Dolan Twins Imagines

After the Break Up Pt 2 (Ethan)

Short update! But make sure you read part one of this before reading this! And comment if you would like a part 3 :)

Ethans POV

It's been a week since y/n left, and I've never felt so depressed in my life. The last week has been hell for me, because without her there was no motivation for me. I stayed up for hours the night she left, crying, drinking more beer, and breaking things in the house. I finally fell asleep at 5am.

I stayed home from work that day. And the day after that. As well as the day after that. Multiple times a day I tried to call her number, but it still wouldn't ring, it went right to a dial tone. Within the first day, I had finished the box of beers in the apartment, and threw up almost all of it. The only reason I left the house was to get more beer, then when I got back to my place, it was an endless cycle of drinking, sleeping, and crying. I'd never felt so numb before, about anything.

Grayson came to see me after about a week of me ignoring him. I'd just finished a bottle of beer when I heard a knock on the door. At first I thought it was y/n, so I quickly got up and scrambled towards the door in a hurry and opened it only to be disappointed when I saw my brother standing there. I grunted and turned around, leaving the door open for him to come in.

"Well it's nice to see you too," he said sarcastically as he shut the door behind him. I sat on the couch and opened another bottle of beer.

"Good grief Ethan," he looks around the apartment in horror. "What the hell is wrong with you?" He walks over an attempts to grab the bottle from me. I snatch it back and glare at him.

"What the fuck do you think?" I say harshly and take another sip. "Y/n is gone, and she's not coming back. I let go of the best thing that I ever had in my life, because I was being a dumbass."

Grayson grabs a trash bag and begins picking up empty beer bottles around the room.

"Your still being a dumbass, your sitting here in the dark, a mess, drinking your life away because of some girl-"

"You know damn well she's not just some girl," I snap at him. "She's the love of my life."

"I don't see how that's the case if your here all day instead of trying to get her back!"

I huff and slam the bottle on the table.

"I've called her!" I yell.

Grayson rolls his eyes. "Wow, that's totally going to win her back." He grabs the bottle I just put on the table and throws it into the bag.

"She blocked me, how else am I supposed to fucking talk to her?" I slur.

"Maybe if you were sober you could figure out a way," he states as he ties up the trash bag.

I bite my lip as I try to search for something to say.

"How do I know if she'll give me another chance?" I ask desperately. He sighs and sits down next to me.

"You don't know for sure if she will," he starts. "But I saw her at the store this morning, she looked just as broken as you do right now. Maybe, just maybe if you try hard enough, you can win her back."