Back again with Tayler Holder

Chapter 1: Honey, I'm home

Grace's POV:
I got out of the Uber as it pulled up to the Triller Compound. I walked over to the boot and pulled out my suitcase after refusing help from the creepy driver who overshared A LOT.
"Thank you.." I said in an attempt to shoo him away. And surprisingly...it worked.
The car drove off as I turned to look at the front of the mansion. I inhaled the (fresh?) LA air and took in my home for the summer. I was so excited to be back. I am taller and smarter and ready for the summer of a lifetime.

London was great. I mean it was more of the same apart from being taken the absolute piss out of for living with the triller lot. And I happened to have a whole lot more 'friends' after blowing up over the holidays. Anyways, although I love my home, boy was I glad to be out of there. Tayler and the rest of the house didn't think I'd be in LA for another week so I decided to surprise them by booking an early flight.

I dragged my suitcase along the rocky floor and used my key to open the massive door. As the door creaked open I peaked my head through it before yelling, "Honey, I'm home!"
Not a peep was heard from the house. Weird. Maybe they're all out. I walked further into the house and into the living room as I put my suitcase to the side and collapsed onto the sofa. I looked around at all the new decorations and helped myself to the hamper of chocolate someone had left on the coffee table. Over the past year my eating had gotten a lot better. When I first got back to London I had to face time Tayler or one of the gang whilst I ate, but now I was able to do it on my own. It was awesome. I got up and walked around the rest of the house to see what else was different.

As I began to walk up to the first floor I heard a noise. I stopped in my tracks to really focus on the noise. Wowwww I must be going mad because next thing I knew there was no noise. I continued to walked up the stairs but there it was again. The noise. It sounded like a man. It was a deep raspy humming. But not a familiar humming. I ran into my room to see if the baseball bat I kept in there for protection was still there and to my surprise it was. I quickly grabbed it before creeping downstairs to the source of the noise.

I had the bat in position ready to swing as I traced the source of the humming. It led me to the kitchen and there was a man I didn't recognise making a sandwich with headphones on. 'Perfect' I thought to myself as I was in the perfect position to swing from behind. As I pulled the bat backwards to gather momentum the person turned around to face me.
"Oh my god! Ahh!" He screamed. Him screaming only made me scream.
"What are you doing in my house!??!?" I screamed as I was still ready to swing for him.
The guy seemed to calm down.
"Right...this is all some big misunderstanding. Just put...the bat..down Grace." The mystery man said as he fully faced me.
"How'd you know my name?" I said as I stepped back weirded out.
"You're all over my fyp on tiktok." He said like it was the most obvious answer.
"You talk a lot. Why are you here and who are you?" I said getting annoyed at this white boy.
"It's ok I'm famous too." He said as if that was gonna make me trust him.
"So was Jeffery Epstein." I said as I pulled back ready to knock a mother fucker out. But just as I got ready to fuck him up I felt a strong grip on the bat.
"Yo kid! Don't beat up the guest!" I heard from behind me.

I'd recognise that voice anywhere. I turned around and gave Tayler a massive hug.
"I've missed you so much!" I said into his shirt.
"I've missed you too kid but that doesn't explain why you're trying to beat up Zack."
I looked behind me and then back at Tayler.
"That's not Zach!" I said laughing.
"Not Zach Clayton dumbass! It's my other friend, Zack Lugo. He's a tiktoker as well."

Suddenly I felt quite bad. I slowly turned around to be met with who I now knew to be Zack.
"Heyyy Zack....I'm Grace." I said as I put the bat down and shook his hand.
"Sorry about all this." I said feeling like a total dickhead.
"Nah you're good. I'm glad you know how to take care of yourself." He said as he laughed it off.
"Well I am a Londoner." I said proudly.

I turned back to Tayler and took in his appearance.

"Tay, why are you blonde?" I asked him.
"Um..why are you here a week earlier than you said? And which one of y'all helped yourselves to the chocolate hamper in the living room?" He said looking between us. Me and Zack shared a look which told me we both did a bit of digging.
"Ohhh is that the time?! Jet lagged." I said running past him to my room.
"Oh and Zack," I shouted as both boys turned to face me,
"Sorry for comparing you to Jeffery Epstein." I said as i scuttled up to my room.
"You did what?!?" I heard Tayler shout as I shut my bedroom door.
I collapsed onto my bed and went to sleep. I really am home.