[long af title]

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ethan's pov

i hung up and throw my phone on the empty bed i'm sitting. i bring my arms up to my face, hiding behind my own hands, as quiet sobs leave passed my lips.

a sudden wave of dizziness hits me as tears begin to gather on the inner corner of my eyes, before rolling down my cheeks. with the soft skin of my palms, i rub my eyes harshly, hoping that i could stop the salty tears from staining my cheeks.

my stomach feels like it's tied up in a tight knot, chocking me every now and then. my damp hair feels strangely heavy, as they lay against my forehead full of sweat, the curly ends clinging on my skin.

[a/n:im eating gummy bears rn bless me]

through the locked door of my bedroom, i can hear grayson sighing and growling in annoyance as the doorbell rings, making the same, disturbing noise. i hear his heavy footsteps as he gets up from the couch he's been sitting for the past hour and moves to the door slowly.

the doorknob clicks and i suppose the door swings open. i get up from my bed and approach my nightstand, grabbing a tissue to wipe my tear stained cheeks off.

''yeah, he's here'' i hear grayson's manly voice say and i furrow my eyebrows in confusion, knowing that he's talking about me. i walk to my door, already having decided to unlock it, but hesitate the moment i touch the doorknob, so i move back to my bed, sitting on the left side of it.

the sound of footsteps becomes louder and heavier, assuming that someone, along with my twin, approaches my room. my heart picks up its pace, nervous at who it may be and why they're looking for me.

''ethan'' grayson whispers as his knuckles attach with the stiff bedroom door, making a soft sound. with rapid movements, i clean my face from the tears and fan my hands in front of my eyes, trying to hide the obvious redness.

''yes'' i answer in a stern, yet still trembling voice.

''can i come in, bro?'' he asks again in a soft manner, probably trying not to frustrate me even more.

''no'' i reply firmly, crossing my arms over my chest and trying to look intimidating, although i know that he can't see me.

''someone's here for you'' he states with an empathizing tone, as i can sense that a prominent smirk is apparent on his lips.

''who's that?'' i ask with a low and stern voice, seeming emotionless and unaffected by his statement.

''just open the f.ucking door'' he orders, as he finishes off his sentence with a suspicious giggle.

i walk slowly to the door, attempting to prepare myself for what, or who, i'm going to witness. i unlock the door and open it rather seductively, hearing the slight squeaky noise it makes.

as soon as the door opens, my jaw falls, literally, at the sight of the person that came to see me. my heart probably skipped a beat or two, while i can feel the tears swelling up in the brim of my eyes.

my sweet, delicate princess.

''i'll leave you two alone'' grayson chuckles, as he leaves running down the long hallway that leads to our shared living room. i gesture her to come in and i close the door behind her.

''what are you-'' i manage to whipser without my voice shaking but i get cut off. (y/n) runs towards me, finally hugging my whole figure tightly and not seeming to let go. i immediately hug her back, still pretty confused about what had just happened.

her head lays peacefully against my chest, as i bring her presence closer to me with a bone crashing hug. her small arms are locked around my torso, as she breaths heavily and unevenly. my right hand has sneeked around her waist while my left palm supports her neck, pressing her softly against me. 

i feel the need to burst into tears, instead choked sobs come out of my mouth. my eyes, closed shut, as my nose is lost in her hair, taking in the odor of her good smelling locks.

''i missed you'' she mumbles with a trembling voice.

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i honestly can't write 'part 2' imagines, like i'll never be able to give a proper and not so cringey end to a story smh

[I really wanna travel the world, meet new people and try cool foreign stuff🌍]

stay golden👅