

He looked down.

"You've been late to every date recently."

"I said I was sorry y/n." Ethan said.

"Bullshit." I crossed my arms.

I shove my phone in his face.

His eyes widened.

"Who the hell is this slut?!" I yelled.

number two, why would you try and play me for a fool? i should have never ever ever trusted you.

"A friend." He gulped.

"Just shut the hell up!" I yelled. "I'm done with your bullshit Ethan!"

Tears were running down my cheeks.

"And I actually trusted you? I let you go out with your so called "friends" and you decide to hang out with this slut?" I yell.

He says nothing.

I reached for a vase. "Talk to me!" I threw the vase.

He flinched.

Pieces landed in different places.

"Please calm down, y/n." He says.

I look at him. "How the hell am I supposed to calm down when my boyfriend's seeing another girl?!"

He still wouldn't talk.

"You know what Grant?!" I raise my eyebrows.

He looks up.

"Get the hell out. Don't ever talk to me again. Go to that slut's house and tell her your available."

sorry for all the ethan girls,
TOO BAD I'M IN GRAYSON'S LANE HA
*goes on pinterest finds a picture*
holy shit,

SOME HOE'S FLAT ASS IS ABOUT TO GET BEAT
nah jk jk
but really, THAT'S SUPPOSED TO BE ME ;-;

peace 💜✌️