Dolan Twins Imagines/Drabbles

Ethan x Best I've Ever Had 3

"I heard everything," I told him, my heart beating hard against my ribcage, the sound thumping in my ears. 

"Look, I know you didn't want him to find out, but it's honestly better this way," Ethan tried to convince me, running his hand down my bare side casually. 

I snatched his hand from my body, making him frown at me. 

"What?" He asked as I sat up, untangling myself from his hold.

 I looked over my shoulder, Ethan's shirt at the end of the bed was the closest article of clothing I could reach. 

I shoved it over my head, knowing that he couldn't take me seriously as I sat naked in front of him. 

"How could you tell him that you don't love me like that, Ethan? Like it was so easy to say," I huff, picking at the hem of his shirt that fell to my thighs.

"Hey, hey, hey, it's fine, babe," Ethan reached out for me, sitting against his headboard now. 

"You know that we said that it was going to be no strings attached," he reminded me, tugging me by my arm to come closer to him. 

"Ethan, fuck off, you know how I feel about you," I groaned. 

He was making this so difficult for me. 

Yes, Ethan and I may have agreed that we would do this without hurting each other. 

And yes, maybe the only reason I agreed to doing this with him in the first place is because I'm in love with him, but, I really thought I could make him fall for me too. 

"C'mon, I thought that we agreed that this was so much easier than a relationship," he mumbled, voice low and convincing as he finally pulled me down to lie beside him. 

He held my face in front of his, thumb sweeping over my cheek. 

"You get to fuck me without any of the drama and expectations," he smirks, lips ghosting mine. 

"This isn't drama to you?" I whispered against his lips, making him peck me to shut me up. 

"No," he hummed out.

I could still feel the smile on his lips as he reached forward to peck my lips again, his wet lips sticking to mine. 

God. 

Why did he have to do this to me? I couldn't even get mad at him when he held me like this. 

Ethan kept giving me short kisses, lips pulling away with a smack as he tried to calm my nerves. 

How could I not love him? And how could I not tell him I love him in a time like this? It took everything in me not to tell him how much I loved him right now. 

"Ethan, stop," I complained, hand going over his on my face, gently tugging it away so I could leave. 

"Stop what?" He asked, pretending to be clueless as he slid his hand up my back, under his shirt on me. 

"Ethan, I'm serious. I'm mad. I want to go home," I whined, sitting up and finally pulling away from his grip. 

His hands rested on my thighs, looking up at me as he slowly slid them between my legs. 

"Ethan, I swear I—" that's when the door burst open and Grayson walked in. 

"Okay, I'm sorry, I just can't stop thinking about—" he paused as he saw our interaction, Ethan's hands still pushing in between my legs. 

Gray's cheeks went red in embarrassment, looking down at the ground immediately. Ethan grabbed onto the duvet, pulling it around my naked bottom as Grayson squeezed his eyes shut. 

"Okay, that's it. Get up, let's go," he said, taking careful steps towards the bed with his eyes still scrunched closed. 

"Gray, just get out," Ethan hummed out to him. 

"Both of you stay, I'm going," I said, climbing over Ethan's body to stand up in front of Grayson, who had his hands out in front of him like he was blind. 

"Gray, you can open your eyes," I laughed at him, Ethan's shirt covering anything he might not want to see. 

He raised his hand over his eyes as if he was blocking out the sun, slowly opening them to assess the situation. 

"Okay, fine. Look. I don't know what's going on here, but—" Grayson started again, but I was already walking past him to look for my clothes on the floor. 

"Save it. I don't want to talk about it. I'm going home," I demanded, grabbing my pants, still looking for my shirt. 

"Don't go, baby, just stay. Grayson, get the fuck out," Ethan said, going from humming out words of encouragement to me to snapping at Grayson to leave the room. 

"Do not call me 'baby' right now, Ethan. I really don't want to hear it," I grumbled out, my tone harsh and angry. 

Grayson looked away as I pulled my pants on under Ethan's shirt. 

Ethan sighed, finally getting up from the bed and stretching out his back. 

"Babe, c'mon, I'm sorry," I glared at him as the words left his mouth. 

"Sorry, no babe," he corrected, holding his hands out in defence. 

I looked at the clothes in my hands, all of it Ethan's shit, still not being able to find my top. I groaned loudly, throwing the clothes down on the ground before pushing the heels of my hands into my eyes in stress. 

"Gray? Take me home please?" I whined, almost on the verge of tears of embarrassment and sadness. 

"Of course. Go get your shoes on, I'll get you a sweater to wear," he mumbled, already walking out the door. 

Seconds later it was silent, just E and I standing in his room. 

The room that I so excitedly ran into last night, jumping on the bed and waiting for Ethan to come and have his way with me. 

The same room that we decided to start this bullshit in. 

The same room that I told him that I love him in. 

"Baby," he started softly, making me sigh deeply and look up at him. 

"Are you kidding me, Ethan? Shut up," I snapped, reaching down to grab my bag at my feet. 

"We can't do this anymore," I told him, slinging my purse over my shoulder. 

He stayed silent, hands awkwardly on his hips as his eyes trailed from me to the floor. I waited for a second, seeing if he had it in him to say anything, or even apologize. 

But he said nothing. 

I walked past him out of his room, Grayson already waiting at the front door for me with one of his hoodies in hand. 

"I'll be back soon," Grayson said to Ethan, who was standing in the doorway of his room and watching me slip my shoes on. 

"Bye, I guess, Ethan," I mumbled, reaching forward for the door handle, intent on getting out of here as fast as I could. 

As I stepped out of the apartment, I almost swore that I heard Ethan answer me. 

"Bye. Love you,"