Dolan Twins Imagines // 1

Miss Me // Grayson Dolan

hitting you with a semi sad one. 

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I watched my phone, waiting for the call. My girlfriend had left 3 weeks ago and that day marked a month. It was late in the night, right on the edge of early in the morning. Her trip back home was apparently going horrible and I was still waiting for her to call. My phone blared her ringtone and I didn't hesitate to answer,

"Baby?" I waited for the connection to focus. She wiped her eyes and sniffled, muffled by the shitty connection,

"Hi." Her voice sounded broken and too quiet for her. I sat up,

"Babe, what happened?" I struggled to focus on her, too caught up in where she looked like she was. She sobbed, coughing to accompany it,

"M-My brother died last night a-and I can't take it." Her voice dropped in volume, barely audible. I stared directly in her eyes,

"How? Baby, you have to talk to me." I pleaded with her. She wiped under her eyes and I noticed she was wearing my white sweater,

"W-we, my family, were going out to eat. A-and when we were finished and left, s-s-some dude jumped at us. No one noticed he had a g-gun, so my b-brother jumped in front of him a-and-" She dropped her phone and cried harder. I felt tears in my eyes,

"Baby? Baby please. Pick up the phone." I waited for her face to show up. When it did, her eyes were bloodshot and her face was stained with tears,

"Grayson, I miss you. I want to hug you, kiss you, hear you say that you love me in person. I-I-" She covered her face with one sweater pawed hand. I rubbed my hand through my hair,

"Y/N, I know you miss me, but don't. This is time to be with your family, not worry about me. I love you so so much and when you come home, I promise that I won't stop saying until you say so. Okay?" I paused, waiting for her reaction or an answer. She gave the opposite of what I was expecting,

"But Grayson, I have no one here to cuddle. No one here to tell me it's okay anymore. No one to help me through my problems and make life okay again. I miss you. I just want-" The connection glitched and the screen went black. When it came back, the only thing I heard was Y/N screaming. I bolted up,

"Babe?! Baby?!" The phone was set up to view Y/N with a knife held to her throat. Her mouth was covered. The gloved hand that held it was removed and a deep voice grumbled,

"Any last words?" Tears went down my face. Y/N looked me in my eyes,

"Grayson, I miss you. I want to hug you one last time, I want to kiss you and say goodbye. For now, that won't work. I miss you a-and-" The knife was dragged across her throat. I gagged and the call ended. Feeble cries left me, begging that she would come back. I wanted to be with her longer, tell her I loved her more. Wake her up in the morning to tell her she's beautiful. The one thing I didn't want was for her last thought to be her missing me. I didn't want her to miss me. But now, I had to miss her.

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