Come back to me-Gracie Abrams

chapter 13

Gracies POV-

Today is the day of the Met Gala and i've never been more stressed in my life. We had to fly to New York last night and now we had to wake up early today so that we could see our outfits in person and then we have to go to hair and makeup and make sure everything is good to go.

"I feel like death." Scarlet said holding my hand and putting her head on my shoulder as we walked through the city.

"I know but at least we're getting coffee." I said opening the coffee shop door for us.

We walked into the coffee shop and waited in line but thankfully the line wasn't too long and we were able to get our coffee quickly.

We began walking again holding each other.

"I think theres paparazzi behind us." I whispered in her ear.

She smiled at me.

"good, you're mine and i'm yours. Everyone can know" she said.

she then smacked my ass and we both laughed.

"babe!" I said laughing.

"my hand slipped I swear!" she said smiling at me.

I shook my head at her and smiled and then leaned in and kissed her.

"I love you." I whispered against her lips.

"I love you sweet girl." she whispered back.

We were now at our hotel getting everything ready and both of our teams were with us.

"oh my fucking god." I hear come from the bathroom.

I make a confused face.

"hey sorry i'll be right back okay? i'm sorry I just need to go to the bathroom." I say to my hair stylist.

She nods and I get up and go up to the door and knock on it.

"babe you okay?" I asked.

I hear shuffling but she didn't respond.

"open the door baby." I said quietly.

I heard the door unlock so I opened the door and went in locking the door again. Scarlet was standing there looking down with her hands on the sink.

I walked up to her and wrapped my arms around her resting my head on her back.

"what's wrong?" I asked.

"the dress pants are huge on me and I don't like the way they look on me. I don't think I look good and it's making me not want to go." she said sighing.

"baby turn around let me see." I said letting go of her.

She turned around and she of course looked adorable to me but I can see why she was upset. She doesn't like the bottom of her pants to be too long.

I turned around and opened the door and poked my head out.

"Hey do any of you know how to sow pants and make them a little shorter on the bottom?" I said.

"Yeah of course, let me go down to my car and get my things." one of the stylist said.

"thank you so much" I said smiling at her and then closing the door.

"baby you didn't have to do that. I didn't want to bother them and be annoying." she said looking at me.

"my love thats what they're here for, to fix anything that needs to be fixed. I obviously think you look perfect but I know how you are with your pants." I said smiling at her.

She walked up to me and wrapped her arms around me.

"I'm sorry for being such a mess the last few days." she whispered.

"it's okay, a lot of stuff is going on so I get it. Just talk to me about anything if you need to, i'm right here always." I said kissing her cheek.

"I love you. Now get back out there and get done with your things, I promise i'll be okay." she said smiling down at me.

I cupped her face and kissed her slow but deep. I kept kissing her slowly and then I backed away.

"can't wait to take all of this off of you later." I whispered walking away and winking at her.

I watched her as she stood there with her mouth open shaking her head back and forth. I let a little laugh out and mouthed " I love you " and she mouthed it back.

We were now both in the car on our way to the Met, thankfully they were able to fix her pants quickly the way she wanted them.

"so Finley, Sab, and Mia are gonna meet us there. They said the paparazzi are yelling like crazy so can't wait for that." she said putting her phone down.

I looked at her and realized that this was our first event publicly ever since we got back together.

"babe this is our first event together." I said smiling at her.

She smiled back at me and put her arm around me and kissed my head.

"how many times do you think we'll get asked if we're back together." she said laughing.

"A lot but don't worry i'll kiss you plenty of times so everyone knows you're mine." I said smiling at her.

she put her hand on my face and kissed me gently. we slowly began to make out and I started kissing down her neck. She started breathing heavy.

As I got lower down her neck I unbuttoned the first few buttons on her shirt.

"we're here!" our driver said knocking on the window that separated us.

"fuck I hate you." she whispered against my ear.

I smiled as I looked up at her and kissed her slowly again but this time I slipped my tongue in her mouth.

I backed away and then my eyes went wide as I remembered I was wearing red lipstick.

"babe um do we have wipes or something?" I asked.

"no why?" she asked.

"My lips are literally all over your neck and you have a little red smudged on your lips." I said.

Her eyes went wide and she took her phone out to look.

"you missed a spot." she said pointing under her jaw.

"what?" I said laughing.

"kiss it. I don't care if people know your lips were on me, I want them to see." she said smiling.

I smiled and kissed under her jaw and then kissed her again.

"come on sweet girl we have some pictures to take." she said opening the door and putting her hand out for me.

There were a lot of paparazzi already starting to ask questions and getting crazy but Scarlet wrapped her arms around me and made sure that I was safe. That's something I really love about, she always makes sure i'm okay and shes protective over me. I love her more than anyone thinks or knows.