Dolan Twins Imagines // 1

Rumors // Ethan Dolan

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Y/N and I had been cuddling for a while. She answered her phone after it rang,

"Hello?" There was a decent pause. She glanced at me,

"Okay. And where would I find it?" She bit her thumbnail. I linked my fingers under my head as I leaned back and watched her. She nodded,

"'Kay. Thanks for that." She hung up the phone and rolled her eyes at me. I chuckled,

"What's up?" I hugged her waist from behind. She shook me off,

"Nothing." She stomped off.

~4 hours later (2:30 p.m.)~

I walked into Y/N's room in our house and leaned against her doorframe,

"Babe, can you talk to me now? What did I do?" I stared at her. She did nothing more than glance at me, look back down at her phone and throw it across the room. It bounced off of the wall and landed on one of her beanbags. She pushed past me, but I caught her by her waist,

"Talk to me please!" I yanked her back into her room. She wiggled in my arms,

"Let go of me!" I put her down and she walked off, muttering something about 'stupid rumors'. I picked up her phone, undamaged, and unlocked it. A video was on a loop of some guy kissing a girl named Emma Chamberlain. I looked closer and Grayson walked in. He hit the back of my head,

"What is wrong with you?!" He crossed his arms. I stuttered,

"W-what are you talking about? I don't even know what you mean!" I ruffled my hair. He pointed to the phone screen,

"When were you planning to tell Y/N that you were cheating on her?!" He smacked the phone out of my hand. I picked it back up, waving it around,

"THAT'S NOT ME!" I tossed her phone on the bed. Grayson rubbed his hands over his face,

"Then who is it bro?!" He glared at me. I was slowly going insane,

"I DO NOT KNOW! IF I DID, DON'T YOU THINK I WOULD'VE DONE SOMETHING BY NOW?!" I pushed him out of the way and ran downstairs. The front door was ajar and Y/N wasn't in the house. I groaned,

"No." 

~1 hour of looking~

I drove around the town for an hour looking for Y/N, but I didn't find her. When I got back to the house, her phone was ringing. I answered it and her friend's voice assaulted my eardrums,

"Ethan, what the fuck is wrong with you?! Y/N is over here crying to the point of no oxygen because of what you did! Why would you let anything like that get out?! Let alone do it?!" Her Spanish accent made it difficult to understand her as she rambled. I heard Y/N's voice,

"Stop! Hang up the fucking phone!" Commotion sounded and I hung up the phone, already knowing where the address was. I'd been over there with Y/N so many times. When I got there, I banged on the door. When her friend opened it, I mumbled a quick hello and raced upstairs to Y/N. She was on the floor of her friend's room, her breathing labored. I dropped beside her,

"Y/N, get up. Stop crying, you can't breathe." I sat her up and she took a deep gasp. I leaned my forehead onto hers and kissed her nose,

"That video wasn't me. I swear it just looks like me because of the hair. I would never do that to you. I have one love of my life and I plan to marry you and stay with you until the day I die." I hugged her tightly and kissed the top of her head repeatedly. She wrapped her arms around my neck and played with my hair. I sighed in relief, a smile naturally creeping onto my face,

"I love you so much." I pulled back. She smiled, speaking with a broken voice because of her crying,

"I love you too." She smashed her lips onto mine.

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