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They both looked so good here. Also Ethan with a middle part

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For You Grayson Girls

Here are just a few of my fav pics of Gray

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It’s Time / g.d.

Word count: 503

Warnings¿: slight fluff ig

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“Cmon, y/n. It’s time to go!” Grayson yelled, pulling you away from the cotton candy machine you were gazing at. 

You and Grayson had went to the summer carnival that happened once a year. It was a tradition between the two of you for over 6 years, the last 2 years being even more special because you two were finally a couple. 

“I don’t wanna go! Look at the cotton candy! It looks so good!” 

Cotton candy was always your favorite part of the carnival. The way it was made and how it tasted was so cool and so good. 

“You already ate 3 bags of the cotton candy, as well as who knows what else. Lets go, y/n.” Grayson said. It had been getting late and you two were already running late to another event you were going to the same night. 

After another 3 minutes of Grayson begging you to leave, you two finally left. Grayson had to buy you another bag of cotton candy before you agreed to leave though.

"You're going to get sick babe." Grayson had been driving home while you were in the passenger seat, over halfway done with the bag.

"I will not! I could eat 10 more bags and still not be sick." You say with a mouthful of it.

You and Grayson were arguing back and forth about it for basically the rest of the 15 minute drive, making it feel like an hour.

You two arrived back at the house and got ready for the event you had to attend.

-

After you had gotten back from the event, you and Grayson slumped onto the couch and turned on a netflix movie.

You could feel the food all coming back up, so you ran into the bathroom as quick as possible.

"I told you you would get sick!" Grayson says, laughing a bit at the subject.

"Shut up, Gray. You love me." You say, sitting back down on the couch and wrapping the fuzzy red blanket you had been using while proceeding to put your head on Grayson's shoulder.

"I know I do, y/n. I love you." Grayson says, kissing your forehead and pushing play on the ps4 controller in order to start the movie back up.

"Gray?" You had asked, looking up at him with groggy eyes

"Yeah?"

"Can you carry me to the bedroom?" You asked, basically asleep on his shoulder

"Of course, I'm getting tired too."

But instead of Grayson picking you up bridal style, like expected, he flipped you over his shoulder and started walking to the bedroom. You dragged the blanket along the floor and just hung there, too lazy to do anything.

"Hey, Gray? You have a nice butt." You say, poking his ass and giggling as your hair dangles down.

"Thanks baby, I try." Grayson says, laughing and flipping you over onto the bed.

"Ah, home sweet home. Goodnight Grayson, I love you." You say, immediately passing out before Grayson can respond.

"I love you too, y/n"

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ETHAN IMAGINE....

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They looked so giood here

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Im sorry but these are my new favorite photos, theyre in my top 10 for snapchat stickers i have😂

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For You Ethan Girls

These are some of my favorite Ethan pics and gifs:)

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fear / e.d. (part 2)

"No, you don't." I say, backing up from him a bit. "Are you sure?" He says, getting closer and eventually pushing me back into my counter. The door opens and I can hear my dads keys jingling. Ethan averted his attention to the door, making it easy for me to slip from behind him. "Hi dad!" I say, a bit worried about what he'd say about me having a boy at the house. "Hey hun, how was your day?" Luckily he hasn't noticed Ethan yet. "Uh, good. I think?" I say, choking up as Ethan walks around my kitchen behind me "Well, thats good. Oh, hi Ethan. How are you?" My dad greets Ethan "I'm alright, thanks Mr. Brand." Ethan says, smiling towards my father. He's not that bad when my dad's around. What a shame. I wish he was this easy to be around all the time. But he isn't. And he never will be. "Well that's good. Now, may I ask what you're doing here?" My dad asks, staying his polite self as usual "Actually Ethan was just leaving, dad. Weren't you?" "I'm still locked out of my house, Ana. You know that." Ana. Did he really need to call me that? I haven't been called Ana since before my mom died. "Oh you're locked out? Stay as long as you want." My dad offers, setting the rest of his work stuff on the counter and finishing up a few bill papers. "Thank you. My mom should be home in an hour or so." Ethan explains, taking a seat at our dining room table. "Alright, well I'll be in my office doing some work." My dad says, "Holler my name if you need anything, Anabelle." "Will do." I say, walking back over to the brown couch I had originally thrown my backpack onto.

I walk up to my room, hoping Ethan will just stay downstairs on the couch. I need to get my mind off the fact he's in my house and is actually being nice to me for once. I also have a ton of homework to do, and considering he's already been here way too long than I would like, I would prefer to not have him around any longer.

"Where are you going, Ana?"

Of course, he does it again. Could he stop for once?

"My room, please don't call me Ana." I say, asking politely in case he decided to get angry again. I wasn't in the mood for that at this time of day.

"Why not?"

"I'm doing homework, Ethan. Be quiet."

"Okay."

Ethan ended up staying quiet for the rest of the time he was there, right until he was about to leave.

"Also, nobody will know I stayed here. Got it?" Ethan says, pointing at me and basically threatening me with his eyes.

"Yes, got it." I say, turning away from him.

"Bye."

-

Another school day, great. It's Thursday today, which means tonights the night I'll be tutoring Ethan. He probably won't show up though. I'm sure he'll be off getting laid or drinking some alcohol at a party.

I walk out of my house after doing the daily morning greeting to my dad and grabbing a small granola bar out of our pantry cabinet. I hope I don't have to deal with Ethan too much today. He's almost worse than Amanda, and she's horrible. The two of them combined is like World War 3 for me. Those days are the worst. You know, when they decide to work together.

I headed straight to first hour, luckily not running into Amanda, Ethan, or any of their little posse. Or shall I say, big posse.

"Ms. Brand, how are you today?" My teacher greets me as I walk into the door, waving lightly and finishing up with a sheet of paper he seemed to have been grading.

"I'm good, Mr. Michaels. And you?" I say, sitting down in my seat towards the back of the class.

"I've been alright."

Right after that, the bell signaling class has started rings. Students start piling into the classroom and taking their seats quickly, a few still talking.

"Okay class, it's time to be quiet. We have a new student today, her name is Parker. You can take a seat next to Anabelle back there." He says, pointing to the desk next to me that's been empty since Ian had moved last year.

"Hi, I'm Parker. You're Anabelle right? I love your name." Parker says as she sits next to me.

Oh god, she's going to regret talking to me.

"Yeah I'm Anabelle. I uh, I'd reccomend not talking to me, you'll get butchered so quickly with these people.

"Oh that's alright, I don't mind. You look like you need a friend, and now that you just said that, it gives me even more of a reason to talk to you." Parker says, taking out her notebook and taking a few notes that Mr Michaels has written on the board

We got through most of the lecture and at the last few minutes of class he let us talk for a little while.

"Who's the brunette sitting beside you?" Parker asks, pointing to Ethan, who had been sitting in the seat next to me.

"That's Ethan, he's a dick. But please don't tell him I said that." I say quietly, making sure he doesn't overhear me.

"Huh, that's too bad." Parker says, smirking at me

It sure is.

"His twin brother, Grayson, is a lot nicer. I haven't talked to him too much though, he's never at home."

"Oh, are you guys neighbors?"

"Next door, I can see right into Ethan's room." I whisper

"Oh you lucky duckling!"

Class ends and I ask where Parker was headed next, we both had the same period and so I showed her the way to the classroom.

"Oh look, little Anabelle has a friend. Finally." Amanda yells, strutting her way into our science lab. I ignore her and look up at Parker, trying my hardest to act calm.

"Are you just going to let her say that?"

"This is the daily for me, Parker. Don't worry about it."

I take a seat at my desk and Parker decides to just sit down next to me until she gets her assigned seat.

The bell rings and we get straight to work

-

The day finally ends and I head straight home after recieving Parker's cell phone information so we can talk more.

"Ready to get to tutoring, bitch." Ethan says, pushing me down as Amanda laughs

"She has to tutor you? Wow, what a lame ass. I'm sorry you'll be missing the party tonight, babe."

Why in the world are they throwing parties on a Thursday night?

You know what, I'm not even gonna ask.

I hurry my way up and get to my house as quickly as possible, while Ethan follows behind.

"What are we doing today? I want to get this over with."

"Why do you want to go to a party on a thursday night so badly?" I ask, not meaning for it to come out at all

"Who wouldn't? Well, besides you." Ethan says, making fun of me once again

I ignore him and pull out my books, waiting for Ethan to get his stuff out.

-

We're doing great with the studying for quite a while, he makes his normal rude comments and we talk a bit more than I would have expected.

"Do you understand it now?" I ask, putting my stuff away because our hour has finally completed.

"Somewhat, I guess. I'm not really sure. Thanks, Ana."

He actually said thank you. Wow. But he called me Ana again.

"It's no problem, I'm sure you'd rather be at the party than here."

"Why don't you come?"

"I have no friends, you know that."

"That's true. Whatever." Ethan says, being rude once more.

To think I thought for a second he'd actually be a nice guy. I guess not.