Cold in LA

Chapter 8

Still Jonah's point of view

I carried Grace to my room and carefully laid her down on my bed. I pushed a piece of hair out of her face and pulled the blanket over her. She nuzzled her head into the blanket and smiled a bit. I kissed her forehead then left the room.

"Hey smiley." Corbyn jokes as I sit down. I didn't even notice I was smiling, Grace just made me feel so happy. 

"You like her don't you?" Daniel asks me.

"What no!" I say defensively. 

"You answered that fast!" Jack laughs.

"Well maybe a little bit" I paused "okay yeah I like her a lot!" I say feeling somewhat better getting that off my chest.

"You guys would be cute together." Zach says with a smile.

"So when are you gonna tell her?" Daniel asks me.

"I don't think I will." I say while looking down at my hands.

"Why not? You guys obviously have a connection!" Corbyn says.

"Cause she just got out of a relationship and I don't want to seem like I am taking advantage of that. Maybe later on when the time's right I will say something." I explain to them.

"Smart." Zach says.

The conversation died down and we started playing games.

Grace's point of view
*Dream*

I look around and see I am in my old apartment, sitting in my home office.

Suddenly I feel a pair of strong arms wrap around me.

"Hey beautiful." I recognize his voice anywhere.

"Mason?" I look up.

Mason lets go of my shoulders and sits down next to me.

"I am so sorry for everything I did and said. I miss you, come home please." he pleads with me.

I am at a loss for words.

Just as he was about to say something everything goes white.

*End of dream*

I slowly open my eyes. The light burns at first but is fine after a few seconds. I sit up and look around.

'I'm in Jonah's bed again? Wait how did I even get here?' I think to myself.

The distant sound of someone talking from down stairs and Jonah's smell fills the air.

I really like it here, the guys are all so nice, I just feel like I am home. But I know I can't stay here forever. Plus Jonah needs his bed back.

After a few minutes of sitting in bed the dream I had last night came rushing back.

I started crying thinking about all of the memories Mason and I shared and how I thought we had our whole life planned out. No matter how hard I tried to stop crying I just couldn't.