dolan twins imagines

hurt (e)

There he was, the really cute boy who goes by the name of Ethan Grant Dolan. He was a pretty quiet boy with a normal reputation. He was one of the boys who was the person behind-the-scenes. He opened his locker and you ducked further behind the water fountain.

He sighs and rests his black bag on his knee. He unzips it as rummages through it. You hear footsteps coming from behind him and focus your eyes on three shadowed figures approaching him.

You turn around and press your body against the wall, breathing fastly. "Hey! Do-loser!", you hear a deep voice yell. You suck in a breath and hold it in to eavesdrop.

"You got that money?", someone else coughs and you shiver as you hear a locker door bang shut and shoes squeaking on the floor. Ethan's body slides next to you, but he doesn't notice you. "No-o.", he stammers, his one hand hiding his face as he screwed his eyes shut.

The bullies step up. You can't be seen as you were in the shadows of the water fountain. A tear escapes Ethan's eye. "You better sum it up by tomorrow!", they scream and smack the boy on his cheek.

He winces and falls into a ball on the floor. "Now, SCRAM!", their leader bellows and spits on his body. He nods and gets up, collecting his stuff that was strewn all over the hallway floor.

You feel so hurt. He shouldn't deserve to be treated this way at all. So you come up with a simple yet heartfelt way to make him feel loved.

Next day

It was after school, yet again, when you slipped through the hallways like a sly ninja, a rose dangling in your hand and a letter in your other. You snuck to Ethan's locker and clamp the rose in your mouth.

You break open the lock and open the squeaky door. You arrange the letter onto his gym bag and place the flower on top of it. You giggle shyly and shut the door, running back to your hiding spot from the day before.

You wait for Ethan to come. 5 minutes pass and just as you were debating to go home, he appears. He has sore eyes. You pull out your phone and begin to record him.

He turns the number lock to the correct combination and opens it. He unhinges the lock from the door and opens it. He lets his bag fall to the ground and pulls out a Rose with shaking hands from his locker.

His eyes water and he looks around in hopes of spotting his secret admirer. He skims through the letter and clamps a hand over his open mouth. You smile.

Your love letter worked.

As he falls to his knees you stop the recording and put your phone away. You step out of the shadows. He takes a minute to realize that he's not alone in the hallway.

As he tilts his head over to your direction you blush. He rubs his eye and gets up. He runs to you and you jump into his open arms. He hides his face in the crook of your neck and sniffs. You grab a fistful of his hair and wrap your legs around his body.

"I love you too, y/n.", he mumbles.

♥︎awe. this is heart touching. anyways, I'm back! I've been writing a lot more, and honestly, it makes me feel better. I've been under so much stress. I apologize deeply that I wasn't there. Please understand.
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