Baileys POV.

I'm sleeping in Grays room tonight and tomorrow and the night after. Then Ethan the next two nights. Then it keeps switching untill I get my room. But hey, I get to pick my room and make it myself.

I walked into Greysons room so I could get ready. I hopped in the shower and got out. Today I had to go help plan the funeral.

I put shampoo and conditioner in my hair. I washed my body and got out. I wrapped the towel around my body right before the door opened. I jumped and turned around. It was Gray. "Oh my god. I'm so sorry." He said right before walking out. "Gray. You're fine." I said. "You can stay and get ready." I added. He walked back in and shut the door. He walked over the the sink and brushed his teeth. He did his hair and I was finished washing my face.

I started my makeup and plugged in my blowdryer. I was the only one going but Ethan and Grey had a video because it was Tuseday. I brushed through my hair and started drying it.

When I finished, I lightly curled it. I walked into Greys room and
re-painted my nailes black. I looked through my bags and found an outfit.

I grabbed my phone and walked out of the bathroom

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I grabbed my phone and walked out of the bathroom. I walked into the living room. "Bailey. Come here we'll introduce you to the fans." Ethan said. "I'm good. Thanks." I said. "Fine then I'll just come get you."

He walked over to my and threw me over his shoulder. He walked my over to the camera and sat me on his lap. He put his chin on my shoulder. "This is Bailey. One of our really. Really, close friends." Greyson said. "I have to go." I whispered loud enough that they both could hear me. They nodded and I left.

I drove to my moms loyers office. I knocked on the door and it was soon answered by, Nate?

"Um. Nate. What are you doing here?" I asked. "Well my dad's your mom's loyer. And it turns out, we've been friends since we where babies." He said smiling. "Oh. Well it's good to see you." I said. "Oh. Come in."

I walked in and sat down across a huge table. The loyer handed me a file and I opened it. It had pictures after the car crash and what my mom and sister looked like. I took a deep breath in. I flipped through a few more pictures untill I found some notes from Mom and Nikki.

Dear Bailey,
I know you'll probably never read this, but I want you to know that if I leave you before I can say I love you then here it goes. You're Nikki's big sister. When she was little she used to tell me that she loved you more than any thing in the world. If you do read this, I have an account that has 1.5 million dollar in it. It was saved for you and your sister for collage.

I love, Love, Love you soooo much and a world with out you would be the worst,
Mom.

Dear Bailey,

You probably can't read my hand writhing but if you can then I hope you take the time to read this.

If I ever told you that I hate you, I never ment it. I love you. If you leave before I do. Then I think I would kill myself. If I could see you one last time I would tell you how much I love you and I would hug you.

Nikki♡.

"Ok. Take it I'm done." I said sliding him the papers. "Ok. So what do you want the funeral to be like?" He asked. "Ok. I want there to be alot of flowers and after I want there to be a party." I said. "Do you have any people you would like to speak?" He asked. "Yes. I want Matt Dolan, Greyson Dolan, Ethan Dolan, Ranae Leslie, Jessa Hale, and I want to speak." I said. "Ok. Thank you. I think that's it." He said. I got up and shake his hand. I walked out with Nate.

Guys I'm sorry I haven't updated in a while. But this is what we kinda had to do for my sisters funeral :'(

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