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perriewinklenerdie · 3 years

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Thoughts (Ethan Ramsey x MC)

Pairing: Ethan Ramsey x Claire Herondale

Word count: 1,7 k

Summary: OH3 Chapter 2 rewrite + added scene. Claire finds out what’s on Ethan’s mind every time he sees her.

Warnings: None

A/N: What’s that? Ethan and MC are acting like a couple? Did you mean ‘give them more fluff’? I got you, no problem.

Ethan’s focus was forcefully shifted from the paperwork he’s been working on to the two figures that appeared in the doorway to his office. His forehead creased at the sight of his newest patient being wheeled into the room. Not a fraction of a second later, Claire came into his field of vision and, as bizarre as it seemed, her presence alone managed to lessen the irritation the new administration of the hospital evoked in him every single day since they came back to work. Remembering what the deal with their patient was, he schooled his features as much as he could.

“Dr. Herondale, is everything alright?” he found her eyes with his, feeling a wave of warmth flooding him. Claire moved her head slightly, a shift in her stance so miniscule that if he weren’t paying as close attention to her as he did, he wouldn’t have caught it.

“Everything’s okay, I just figured that since we were waiting for Andrew’s M.R.I., we could study his… symptoms a little more.” She walked closer, leaning on the desk. A whisper of a grin made itself at home on her face. “Mind taking part in a little experiment?”

He somehow knew that it would come to this, almost as though he could read her mind now too. Ridiculous as the situation was, he knew saying ‘no’ wasn’t a real option for him – he’s lost the ability to deny her anything a long time ago. With a sigh, he waved his hand for Andrew to begin.

“He’s tense.” The young man started, matter-of-factly. Ethan scoffed.

“I don’t think you need psychic powers to determine that.” He pointed out, leaning back in his seat. Looking at Claire again, he found her already staring at him with a tenacious spark. “… Fine, proceed. But only because I agree that we need to determine what’s going on here.”

“Keep telling yourself that.” She muttered under her breath, grinning cheekily at him. “All right, Andrew, tell me what does Dr. Ramsey think about me?”

With no hesitation, Andrew replied. “You mean besides what he’d be doing with you now if the two of you were alone?”

Ethan’s head snaps towards their patient before he can even think about what he’s doing. “What?”

“Am I right?”

“Ethan?” Claire’s voice betrayed the surprise she was trying to hide with a stoic look on her face. She didn’t have to say anything else, really, because Ethan already knew that she’d tease him endlessly with that knowledge. A flash of heat licked its way up his spine, coloring his neck red. He broke the eye contact, incredibly interested in anything but her all the sudden. There was no running from her, though, since the first thing that his eyes landed upon was a photo of Claire and him from the gala.

It took him a moment to find his voice again, words melting into a mumble.

“… I don’t want to talk about it.”

Andrew, encouraged rather than disheartened by the obvious effect he had on the doctor, continued. “In the slightly more PG realm, he’s about ten times happier since you walked through the door.”

Ethan cracked a helpless smile, feeling himself unable to keep a straight face. He tried to make his voice sound stern, but at this point, not even Ethan himself believed his tough demeanor.

“I would really prefer it if you stopped while I still have some dignity left.”

The young man fell quiet, clearly proud of himself. Meanwhile, Claire turned around towards her partner and leaned closer. Her hair fell over her shoulder, creating a curtain that hid her face from Andrew. Ethan felt locked in place, hypnotized by her charming smile.

“You have something to say about this…?” she trailed off, dropping her voice to a warm mutter. He hesitated, unsure how much freedom he could allow himself, but ultimately, the look she was giving him made him forgo his inhibitions.

“I won’t deny that he’s right.” He began, causing her to grin knowingly. “But he could have figured this out by the way my eyes follow you. Or my body language, for that matter.” He recalled all the times in which his body gravitated towards hers during the initial consult, their shoulders pressing together.

“I don’t know about it, Dr. Ramsey.” Leaning into him even further, she whispered sultrily. “That thing about throwing me on the desk… not that it would be the first time…” her gaze fell to his lips, the corners of her own inching upwards. Ethan’s breath caught in his throat, his body moving towards her slightly. Before he could reach her, she straightened her posture and turned back around to her previous position. “That was strangely familiar. Not to mention, accurate.”

Andrew cleared his throat, bringing the attention of both his doctors back to him. The older diagnostician blushed an even deeper red color.

“Be that as it may, it would help to test it further with more concrete questions. Mr. Polowsky tell me…” Ethan wondered what question he should ask, deciding upon something that there was no way he could figure out simply by observing him. “My favorite place to vacation.”

This time, the young man hesitated, taking a moment to think before answering. “New York?”

“Try ‘no place at all’.” Claire chimed in, looking over her shoulder to gauge Ethan’s reaction. “Dr. Ramsey here is a workaholic.”

“Very funny, Claire. Try again, Mr. Polowsky.”

“Maybe Las Vegas?”

Ethan laughed, shaking his head in disagreement for the second time. He felt Claire’s eyes on him, noticing a curious glint when he looked into them. They kept the contact long after Andrew admitted that he didn’t know the answer.

“Weird. You were getting perfect reads with everyone else.”

“This ability clearly has its limits. It might help narrow down the possible causes.” Ethan nodded in agreement, observing their patient closely.

“So what is your favorite vacation spot?” Andrew questioned, curious about where the world-renowned diagnostician chose to relax.

“Nice try. I may not use Pictagram much…” Ethan laughed, sending a meaningful look Claire’s way, her latest photo never too far from his thoughts. “But I know better than to give away my best kept secret and invite the crowds in.”

He observed them as they left for Andrew’s M.R.I., perplexed by the whole situation. Claire looked back at him and once she was sure she had his attention, she blew him a kiss, grinning smugly at the charged look he gave her.

Some time later, he found her hunched over the table in his office, deep into the article displayed on her laptop. Leaning against the side of the table, he looked into her research.

“Any progress?”

“Nothing new. M.R.I. didn’t show any significant changes, blood tests came back with no indications towards any probable causes.” Her shoulders fell in disappointment. “We’re back to square one. Flu… and psychic abilities.” Claire fell deeper into her seat, sighing deeply. “And those powers are getting creepy. You saw it yourself.”

“I can certainly agree that his accuracy is uncanny, not something you’d usually expect from cold reading. But it’s not enough to convince me that he has magical powers.” Straightening his back, he hummed under his breath. “He wasn’t 100% right.”

“He was right about you, though.” Claire smiled suspiciously at him. “Mostly. I still want to know what’s that heavily guarded holiday destination of yours.”

Ethan’s hand moved to her neck, trailing upwards until he reached her pulse point, tracing the delicate skin with the tip of his finger.

“If I tell you now, there won’t be an element of surprise when I take you there.”

Her eyes fluttered close for a moment, losing her focus upon the feeling of his skin against hers. She was breathless when she spoke again, and he was sure he had her distracted. How wrong he was.

“Are you going to be thinking about me when we’re there the way you think about me when we’re at work?”

A low groan escaped him, a hint of a blush returning to his face. “You’re not gonna let me live this down, huh.”

Claire scrunched her nose adorably, the only response he needed, then turned back to her research. Ethan moved to stand behind her, squeezing her shoulders from time to time as they brainstormed for possible causes of their patient’s special powers.

His eyes found her in the evening after they diagnosed Andrew, just as she was about to leave. The atrium was strangely quiet, providing a false sense of calmness. His feet carried him towards her on their own.

“Fancy seeing you here.” He smiled warmly, reaching her side in a few strides. Claire raised an eyebrow at him, the corners of her lips rising smugly.

“Why? Were you hoping to see me?”

“Oh, definitely.” They were now face to face, eyes locked in a heated gaze. His fingers followed the hem of her jacket, pulling her closer to him by the lapel. “Do you have any plans for the evening?”

She adjusted the strap of her bag on her shoulder, humming softly. “I was originally gonna go home and drown myself in Netflix, but I suppose I could be convinced otherwise.”

“I see.” He nodded, stroking the line of her cheekbone with his knuckles. His voice dropped to a deep grumble, sending a thrilling shiver through her. “Can I make you dinner?”

Claire breathed out slowly. “Yeah.” Her shoulders fell as the tension accumulated throughout the whole day of work flew out of her. “I’d love that.”

Ethan threw his arm over her shoulder, tangling their fingers together and squeezing tenderly. He pressed a long kiss to her forehead, smiling once again – he’s been doing that a lot lately.

Before they reached the train station that would take them to his apartment, she saw an opening for one more tease.

“Do you want another blueberry smoothie in the morning?”

Notes

My two idiots are basically married. That’s all I see.

#ethan ramsey #ethan x mc #open heart #playchoices #ethan ramsey x mc

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bubsdolan · 3 years

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buttplug + gray?👀👀👀

wakeheart was quickly becoming one of the fastest and upcoming brands on the scene. it’s powerful message touched the thousands of people who had purchased their products, and therefore it was no surprise that drop after drop, the brand continued to grow and become more successful day by day, with saws only increases and the team continuously growing.

not only were the dolan twins the name, face and money behind the brand, they were always the geniuses behind each launch. throwing a massive celebration in gratitude to all their hard working and dedicating team members, rewarding them for all their efforts and commitment to wakeheart.

tonight was a night like no other. after a record sell out of christmas candle bundles and a new secret product development, the wakeheart team celebrations were in full swing. a fancy three course dinner, finished with a night of dancing and everyone letting loose. ceo grayson dolan- was looser than most.

he sat head of the table, ethan one side, you the other. dressed in a dapper three piece suit,a snugg enough fit to display his build physique whilst always maintaining comfort and mobility. you couldn’t take your eyes of him. he looked so incredibly sexy, handsome, breathtakingly beautiful & the way his cheeks blushed red, one leg bouncing uncontrollably under the table, you were finding it hard to keep your juice from flowing straight out of you.

the entire meal he was squirming around in his seat, consuming ridiculous amounts of water as he felt himself starting to sweat under his restrictive clothing, his mouth going dry, palms clammy. his fingers curling deep into the open skin on your thigh, pushing side the slit in your red, backless ballgown dress as he needed some sort of relief. the whole world going by completely oblivious to the small vibrating contraction shoved up deep inside grayson dolan’s tight little hole.

it took some efforts to get it in. due to the failure of getting him to relax- this was grayson, the man was a walking talking energiser bunny- mixed with the tightness and resircition of his hole, it was a miracle he was able to operate as well as he was. never having anything penetrating his arsehole so deeply, he was unsure if he was feeling more pain than pleasure.

however when you reached into your purse discreetly, fingers finding exactly what they were looking for and fiddling around with the nibble remote, you take control of his actions. pressing the button that would make or break grayson, you tease the level of vibration. turning the dial up ever so slightly in order for grayson to feel a small change in pressure.

“y/n-“ he growls, his voice low so only you can hear. a warning tone that said not to push him any further, yet you always did love to break the rules.

“yes, daddy?” your voice barely above a whisper. fluttering your eyelashes innocently at him, making him regret ever bringing you along tonight. he could never control himself around you and was fighting the urge to bend you over the table and destroy your delicious pussy in front of everyone.

the ach between his cheeks makes him warm, flustered and extremely desperate for some sort of release as he sends side eye daggers at you from his seat. trying to minimise any suspicious as his hole clenches when he feels you give in and turn the toy up to a higher setting. smirking to yourself as you tuck into you dessert like you weren’t controlling a buttplug snug in your boyfriends arse. you played deeper into the innocence act, teasing grayson that little bit more by the way you lick seductively on the spoon, splurging and sucking on the ice cream-vegan- as if it was his own cum.

grayson chokes out a moan, slamming his fist on the table in reflect as he startles a clueless ethan. “you good, bro?” ethan turns to his twin, patting a hand on his back to try and ease whatever grayson was experiencing. if only he knew.

“m’fine, went down the wrong hole.” graysons voice is raspy, still coughing up straggled air as he once again reaches for his water to try and clear his throat.

“i know you’re dyslexic, bro, but how do you choke on ice cream.”

“fuck off, e,”

their little spat was cut short, both by the interruption from adele to inform them its time for their speech, and by you giggling to yourself as you brush a hand over his throbbing crotch under the table. please with his reaction when he thrusts into your touch and let’s out a whimper.

grayson is quick to jump to his feet, your hand falling off his lap and he adjusts the band of his pants. clearing his throat once more and avoiding all eye contact as he trails closely behind ethan to the small stage they had set up on the dance floor. every step he took on stage to give his big highly anticipated speech, he was reminded of the sliver coloured, medium sized buttplug nestled into his arse.

standing in a room where all eyes are on him, your evil, lustfilled ones are the only set he notices. he quickly became overcome with a feeling like no other. legs tremble, his arse hole quaking as he has to grip onto ethans shoulder for support. to others, it’s look as if it’s an encouraging embrace before a public speech, but to you- it was sign grayson was ready to spill his load at any moment.

but he soon as no time to think, to collecting him, to cum, as ethan hands him the mic and makes him do the honours of addressing the room. he gulps, running a hand across his forehead to rub away the sweat, his finger have a right grip on the mic as you reach onto your purse once more and time the vibrations up to the highest setting.

“thank you all for coming. id like to give a huge thanks to- fuck.”

“i erm, thanks to our whole team, you guys are- ahhh fuck,” his nails dig deep into the skin on his thigh as you sit smirking at his discomfort. your fingers teasing the remote as you have him right where you wanted. trembling and coming down in a room full of hundreds. professional business people at that.

his pants get tighter, an obvious bulge sticking out like a sore thumb. am evidently flushed and weak grayson biting down harshly on the skin of his cheek as he muffled his moans.

ethan has to takes over, signing on the speech on behalf of himself and his trembling twin. grayson can all but stand there, body shifted off the side behind ethan as under his suit, his body is littered with gooseneck, dripping with set as the euphoric feeling between his cheeks never lets up.

he’s booking it off the stage, reaching for your arm from your seat front row. not even allowing you time to put your drink down as he’s dragging you to the bathroom. pushing past people trying to congratulate him or get a glimpse at the ceo. his mind preoccupied with the pre cum leaking down his inner thigh and the slickness of your cunt he can’t wait to destroy the minute you’re alone.

graysons hands are around your neck. lips barely brushing over yours as he pushes you roughly up again the toilet door. making sure to look it first before he can treat you like his little slut as payback. no mercy in sight as he feels the tightness of his wall continue to be stretched out but your little friend.

“you’re so in for it tonight, whore. s’think you’re funny huh? playing around with the little toy in daddies arsehole, let’s see how you like it when i put you on your knees, eating out my tight, wet hole from the mess you made.”

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fandomgarbitch · 6 years

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Faking It (Ethan Dolan)

@spiffydolan requested: maybe something based around the prompt “in my defense, I didn’t know how invested I was going to get when I said yes.”

“wait you did what?” Ethan asked looking at me.

“I told my cousin we were dating.” I said flopping on his bed.

“why did you do that?” Ethan asked flopping down next to me.

“ugh, she just makes me so angry, she always has to be better at everything than me, including boys, and well it just kind of slipped. Can’t you just pretend for one family picnic?” I begged giving him my puppy dog eyes.

“when even is it?” He asked looking at me.

“it’s sort of tonight.” I said hopeful.

“Tonight? I was supposed to take Hollie out, you know my actual girlfriend.” Ethan said.

oh great.

“oh, that’s fine I’ll uh just tell her I lied, thanks anyways.” I said getting up to leave.

I heard Ethan sigh from behind me.

“wait.” Ethan called.

I stopped in the doorway and turned towards him.

“I’ll do it.” He sighed.

“really?” I asked turning towards him.

“yeah, I mean that’s what best friends do right?” He said as if he were unsure of himself.

“It means a lot, I’ll see you later.” I said smiling.

I wasn’t even completely out the door when my phone lit up with a text from Ethan.

Ethan: how do we even fake date? Do we have to kiss I don’t want to cheat on Hollie? What do I do with my hands?

I laughed at his questions before quickly typing a reply

: just like real dating, except it’s not real. No we don’t have to kiss, and you can just hold my hand, just enough to convince her we’re dating.

I smiled as I got ready for our family picnic. It was a few hours later and everyone started to arrive to the park including my very annoying cousin.

“hi where’s your boyfriend?” She asked as soon as got out of the car.

“uh he’ll be here.” I said a little intimidated.

I came earlier with my parents so Ethan had more time to prepare.

“we’ll see about that.” She said rolling her eyes.

I’ve never had a boyfriend before so she didn’t exactly believe that I had one now. I quickly sent Ethan a text.

: where are you? my cousin is already getting on my nerves!

I quickly received a reply.

Ethan: almost there don’t worry I’m going to be the best fake boyfriend you have ever had.

I sighed, gosh I hope this works. I bit my nails nervously as I waited for Ethan. He rolled up wearing a dress shirt and tie, some black jeans and his nicest shoes. I resisted the urge to face palm as he got out the car.

“what are you wearing?” I whispered yelled to him.

“oh this, it’s nothing.” He shrugged.

I bit my lip as I looked at him. I couldn’t deny that he looked super hot. Wait, did I just call my bestfriend hot?

“let’s just please make this convincing.” I said.

“convincing is my middle name, babe.” Ethan said smirking.

Oh god here we go. I sighed before lacing my fingers with Ethan’s and dragging him to the gathering. Ethan politely said hello to my family.

“so he is real.” A voice said coming from behind me.

I turned around giving her my fakest smile, but before I could talk Ethan spoke up.

“I’m Ethan, its nice to finally meet you.” Ethan smiled shaking her hand.

“Ethan is it? how long have you guys been dating?” she asked eyeing him

“a year.” I said.

“eight months.” Ethan said at the same time.

“a year and eight months.” Ethan corrected smiling.

Damn he was good. She was about to respond when Ethan interrupted her.

“that reminds me beautiful, I have a surprise for you in my car.” Ethan said dragging me towards his car.

I could hear the clicking of heels which meant my cousin was following. We got to Ethan’s car and he pulled out a bouquet of roses from the front seat. I instantly felt a blush rise to my cheeks.

“what are these for?” I asked completely forgetting about the fake dating thing.

“because you make me super happy.” He said kissing my rosy red cheek.

“wow thank you, no one has ever done anything this nice for me before.” I said looking at the roses.

“well I am your boyfriend remember?” Ethan said giving me a look.

“uh yeah of course thanks boyfriend.” I said giving him a hug.

“wow, that’s sweet my boyfriends have never done anything that nice for me.” my cousin said huffing.

I tried to bite down a laugh. She was jealous.... of me.

“let’s go get food, I’m starving.” Ethan said grabbing my hand and pushing past my cousin.

Ethan continued to be really sweet throughout the day. He told me I looked beautiful more than once, he held my hand and kissed it every so often. He made me laugh and in return laughed at all of my jokes. I kind of felt sad. Sad that it wasn’t real, that this was all just pretend.

“I’ll be right back.” Ethan said kissing my forehead and heading towards the bathroom.

As soon as he left his seat was overtaken by my cousin.

“you know for being so happily in love, I haven't seen you guys kiss yet?” She said looking at her perfect polished finger nails.

“we don’t want to kiss in front of family.” I said easily.

“do you really think I’m that stupid?” She asked looking at me.

“excuse me?” I scoffed.

“lets be real for a second, a guy like Ethan with a girl like you? I’m sorry but I don’t believe it for a single second. He’s way too good for you.” She said degrading me.

I could feel my face heat up and tears were threatening to spill from my eyes.

“do we have a problem here?” Ethan asked standing there with his arms crossed.

“no, what makes you think that?” my cousin said sweetly.

“you’re wrong about her you know.” Ethan said.

I looked up at him confused, matching the look my cousin had.

“if anything she’s too good for me. She’s smart, funny, and so beautiful, but that isn’t even the half of it. I love how selfless she is, she always puts other people first and never expects anything in return. I love how she can turn any situation in to something positive just by her attitude. I love the feeling I get when I’m around her, it’s something that I could never quite describe. Your totally wrong about her and wrong about us.” He said.

I stood there with my mouth hung open blushing like an idiot. Did Ethan really mean those things?

“kiss her then.” my cousin scoffed.

Ethan didn’t even pause for a second. He came over wrapped his arms around me and pulled me to his lips. His lips were so soft as they moved with mine. I felt a feeling in my stomach that was hard to describe. I saw from the corner of my eye my cousin stomping away in annoyance. I broke the kiss with Ethan as soon as she was out of sight. I felt empty as soon as his lips left mine.

“wow you should’ve seen her face.” I said laughing.

“It was priceless.” He laughed.

Ethan and I decided to leave after that. We joked the whole ride home about how jealous my cousin was. Our laughter died down and there was an awkward silence as he pulled in to my driveway.

“uh thank you for everything you did today.” I said nervously tucking a strand of hair behind my ear.

“are you kidding me? I live for this shit.” Ethan said smiling.

I was about to get out when I suddenly had a jolt of confidence to ask him something that was weighing heavily on my mind.

“Ethan, did you really mean what you said back there about me?” I asked biting my lip.

“about you being smart, funny, beautiful, selfless, bubbly, and overall amazing? Of course I meant every word.” He said smiling at me.

I could feel my breath getting heavier as Ethan and I looked at each other. Ethan looked at me and then my lips. He started to lean in and so did I. I could almost feel his lips touching mine when a loud ringtone went off. Ethan and I quickly pulled apart, looking down with red cheeks.

“it’s uh Hollie, I better go.” Ethan said showing me his phone where his caller idea said girlfriend with a heart.

I shook my head before getting out of the car.

“uh thanks again.” I said clearing my throat.

“you’re welcome.” He said before driving away.

what was happening? were Ethan and I about to kiss for real this time? was it real the first time? I mean I know we were pretending but the way he kissed me was different, I felt different. I couldn’t sleep as a million thoughts raced through my mind. I never thought of Ethan as anything other than my best friend but here I was keeping myself up at night with the thoughts of him. I looked at my clock on the nightstand which now read 3:04 AM.

“I wonder if you’re thinking about me too?” I asked nobody.

As soon as the words left my lips I heard a light knocking on the window. I quickly got out of bed and went over to my window. Ethan stood there waiting to be let in. I quickly opened the window.

“Ethan it’s three in the morning what are you doing here?” I asked stepping aside so he could come in.

“I couldn’t sleep.” He said simply.

“so you’re just going to climb through my window at three in the morning?” I asked looking at him.

“in my defense, I didn’t know how invested I was going to get when I said yes.” He said simply.

“wait what are you talking about?” I asked confused.

“I’m talking about this.” Ethan said before crashing his lips on to mine.

I immediately kissed him back, craving that feeling that I got earlier. I then remembered about his girlfriend and quickly pushed him off.

“Ethan we can’t what about Hollie?” I asked looking at him.

“I broke up with her.” He said simply.

“but why?” I asked.

“because do you remember what I said before, that I love the feeling I get when I’m around you, it’s something that I could never quite describe, Well I can describe it now. I knew when I kissed you.” He said quietly.

“knew what?” I said my face dangerously close to his.

“that I was never faking it.” He said kissing my lips again.

NO MORE REQUESTS AT THIS TIME.

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foreverfangirl2011 · 6 years

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Grayson Bailey Dolan One Shot

Hey Lovelies,

First of all thanks so much for all the love on the Ethan Blurb I just posted! So I just wrote this Grayson one shot and I wanted to share it. Its kind of sad, but it has a happy ending. I really resonated with this one so I hope you like it! Happy Reading!

P.S. Charlie isn’t based on anyone, I picked a name at random. Just wanted to clarify that in case anyone likes someone named Charlie!

I Can Put Your Pieces Back Together: A Grayson Bailey Dolan One Shot

“Why don’t you want to talk about Charlie?”

“Why are you so interested in him Grayson?”

“Because I can see its still hurting you, you’ll feel better once we talk about it…”

“Grayson, we’ve been together for 9 months. You told me you loved me and I didn’t say it back, why are still here?”

“Because I love you. I’m not giving up on you.” He says brushing a stray hair from my face and grazing my cheek with his thumb.

Tears begin to stream down my face. “I’m so broken, I can never be what you deserve, I don’t have the capacity to love like that again…” I say through tears, crashing into a puddle on the carpet. Grayson sits down next to me and takes me in his arms.

“Don’t say that, whatever he did to you we can undo it. You have an incredibly big heart and you are capable of loving, more passionately and deeply than you realize.”

“You really believe that don’t you?”

“Yes I do, with all of my heart.”

His beautiful heart… I think placing my hand over his heart. “And your not mad that I didn’t say it back?”

“Not at all, I know I love you, I’ve never been more sure of anything in the world. And I want you to be sure before you say it too…” he replies interlocking his fingers with mine.

I look at our hands locked to each other and I can feel my heart opening for him. “Ok then, I’m ready to tell you about Charlie.” He looks into my eyes and kisses me gently.

“I’m ready to listen, I’m always ready to listen.” He replies, breaking the kiss and carrying me over to my bed. We sit next to each other and I start the story.

“Ok, well you already know everything that happened with my dad…”

“He didn’t do the same thing did he?” Grayson says clenching his fist.

“No no nothing like that.” I say placing my hand over his fist, at my touch he immediately uclenched his fist. “Charlie was my first serious boyfriend, something I never thought I’d have with everything that was going on with my dad at the time. But it did happen. Totally out of nowhere, it was 10th grade, I was sure I was the girl no one noticed-“

“I would have noticed you the first day I saw you.” Grayson interrupts.

“I know you would.” I say kissing his cheek. “Anyway, back to the story. I thought I was invisible, but then the day of our class field trip to the art museum, I was standing alone looking at this incredible piece. I thought I was the only one that understood it, but then Charlie came up to me and started talking about it. I was so impressed, he seemed so into it, like he studied it as deeply as I did. We talked the whole bus ride back to school and before he left he gave me his number. Things moved pretty fast; that should have been my first red flag; the trip was on a Friday and we had our first date the next night. He was such a great actor, he seemed so into me, wanted to be with me 24/7. I wasn’t used to that kind of attention and affection from a guy and he knew it. I trusted him and I told him what my dad was doing, he was the only one that knew, not even my bed friend knew the details I told him. He knew I was fragile and he exploited my vulnerability. We were together for 2 years, but we still hadn’t slept together. I could tell he was kind of peeved about it, but I was a virgin and I wasn’t ready to give it up yet. Well his birthday was a week before Graduation and I planned a special night. My dad was on a business trip and my mom went out with friends so we had the house to ourselves. I made him dinner, we listened to some music, and we-“

“Ok ok, I don’t need all of those details.” Grayson says stopping me again.

“I told him I loved him that night and I gave him my virginity. Everything was perfect, I couldn’t believe how happy I was. Unfortunately that happiness was short lived. Graduation night came around a week later and the guys on the lacrosse team; which Charlie was on; had played one last game for fun before the ceremony so they were all getting ready in the boys locker room. Obviously girls weren’t allowed in, but I was graduating in an hour, what were they going to do if I got caught? So I snuck in to see Charlie before the ceremony and I overheard he and his friends talking: “So dude, it looks like you won the bet!” “Did you really pop her cherry Charlie?” “Hell yeah! 3 times and she’s got the bruises to prove it!” As it turns out the guys on the team had a standing bet for 2 years of who could “pop my cherry” first…” I stopped wiping the tears from my face.

“Oh my god, I can’t believe that dick did that to you! Whats the piece of shits last name! I could kill him!” Grayson says balling his fists again.

I place my hand over his again and he softens. “Calm down Gray, I don’t even know where he is now anyway. Lemme finish the story. I ran out of there, I couldn’t handle it. I watched him accept his diploma, a huge smug smile on his face, like nothing was wrong. After the ceremony he tried to talk to me, but I wouldn’t let him. “You won the bet Charlie, you popped my cherry” so we’re done now, you don’t need me anymore.” “Whatever, I was the only guy that was gonna do a chick as messed up as you, you weren’t even that good.” I was so angry I slapped him across the face and he pushed me down. The principal came and broke us up before things escalated further. It was too late for him to get punished though. He got away with it and I cried for most of the summer. I vowed after that to never give myself up again. So now you know the whole story… your dating a messed up chick who’s not good enough for anyone… and you know what hurts the most? He never loved me, he just got to forget me and move on with his life. But I loved him, I loved him so damn much and I couldn’t move on, I can’t love anyone and its all his fault! I gave him everything and he threw me away like the garbage I am! I’m not good enough for you, I’m not good enough for anyone. You deserve better than me and I deserve to be alone!” I break down into tears again, my head in my hands, unable to even look at Grayson. He wraps his arms around my shaking body again and starts crying himself.

“Listen to me, theres no one in this world better than you. Theres no one on this world who deserves love as much as you. And theres no one in this world I could love as much as I love you! You are not garbage, you are the most perfect girl I’ve ever met! You smart and kind and funny and beautiful. You have this incredible strength, no one deserves to go through the terrible things you went through, but those terrible things don’t define you. They strengthened you and made you the incredible woman you are… the incredible woman I fell in love with… Charlie is the one thats a piece of garbage, he’s the one that deserves to be alone, he’s the one thats not good enough for anyone. I know Charlie broke you, but if you’ll let me… I can put your broken pieces back together…”

I sit up and he wipes the tears from my face. “You really love me don’t you?”

“More than you know, and I don’t care if it takes 80 years! I’m not giving up on you, I promise I’m going to mend that broken heart.” He says now placing his hand over my heart and kissing my forehead.

I lean my head on his chest and hold him close. “Thanks for listening… and being patient.” I whisper into his chest.

“Take all the time you need Y/N, I’m not going anywhere. I’m a man of my word, I’m not gonna break my promise.” He whispers back. We close our eyes and drift off to sleep in each others arms.

3 months later; on our 1 year anniversary; I told him I loved him. He kept his promise, he really did put me back together…

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