this isn't what you think. just read.
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I stared him directly in the eyes,
"Give you reason? Give you reason? Here's some reason for you, Grayson. I'm fat, I'm ugly, I overreact 100% of the time, I'm annoying, must I go on?" I crossed my arms,
"Of all people, you picked me. I just wanna know why." I shifted my weight. Grayson stepped forward,
"Why did I pick you? Why? Because I fucking love you. Because I'm not one of those shallow douchbags that wants you for your body. Because I don't care about the sex or the cute social media pictures. Because I know you have what I need." His stare got intense. I squinted,
"But what if I don't have what you want? Huh, Grayson? What if it turns out that I do something you don't like? Are you one of those guys? I make one wrong move and it's over?" I don't think I had blinked. Grayson straightened. I flinched,
"I don't care, Y/N. I don't care if you don't have what I want. I don't care if you 'do something wrong'. I want to be with you until the day I die. I don't care about your flaws. I don't care about what other people have to say about you. So what? It's about what I think." He stepped forward and put his hands on my shoulders,
"I think your beautiful. I don't care about anything else. You're perfect." He kissed my forehead.
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Dolan Twins Imagines // 1
FanfictionI write imagines... It's kinda whatever, you know? Smut, cute, clean, whatever I'm feeling. I'm pretty chill, I like getting credit for what I create. I post on Tuesdays, Thursdays, and Fridays. I do take requests, though it's not quite popular. Pre...