𝐜𝐚𝐥𝐥 𝐨𝐮𝐭 𝐦𝐲 𝐧𝐚𝐦𝐞 ✧ 𝐝.𝐭.

sleep talking ; ethan dolan

[ inspired by charlotte lawrence's song "sleep talking" ]

{ y/n }

i put the pencil down on the notebook.

i look down at the page.

"you ready?" my manager asked.

i look up and nod.

i stand up and grab the headphones and place them on my head.

"ready?" i see my manager mouth.

"ready." i say out loud.

he held a thumbs up and they play the music.

i look down at my notebook.

sleep talking by y/n y/l/n

recorded may 22, 2018

"tellin' me you love me, but i've heard it before." i sing.

ethan used to tell me he loved me.

and they turned out to be lies.

"stayin' out till the mornin', i can hear the door. tellin' me your different, but you're just like the rest."

he used to go out with grayson and go "film".

instead he went to the club, got drunk, and met someone.

"i can smell all the whiskey and the smoke on your breath." i had to stop for a moment.

i take my headphones and pulled them down.

they stopped the music.

"what's wrong?" luke, my manager, said.

"c-can i get a cup of water?" i played with my fingers.

"of course." he left the room.

i felt a tear run down my cheek.

i wipe it and look back at luke.

"you okay?" he hands me the cup of water.

"yeah, i'm fine." i take a big sip of the cold water.

i set it down on the stand.

"it's horrible what he did, i understand that. but we all know you can get through this." he hugs me.

"i know." i say.

"alright, you got this." he pulls back.

i nod. he exits the room.

i put my headphones back on.

they resume the music.

"i don't think you know this, but you're so predictable."

when we first started dating, he was really good to me.