I'd read a couple of these and melted so let's give this a shot
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*Y/Ns POV*Today was the day.
The actual day.
The freaking day.
The day that I was going to meet my boyfriend.We'd met online. After being a fan of him and his brother for years, he finally followed me back on all platforms- twitter, Instagram (even on my personal account). We'd dmed a little, become very close, and exchanged phone numbers. The only trouble was that I am 16 and he's 18. Oh well.
His name?
Grayson Bailey Dolan.
Yes.
The
Grayson Bailey Dolan.
The brother of Ethan Grant Dolan?
100% yes.
Crazy right?And I was finally going to meet him.
I was flying in to the main airport in New Jersey, because Gray and Ethan were visiting family, so they told me to join them.
The whole flight my head was spinning with questions - what if he doesn't like me? What if he doesn't turn up? What if he doesn't like how I look? What if it's a catfish? Calm down, I tell myself. We've FaceTimed before, it's no catfish. He'll like me, we've been talking for almost a year, exchanging photos (not dirty ones, get ur mind outta the gutter bitches) - he'll like me. He'll show up.
The flight Lands, After 9 Hours. New Jersey, even from the airport, looked so different from London (A/N - ur from Uk).
As I got service, my phone vibrated - Grayson.G💕: Just seen your flight was delayed, realised you couldn't text me. Been waiting here freaking out you weren't coming! I'm in arrivals, by the coffee shop. See you soon! 💕
i smiled - he came.
I reply -
You: Haha sorry, forgot to mention there was a delay! We've just landed, see you soon! 💜
The seatbelt sign turns off, and an announcement is made to collect overhead luggage and leave the plane. I grab my handbag, and begin to file off. This is really happening.
I stand, swaying nervously, at the luggage carousel. My suitcase finally came round, I grabbed it off.
I begin to walk out, following the signs reading "arrivals/ exit" , "Ankünfte/ Ausfahrt" and "Arrivées/ Sortie".
I reach the open part. Dozens and dozens of people standing around, waiting to find their business partners, loved ones, friends. Some with signs, some with "welcome home" banners. I look toward the coffee shop - no sign of Grayson. Wtf.
I stand there dismayed. It was all bullshit
A warm hand wrapped around me waist, as I husky voice whispered in my ear
"Surprise"I spin around, Grayson standing there , with a bunch of flowers, and Ethan holding a sign reading "Welcome to NJ Y/N!"
I flung my arms around Grayson's neck, hugging him, before pulling away and kissing him.
"I brought you some flowers, because my sister suggested it and I didn't know what to bring" he laughed.
I laughed, what a goofball. (A/N:🤦♀)
A small tear kissed my cheek, and I wiped it quickly, as Gray was talking to Ethan. Ethan nudged him, and he turned around
"Oh no why are you crying bby"
"I'm just really happy" I stifle.
He pulls me into hug, before sweeping off my feet and carrying me out the airport. I blush, and smile at him.—-
I never know how to end this. Srry.
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Dolan Imagines ♛
Fanfictionjust some imagines of my fave smol beans, to stimulate our myopic teenage minds a few preferences in there for the fun of it