VICS POV
I woke up in Ethan's arms. I look up at him and he slowly opens his eyes and smiles at me. I remember when me and Grayson were like this. I don't know what ever happened to us and why he acted the way he did, he just did it.
"Good morning Vic." He said in a raspy voice.
"Morning Ethan." I say and sit up.
"What do you want to do today?" He asks.
"I hate to tell you this but I need to get back to Sacramento (I legit went on maps and looked for places in Cali because I live all the way in ATL). I have a wedding to attend to take pics for in Nevada in two days and I need to get there." I say.
"Oh..." He says.
"But..." I say.
"But what?"
"You could come with me if you want?"
"For real?"
"Yeah it would be fun. I always get lonely on photography trips." I say.
"Grayson never goes with you?"
"No, I've brought it up a few times but he always had work to do."
"Well I'll get packing." He says getting out of bed.
"And while you pack I'm going to the hotel to get my shit." I say.
"Ight. Drive safe missy." He says pointing at me.
"Can do." I say lightly laughing.
(After getting shit)
I walked back into Ethan's house to see him in just a towel.
"I'm back." I say looking in my bag to make an excuse not to look at Ethan like that.
"Good you can help me pick out an outfit" he says coming behind me.
"Okay."
"Follow me." I follow him into his room and then into his walk in closet.
"So you just want me to put together an outfit that you would like?" I ask.
"Yep."
"Alright, go sit in your room and I'll be in there in a minute." I say and start to look.
I find a burgundy hoodie and black sorta skinny sweats and some white converse.
I bring them out and hand them to Ethan.
"Oooo I like." He says and stands up but his towel falls.
I quickly cover my eyes and turn around.
"OMG IM SO SORRY VIC." He says and I hear him put his towel back on.
"It's fine.. Are you decent now." I ask.
"Yes." He says and I turn around.
"Alright well I'm gonna go change be back in a few minutes." He walks into his bathroom while I sit on his bed.
I check my phone and see I have 57 calls from Grayson and 104 text messages.
The messages were basically all saying "baby I miss you." And "I can't live without you" and "please stop being mad at me I'll be better."
It was all too much so I just put my phone in my pocket.
Ethan comes out and grabs his shoulder bag.
"Ready?" I ask.
"More than anything." He says while I grab my bag. We walk out of his room and then out of his house.
He locks his house and I put our stuff in the back of my car and start the engine. I start backing up and driving out of the big neighborhood he lived in.
(A/N: again I'm so tired ugh)
