Sorry I hardly post, ya girls been busy Also should I try write smut? Idk
—- I look at the clock. Midnight. I'm so tired. So fed up. *** „Babe come on, I promise you. They will love you!" My boyfriend Grayson tries to persuade me to go public about our relationship to his fans. I know how they reacted too Ethans last girlfriend - they hated her. Hate was even eventually sent to her house. Notes reading „he's mine" and „if you don't break up with him I'll break you" were posted in her door everyday.
I finally agreed, and he posted this on twitter and Instagram :
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GraysonDolan: @y/u/n I love you so much! I don't want hate for my girl friend, this fandom is about sharing kindness!! Then the comments started flooding in - "Aww yes Gray'" "Wtf you're with her?!" "She's ugly" "He's mine bitch" "Slayy"
The minority of good ones was vastly overtaken by the bad ones *** I turned the taps on to warm up, not too much water though - I don't want to wake Grayson. He's had a stressful day filming with E, and fell asleep a little earlier than usual. I look in the mirror, standing there in my bra and underwear. I frown at the reflection that meets me - too much stomach fat, huge thighs, tiny ass, and the the chubbiest cheeks. (A/n- you're all beautiful) A single tear rolled down my face. The fans were right. Why was Gray with me? There are prettier girls out there (A/n YOURE ALL FUCKING BEAUTIFUL) But srsly. Gray got with me?
I cock my head towards the door, thinking I heard a sound. Nothing. I put in the bath Creme and watched the bubbles form, and suddenly accidentally slipped on the unexpectedly wet floor- "Oh FOR FUCKS SAKE" I shout. Finally lost it. Can I be bothered for this anymore?
I step in and lie back, hitting my head on the wall. I begin to cry - it's all too much. And this tops me over the edge. I'm not sure I can do it anymore.
The door clicks open. No ones there. Phew It creeks more And round the corner of the door pokes a face, frowning in concern at me. "Baby girl what's wrong?" Gray asked , his voice serious but soft. "Go away Grayson." I sniffle and while my eyes, not looking at him and flying my eye behind me, trying to gesture pushing him away. "What's wrong, I said" His voice was stern and scary. He's not angry. He's just very very concerned. "Nothing Gray! I'm fine. Please!" I sqeak. I just want to be left too my own thoughts.
He leans over the side of the bath and lifts my chin, so I'm looking directly at him - "I'm not an idiot. I know you like the back of my palm. I know your stressed, sad, and annoyed. I know you can't stand the hate. But I love you" he looks at me, then looks confused. "What?" He says. "Why are you with me Grayson?," his eyes widen, brewing tears of concern and worry. "There's millions of other girls out there who you could be with. Girls who are prettier, funnier, thinner, better, than me. And you still choose me? Why?" His lips turn towards, and he stands up hurriedly.
"Move over" he says and pushes me forward, getting in the tub and sitting behind me. My back facing him, and he draws scribbles with his index over my back, nonsense patterns invisibly being brushed on me. He massages my shoulders and back, and begins to whisper -
"I choose you... Because your beautiful. Your stunning, your a princess. MY princess. MY queen. I love you not only for your stunning figure and looks, but because of your personality. I love you, because you're the only you!"
His words and touch make me unwind. As I fall back into him and look up at him, His soft lips touch mine and I look up at him;
"I love you too Grayson" "I love you more"
—— I had no idea what to write this was a price of crap sorry 😂🙈
