Broken • Dolan Twins

F I V E

I stared into her eyes and could see every time Grayson's said I love you to her and made her feel special just like he made me feel. He made me feel wanted and like someone actually needed me and loved me but then he turned around and made another girl feel the exact same way for the second time. I blinked back tears as I looked back up at them and gave a fake smile.

Grayson smiled back at me as his ex got a phone call. She walked out of the room with her phone next to her head, then she shut the door when she got into the hallway.

"You guys don't have to stay..." I manage to say through the breathing tube.

"Are you being serious Zoey? We are staying here for you no matter what... I had to leave to go get Grayson because he wanted to see you and that's enough leaving you for one day." Ethan said to me with a serious expression.

I just looked at him and smiled because I wasn't sure what else to do since it hurt my throat to talk because of the tube. I watched as they took a seat in the two chairs that were across the room from where I was.

We waited for a while, expecting Grayson's ex to come back but she never did. Grayson got a call and got up and went into the hallway.

No matter how hard I tried to tell myself I wanted Grayson, I found myself staring at all of Ethan's perfections. His perfectly chiseled jawline, his perfectly plump lips, his beautiful eyes, his perfectly messy hair, and his perfect skin.

Grayson came back into the room, "Uhmm... I got to go guys... sorry somethings going on. You good Eth?" He said while he ran a hand through his hair, what he does when he's lying.

Ethan just nodded his head and then waited for Grayson to leave until he rolled his eyes.

Ethan's POV

I was honestly upset that Grayson was treating Zoey like shit. He had a perfect girl just waiting for him, hoping he'd like her back, yet he went to someone completely irrelevant. Someone who deserves nothing but a pile of rocks to be thrown at her, she's never done anything good in this lifetime.

Zoey was so perfect and no matter how many times I tried to tell myself that I didn't want her I found myself staring at all of her perfections. Her perfectly curly hair, her perfect smile, her perfectly quirky personality, her beautiful dimples, and her kind heart.

Zoeys POV

I laid in bed trying not to look at Ethan but I could tell he was watching me closely, and not letting his gaze break. It felt nice, but I wanted to want Grayson. I was tired of being so confused and I thought I had finally found the guy I wanted to be with.

Wrong again.

The door opened as a doctor stepped through and told Ethan he had to leave because visiting hours were over so he came to my bed and hugged me. Then he called a taxi and left.

I stayed awake all night thinking about Ethan and Grayson and that other bitch. Why did it have to be her?

Why couldn't Mya have come to comfort me?

I'd be so much happier and maybe I'd be sleeping by now, but no. Instead, I stared at the ugly ceilings of my hospital room. I hated this place and was hoping I'd be out soon.

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The next morning I woke up with a feeling of relief, realizing that they had taken the breathing tube out, and I had gotten some sleep. I sat up in my bed and could feel the ache in my head. I decided to lay back down.

After hours of just laying there and hoping the pain would settle the door opened and revealed Ethan, standing there with bags underneath his eyes topped off with messy hair. He was wearing flannel pants and a large grey sweater. He yawned then came through the door with a small bag in his hands then he closed the door.

"Here..." he said with a smile and I returned one.

I opened the bag and saw a bagel with a sealed cup of cream cheese nicely packaged into the bag, from my favourite bakery. I pulled the bagel out of the bag and laid it on the tray in front of me.

"Thank you so much Ethan..." I said, looking at him with a smile spread across my face.

He made me so happy, no matter what the circumstances. He seemed to be there to help me and save me in the roughest situations.

He took a seat in one of the chairs in my room and yawned again, trying to rub the tiredness from his eyes. I stared at the bagel and then looked at him.

"Why are you so tired?" I said while crumpling up the brown paper bag.

"I couldn't sleep last night..." He said looking down at the floor.

I just nodded my head and took a bite of the plain bagel, I was tired of the cardboard taste of hospital food. The day went on and Ethan fell asleep in the chair, softly snoring and turning while trying to get comfortable.

He looked so peaceful just sleeping and finally not having to worry about anything. I thought about how much stress he's loaded with and how hard it must be to try to absorb all that and know all that then continue on and make other people happy.

I wipe my eyes before the tears can fall and I roll over in my bed and try to fall asleep. Then I hear Ethan stand up and walk over next to my bed, and right before I was going to roll over and talk with him he tucked a piece of my hair behind my ear then pulled the blanket higher up onto my shoulders.

Then he bent down and kissed my cheek and rubbed my back. He whispered to me,

"I don't know what Grayson's thinking but Emma is nothing compared to you and he's dumb for not taking you instead of her. I'm so jealous you're so attached to him and I wish that was me..." His voice faded as I shifted then he got up and went back to his seat.

I still acted like I was asleep and just absorbed the fact that my heart was about to explode out of my chest. I settled into a deep sleep as I thought about Ethan and how he's changed my life for the better.

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Well I'm in a bad mood and writing makes me happy :)