AN// uh, warning: extremely angsty and won't have a part 2 sorry sorry, BUT part 2 of tattoos//e.d coming soon <3
(third person pov)
"Mr. Grayson Dolan?"
"This is he."
"Yes, sir, your wife is in the hospital." Grayson frowned and stood in his chair. "She's at our hospital right now, just thought we'd call both emergency contacts."
"What?"
"The, uh, other, Ethan Dolan? Said he was on his way, you're welcome to come too, she's doing alright, the baby may be in danger though," Grayson's eyebrows furrowed as he shut his laptop closed, walking away from his desk.
"Baby?"
"Yes, sorry to inform you of this, sir, have a nice day."
"You too-" Gray mumbled, grabbing his keys and leaving his office.
The first thing he did was call Ethan. No answer. Worried, he drove straight to the hospital. What baby? Was she- pregnant. No, she would've told him.
And so when he entered the hospital, he was sent straight to the room she was in, and as worried as he was, he was upset with them. Ethan had already gone in, claiming to be Grayson Dolan- as her husband- as him, to have first visiting rights.
And when he was finally allowed to go in, he wiped his face with his hands. Ethan looked back at him and sighed as y/n looked up from the yogurt he was feeding her. "Grayson," Ethan mumbled.
"What the fuck?" Gray asked. Y/N sighed, looking away. "What- why are you here?" He asked her.
"Car accident," She mumbled.
"Where the fuck were you driving t-" Ethan cut him off.
"Stop talking to her like that," He said. Grayson turned to him. "You disrespectful fuck." Y/N ignored him.
"To your office," She whispered. Grayson frowned at her. Y/N blinked and a tear rolled down as she looked at the yogurt in E's hands.
"Why were you coming there?" He asked quietly. Ethan rolled his eyes and y/n put her hand on his to tell him to calm down. Grayson glared at it.
"To bring you dinner, you hadn't eaten any-"
"I'm afraid we'll have to do more tests," The doctor walked in and said. The three of you looked at her as Ethan stood from your bed. "Just to make sure everything's alright with the baby."
"What could've gone wrong?" Ethan asked. The doctor sighed.
"Could've turned in position," She sighed. "Anything really, we'll do another ultrasound to check," She told y/n. She nodded. "I'll be needing both of you to leave though," She said sweetly.
"Yeah," The twins muttered in unison. Ethan squeezed y/n's hand and Grayson caught sight of this, wanting to give his older brother a piece of his mind. They left the room and the doctor closed the door behind them.
"What the fuck?" Grayson asked him. Ethan frowned at him.
"Ask yourself that," Ethan spat back.
"Why the fuck are you pretending to be her fucking husband?" He yelled. A lady looked over at them from down the hall and he quieted.
"Because you're not fucking being enough."
Grayson rolled his eyes at his twin. "She's pregnant," He said. Ethan sat in a chair. "Did you know or was she keeping it a secret from her second husband too."
