Dolan Twins - Our story

13 - Almost

Ella's POV

I've fucked up. I've fucked up. I've fucked up. I've fucked up. I've fucked up. I've fucked up. I've fucked up.

Bad.

Bad.

Bad.

Bad.

Bad.

Bad.

Bad.

Graysons POV

She was sat on the bed leaning against the headboard, exactly where I put her. To say I'm hurt would be an understatement.

Ethan's POV

I kept checking on Ella every 5 minutes, just poking my head around the door slightly. I didn't want to go in. I didn't want her to see me.

Not after her shouting at Gray.

I walked downstairs and he was sat there, crying, yet completely..I don't know.

Empty?

Ella's POV

I wanted to cry but all my tears have been used. I wanted to scream. Punch something. I wanted to get out.

You know, my life's fucking great. I have the best friend in the whole world - Emma. And two amazing friends, Grayson and E.

But my head.

It's the one thing nobody can take me away from.

No amount of iced coffee,

No amount of jokes,

No amount of laughing,

No amount of sleep,

No amount of therapy,

No amount of counselling,

No amount of anything,

Can take me away from my head.

I don't know how long for, but I've been staring at the corner of the room for so long I only just noticed that the left side of the bed had dipped slightly.

I look up, wondering who was there - and what they wanted.

I saw Gray. Staring at me. And I had to look away. If there's one person who I've let down, yeah - it's him.

Graysons POV

'Hey baby?'

'E?'

'El?'

'I'm here for you.'

'Ella'

Ella's POV

'Ella'

My name, being said, right besides me was what snapped me out of my thoughts. Once again.

'Why do you keep blinking?'

Shit.

'Ella?'

I know a lot about Grayson but if it's one thing, he won't give up until he has answers.

'You keep blinking seven times and then stopping for a couple seconds. Why?'

I hid my head in my arm. Wanting to hide away.

'Baby. Talk to me. Why?'

I felt my arm being pulled away, and before I knew it my legs were around his waist - and I was staring into his eyes.

'I.'

My legs started trembling slightly.

'Breathe.'

Gray said sternly, making sure I listened.

Silence.

'You what?'

The look on his face proved that the only thing he cared about right now was what I was about to say.

'I can't help it.'

'Ella. Breathe. You can't help what?'

Not only now did he look confused, he sounded it too.

'Seven. It's my OC...'