innocent | ethan dolan

twenty-five

i'm trying my hardest to forget you but i simply can't

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violet's pov;

Joey had spent the entire day with me, distracting me from Ethan. We had watched a bunch of movies together, from action to horror to comedy. I was forever thankful for her freeing up her schedule, just so she could comfort me.

It was now 11pm. She had left to have dinner at 8 o'clock at her parents', since they needed her home. She was reluctant to go because she had knew how bad I felt.

I snuggled into my bed but all I could think about was Ethan. Why wasn't this guy leaving my head? Did I really like him this much?

I felt myself starting to cry again, when I heard a knock on my door. I quickly wiped my face and got up to check if I looked bad. My face was red and so were my eyes. Great.

"Who is it?" I ask.

"Grayson." the voice answers. I shrug to myself as I open the door to reveal Grayson. He looks at me with sympathy. He opens his mouth to say something but he doesn't say anything. Instead, he just hugs me. His hugs felt didn't feel like Ethan's but I couldn't compare the two. They were two different people. At least he was here with me right now, whereas Ethan didn't bother.

He comes inside my room, sitting down on my bed as well as me. I put the blanket over my legs as Grayson sits opposite me.

"I heard you crying and I wanted to see if you were okay. Well, clearly you're not going to be fine if you're crying but—"

I giggle through the tears as Grayson begins to ramble. He stops, making eye contact with me before smiling at me cutely. Why didn't I like him instead? He wasn't as bad as everyone made him out to be.

"Wanna watch a movie?" he asks, looking at the TV placed on the wall.

"Sure. I need a distraction. Even though I've literally been watching movies all day." I smile. Grayson sits down in bed next to me as he flicks through Netflix, trying to find something to watch.

"We're watching a comedy because you need cheering up."

"No! I want to watch a scary film!" I say, trying to snatch the remote from him. He holds the remote up with his big ass, long ass arms, making it impossible for me to get it.

"No! Comedy." he says with stubbornness.

I groan loudly as I reach up to grab it. He stands up before laughing at me once again.

"Ugh! Grayson!" I moan at him. I grab one of my pillows and throw it at him and he catches it in his hand, before throwing it at me.

"Oh, so you wanna play that game?" Grayson smirks.

"What if I want to?" I tease, wanting him to engage in a pillow fight. I throw another pillow at him, this time hitting his straight in his face. I start laughing as he makes a face at me.

"You're dead LaMont!" he shakes his head, picking up the two pillows on the floor. I smile, standing up on my bed ready with my own. He throws a pillow at me gently causing me to fall flat on my ass on top of my bed.

He sits on his knees on my bed as he hits me with a pillow again. I grab one, throwing it at him as he falls down next to me. I stand up but he pulls my leg making me fall on too of his chest. We became surrounded by laughter at the action that had just happened.

My arms were on his chest as he had his arms around me. I stared at him with a smile as he looked up at me. The laughter slowly faded out until comfortable silence filled the air. I looked into his eyes.

They were so pretty. His eyes were the perfect hazel shade and glossed over just like this brother's. His eyes scanned my facial expression. I looked down to his lips; they looked the same as Ethan's except they were more plump.

I don't know what was happening right now. Grayson inched his face closer to mine, until our lips were inches away from each other, his warm breath hitting my lips.

I couldn't even form a thought right now and I had no idea what I was doing. Just as our lips touched, there was a knock on the door.

Immediately, I got off of Grayson as we both looked at one another awkwardly. This wasn't supposed to happen. We both knew.

My mind wandered to who was behind the door. Then I heard my name being called.

"Violet?" I heard Ethan's voice.

a/n: this is so short i'm so sorry. next chapter is going to be longer, i promise.

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-N