Concept: you work for a PR/advertising company that has been hired by the twins to rebrand & revamp them. Grayson doesn’t like the harsh truths you confront him with
A/n: oooooh I like this. I am a whore for bad boy Grayson tbh
When your boss told you that your new clients that you had to help were the infamous Dolan Twins- you almost yelled at him.
Ethan and Grayson Dolan are known for their YouTube videos. When they were younger, the two were nice and funny, down-to-earth and relatable. Once they got older though, Grayson started to change.
He started laughing and smiling less, spending more of his time sulking in the background of videos that mainly focused on Ethan and their friends, seeing as Grayson is much less personable.
Ethan constantly defends Grayson’s behavior, telling everyone that he’s different in real life and he’s just growing up. Grayson, on the other hand, doesn’t defend himself at all with words. He uses hand gestures and is known for getting too-physical with paparazzi.
Oh, and the fact that he normally has some girl who’s half-dressed hanging off his leather-clad arm doesn’t help.
Slowly but surely, the twins fan base has declined. It influxes randomly, with people who like this ‘new’ Grayson, but for the most part everyone is fed up with his bad boy attitude- including you.
After studying psychology, marketing, and business, joining a PR agency was inevitable, especially living in LA. After four years with your company, you’ve made a name for yourself in the influencer community. Known for being a hard-ass with a secret soft side for people she likes, every influencer with a problem has asked for you at least once.
Almost every influencer, you should say. Grayson doesn’t want to change, and everyone knows that. To say you were surprised that he finally caved, is an understatement of the century. But, when it took you three weeks to set a meeting with the twins because Grayson kept flaking- you learned something very, very important. Grayson hadn’t caved. Yet.
“Why do you hate yourself?” You question. Grayson glares at you from across the conference table and you see the surprise flash through his eyes before he fixes you with a fake, cold, dead, stare.
“Ex-fucking-cuse me?” He spits.
You shrug, “You’re excused,” he rolls his eyes and you smile innocently, pissing him off further, “Answer the question.”
“I don’t hate myself, asshole,” he snips.
“Look, we can continue to do this the hard way or-“ you pause, taking a breath, “you can work with me. I’m not the enemy. I was hired to help you because I’m good at what I do. Let me do my job.”
He scoffs, “I don’t need your help, thanks. Everyone else has a problem- not me. I’m finally being exactly who I always wanted to be.”
“Really?” He crosses his arms, leaning back in his seat and nodding.
You sigh, looking him straight in the eye, “You’ve always wanted to let your brother down? You’re hurting him more than yourself. Do you understand that? Or are you truly too selfish to care? Because if so, tell me now if you really are that fucked out because I can’t help you if you are.”
You see his eyebrows furrow and he looks down. You know you have him, “I guess I am that fucked up.”
You look at him with surprise. Watching his face, all you can think is whether or not he really believes that. You close your eyes for a moment, then start to get your stuff together, closing your notebook. He looks up at the commotion and gives you a confused look, “What’re you doing?”
“I can’t help someone who knowingly hurts his own family. I hope you come to your senses soon because one day you’re going to wake up and realize you lost everyone you care about.” You leave him speechless, his mouth hanging open as you walk out.
He doesn’t stop you, and when you walk to the waiting room where Ethan’s sitting, anxiously bouncing his knee up and down, biting his thumbnail. Ethan looks up at you, and he has so much hope in his eyes that you almost turn back around, march into the conference room and slap Grayson, yelling at him. But you don’t. You open your mouth to tell him it’s not going to work out when the sound of heavy footsteps coming down the hallway stops you.
You look back to see Grayson, “Wait,” You and Ethan both raise a brow at him to continue and he takes a deep breath, “Alright. I’ll do this.”
You smile at him and glance at Ethan, seeing the wide smile on his face. He pulls Grayson in for a hug, and they hold onto each other tightly. Grayson looks at you over Ethan’s shoulder and you can see the pain evident in his eyes.
You know it’s going to take a lot of work and tears to get through to him, “Well, let’s get started then,” you say as they pull away.
Grayson’s brows raise, “Right now?”
You smile at him, looping your arm through his and patting his forearm, “I’m going to be right beside you for three months.”
His whole face drops, “What did you just say?” You smile sweetly at him, pulling him back to the conference to have a contract drawn up. He looks back at Ethan over his shoulder, a pleading look on his face, “What did she just say?”
Ethan laughs and shakes his head, unbelievably over-the-moon at the idea that Grayson is finally getting help.
A/n: sorry if this isn’t how you wanted it to go. I didn’t want to make it too long so if you want a second part just lmk :)