warning: explicit
ethan:
you began scrolling through your twitter, seeing that some fans were tweeting pictures of messages about you and ethan. you clicked on them, wondering what they were about. your eyes widened as you read over the words:
bup💞: i want you.
bup💞: let's make a sex tape.
babes💍: you're crazy, i am not letting that get leaked tf i look like? a pornstar, don't think so hunty.
bup💞: god i need you. right. now.
bup💞: and i need you to just humor me. please baby.
babes💍: what would you do if you were here?
your eyes widened as you read over the message. instantly you wondered how they got that, seeing that it was a private message between you and ethan. you continued reading the messages:
bup💞: fuck. i'd start at your lips. kissing them roughly, making sure they get swollen.
bup💞: i'd make my way down to your pussy, then have you spread your legs as i begin to eat you out.
babes💍: shit
you gaped as you read over the words, going to the next picture:
bup💞: then you would ride me so i can watch your titties bounce up and down. but first i would have you go slow so we can last longer.
babes💍: mhm
bup💞: then i would flip us over, pound into you as you scream my name.
bup💞: then i want you to sit on my face as i continue to eat you out.
babes💍: fuck ethan. now i'm horny 😒🙃
you quickly ran out of your bedroom, going to tell ethan about the screenshots. "babe," you said out of breath. ethan turned towards you, a smile on his face, "have you seen what your fans have been tweeting?" you asked and he shook his head.
you handed him the phone, his eyes scanned over the screen. eyes widening and eyebrows furrowing as he read the messages, "what the fuck? how'd they get those?" he asked and you shook your head.
"were you hacked or something?" you asked and he groaned.
"last night someone was hacking me but i thought i resolved it in time before they could get anything," he said and you groaned. "it's okay we can say those are fake or something," he said and you sighed. he stood up and walked over to you, his hands going around your waist as grayson entered the room.
"you guys are freaks," grayson laughed as he went into the kitchen. you groaned putting your head in ethan's chest as he began to rub your back in a calming way.
grayson:
"babe," grayson said as he walked into your room. you looked up from the paper you were working on to him. "look," he said handing you his phone. you saw that he was on instagram, an account for exposing the dolan twins.
"what?" you asked, his phone in your hands.
"read that text message and scroll up when you're done," he said and your eyes scanned over the name seeing that it was the name you had in your phone for grayson.
baby boy🥀: send me pictures of you, please
killaaa: lmao horny as fuck 😂
baby boy🥀: please baby girl. i'm sexually frustrated right now
killaaa: 😑
killaaa:
killaaa:
killaaa: but that's all you get because i don't need your brother seeing these
baby boy🥀: fuck baby girl, you're so fucking thick
baby boy🥀: ugh now i want to fuck you so hard
baby boy🥀: i love when you cum. it's so hot.
killaaa: i love you
your hand shot up to your mouth, your eyes widened at the screenshots of texts. "how the hell did they get these?" you asked handing him his phone and he shrugged.
"i'm sorry baby girl," he mumbled noticing how upset you were. "i don't know who got these or how but it was wrong. they don't have to right do this and the fact that they did shows how sick they are.
"your family, my family, our friends - they can all see these. and if they do, what are they going to think of me - of us?" you asked and he pulled you in for a kiss.
"baby we're going through this together. i'm sure there is a way we can get them deleted. they're nudes and that's a violation on instagram," he said and you sighed. he grabbed his phone, tapping his screen. you watched as he focused on the screen.
you phone dinged, you grabbed it off of the night stand:
@graysondolan: pathetic. whoever exposed those messages you are pathetic. those are private, you just violated privacy. congratulations! 👏🏼🙌🏼