Ethan Dolan hadn't spoken to his twin brother in seven years when a bright pink-laced bouquet arrived at the front door of his rented home in New Jersey. The note inside read words that cracked through the mask he'd painted on for the past several years: "You are invited to the wedding of Grayson Dolan and Eliza Wells."

(Sequel to 'Crazy in Love') You should probably read the first story before you read this one. Just saying. It'll make more sense that way

A virus that wiped out 14,411,956,240 people, except for one person. Or so I believed

"why are you staring at me" "because you're beautiful" "you must be blind" "i am" "then how would you know i'm beautiful?" "i just do" warning: this book is so so so so cringeworthy and cliche and poorly written ! written before i had any idea how to develop a story lmao. slowly editing

"Go away." I murmured. "What was that?" he mocked. Staring deep into my eyes, he took another step closer. "W-what are you doing?" I stuttered, I was trapped while he knew his every step. "Can you please just put on a shirt?" "Do you really want me to?" he smirked. "Uh-I.." I couldn't think straight, he closed the gap between us until we were pressed together. "I don't think you really do, love." he whispered in my ear as he trailed kisses from my ear down my jaw. I closed my eyes, unable to resist anymore. "You won't win. Not at this, I won't let you." I struggled to say. "The thing is, I don't lose to anybody, not even you." his eyes blazed. Well, we'll see about that Grayson