Dolan Twins Imagines // 1

Gone Bad Pt. 3 // Ethan Dolan and Grayson Dolan

===== (Y/N's P.O.V)

I took a deep breath, settling in the back of the car. The bank crew, Alex, Cameron, Aaron, and now me, were all about to hit up the NorthSide Bank. They were all outside getting grilled by Ethan. I looked out the other window,

"You'll be fine. They all care enough to keep you safe." I heard the doors slam. I glanced up,

"We're leaving now?" I pushed my hair out of the way. Alex nodded, putting the car in Drive,

"So, here's the plan. You're going to distract everyone. Once all the attention's on you, we're going to go in and-" He made a pulling motion with his hand. I nodded, sitting back in my seat. I glanced at Aaron,

"I have the perfect plan."

~NorthSide Bank~ (Third Person P.O.V)

Y/N strolled casually down the street, arm in arm with her 'boyfriend'. She watched the signs blur past, waiting for the neon green glow that registered as NorthSide. She and Aaron approached, a block away maybe. She glanced at Aaron, letting him go and taking a deep breath. Her thoughts were running as she prepared for her dramatic scene. She collapsed on the ground, lifeless as it seemed. For Aaron, it seemed as if time had slowed. He ran into the bank, real panic flowing through his veins,

"PLEASE, SOMEONE HELP! SHE PASSED OUT, PLEASE HELP!"

~Cameron's P.O.V~

I heard Aaron yell, our immediate cue. I saw guards rush through, people flow through the doors and Aaron disappear. Alex rushed us through, trying to make the job quick. We gathered as much as we could before Aaron burst in,

"Guys, we have to leave now!" He yanked the bag out of my hands, running out the door. We dashed after him,

"Oh shit, what happened? "

~Aaron's P.O.V~

I slammed on the gas, tearing through the streets. This wasn't a part of the plan,

"Y/N wasn't supposed to pass out, she was supposed to scream. I was supposed to get aggressive. I- " I slammed on the brakes as Cameron screamed my name. I was breathing heavily, delirious. Cameron hit the back of my head,

"What the fuck is going on with you?! You almost hit someone!"

~Y/N's P.O.V~

I came to for the second time that day, banging my head,

"Shit! " I rubbed my forehead. My phone rang and I heard screeching tires. I answered,

"Hello?"

"Y/N, are you okay?!"

"Yes, who is this?"

"Oh, sorry. It's Aaron"

"Okay. Why'd you call me?"

"We're at the hospital entrance."

"Gimme a sec."

I hung up, making sure no nurses were coming in. When I'd confirmed, I slipped on my shoes, preparing to sprint. Because I had passed out, I had a fucking bed alarm. The green light blinked, confirming that I was in the bed. I jumped up, setting off the alarm and a bright red light. I wasted no time, dashing down the hall,

"You got this. Run." I sprinted, pushing past nurses and ducking under IV stands. A wheelchair was right in my path and I was blocked on the other side. Multiple nurses noticed my hospital bracelet, an alarm setting the hospital on high alert,