Grester!

Chapter 30

Grace's POV

Fast forward a few months, Chester and I had moved in to our new house. Our  new house, it was ours , together. I had started decorating the house with various Pintrest projects and random crafts, and Chester had just moved a piano into one of the rooms. It's not our house without a piano, he had told me. We had gone piano shopping a few weeks prior, or well, Chester had gone shopping, I had just chaperoned the event. Mostly to make sure he didn't end up buying something too grandiose. 

Chester had filmed his first video in the house, it was a Bed Talk, filmed on a mattress lying on the ground of the living room. Kind of ridiculous if you ask me, but he had insisted on filming the week we got the house. I had filmed as well, in a corner I had claimed as my filming spot. I was in the process of making an office, but god knows that was going to take a while! 

The viewers hadn't put added it up yet, that we had moved in together. Key word : yet. They were getting smart. Some of them had figured out that I had moved in to Ches' old place, but the majority of the viewers still either didn't care, or hadn't figured it out yet. I was actively trying to keep it that way. I didn't need millions of people in on my personal life. I knew what would happen if we ever were public and broke up. The viewers would attack either me or Chester, they would fight between themselves, it would be chaos.  

Chester, on the other hand had been trying to convince me to tell everyone since, well, since day one. He was an outgoing guy with optimism that even Hannah Hart couldn't touch. He saw it that if we were happy, then we should share that with the world. He was convinced that one day I would change my mind and let him post about us. He was kind of like a little kid, begging his mom to go to Disneyland. And much like my mom had said about Disneyland, "There is no way that I'm letting you wait in lines and eat too much cotton candy." well, maybe not the lines and cotton candy part, but the 'No' was definitely my response. 

Hannah and I had been playing it up with the Hartbig, and Chester had been hanging with his guy friends, as per usual. But it had been nice to spend time with Chester, building furniture and decorating. It was a feeling that I never thought I would get to feel, we were building a life together. 

"Hey Grace, do you want the painting on the right or the left of the bookshelf?" Chester's voice broke my thoughts. 

"Definitely the left" I answered.

He had been taking this new house thing more seriously than I had thought and since moving in, Goose had taken to liking Chester more and more. Something that surprised me given Goose's previous hatred for strangers. She was still a whirlwind of emotions, but I had looked over a few times and seen her lying beside Chester on our newly built couch, a sight I was have thought impossible for so many reasons. 

I looked over at Chester hanging up the painting on the wall.  I couldn't believe that a few months ago, I had been angsting over this guy, who I was now sharing a house, no, a life with. He turned around to me staring at him.

"What?" he asked laughing at my intense stare. "Is there a problem, miss Gracie?"

I got up to join him on the other side of the room, wrapped my arms around his waist and gazed into his eyes. "Nothing," I said softly, "I'm just really happy." I rested my head on his shoulder as he tightened his arms around me.

"I am too, Gracie, I am too."

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A/N

Hey guys

I am so bad at this I know. Hopefully I'll be able to actually make a commitment for once but honestly who knows aha. I guess if I get some positive feedback after this chapter I'll write some more but if you guys are dead like last time idk. aha... So much has happened since I last wrote!

It's nice to be back though. If you want another chapter please comment to let me know!

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