Erin [editing]

TWENTY-NINE| the carters

Thanksgiving is finally over and it was hell. I only stayed downstairs for three minutes tops until I went up to my room the entire time. I didn't eat with them nor did I even meet Gray's parents. I said hello to Harry's sister Gemma, who's actually much nicer than he is. I said hello to Louis's sisters, I greeted Liam's mother, and I said hello to Niall's mother. That's about it.

I told Niall's mom how much of an asshole he is. Then, the pills got the best of me. I ran upstairs and puked. I didn't stop for what felt like hours, but in reality it was only about ten minutes. Liam suggested that I stayed in my bed for the rest of the night and boy, I was completely up for that idea. And that is what I did, I didn't eat anything at all, I stayed in bed. I heard the laughter and the funny stories everyone told which really weren't funny at all. I heard all the corny  jokes and the inappropriate jokes.

"Hey, do you feeling any better?"

I opened my eyes and saw it was Gray standing cautiously by the doorway. He stepped in a little to show Cassidy standing behind him and two other figures. Oh shit, his fucking parents. Parents don't like me, no one likes me, actually. This was a terrible fucking idea. I never should've gotten a boyfriend in the first place. God damn, I wish Wyatt was here, he wouldn't have me meet his parents.

"I'm fine," I shrugged.

Gray, Cassidy, and Gray's parents walked into my room. It's so weird how Gray's parents and himself resemble each other so much. I was told that I looked like an exact replica of my mother, but I've never seen my mother without bruises or scars, so I wouldn't know if we were the same or not.

"This is my mom, Rosa, and my father Scott," Gray introduced and he helped me stand up.

"Uh, hi," I said awkwardly.

My nerves are getting the best of me. I stared between all of them unable to comprehend words to say. I looked at Gray for help and he gave me a wink and wrapped his arm around my waist, pulled me into him a little.

"This is my girlfriend, Erin," Gray said for me.

"Are you old enough?" Scott joked.

"I'm fifteen," I said. "What's it matter?"

"Nothing, nothing," he chuckled. "Are you well enough to go downstairs with us?"

"I guess," I shrugged.

Gray and his family walked out of my room, but I stopped Gray before he left. I closed the door behind him.

"Gray?"

"Yes?"

"Don't pay attention to Harry," I frowned. "He's just an ass."

"It's okay. We just need to take it slow, okay?" Gray said.

"What does that mean? How much slower can we get? We were just fucking kissing," I said rolling my eyes.

"Baby," Gray cooed pressing his forehead against mine gently and his arms wrapped around my waist.

"What?" I sighed.

"As much as I want to make out with you like we did today and do other things in the future," Gray started. "You have to be sure you really want this."

"I do!" I said and pulled his body closer to mine. "I've never felt like I did before when you kissed me, Gray."

He smirked and titled my head up. He kissed my lips gently and then pulled back slowly. I felt the sparks overtake my body. It felt as if my knees were going to go weak any second. How embarrassing would it be if I just fell?