Your pov
I can't. Grayson has been coming home late all the freaking time. I mean don't get me wrong, he's 23. An adult, but me, being the fiancé, I get a little worried when my future hubby isn't here when he says he'll be.
A text would be nice. Maybe even a short call. I think I deserve something. Right now, it is 5:32 am and I am worried. He's come home late for the past month or two.
Every. Single. Weekend.
No longer your POV
You sigh and walk out of your empty room and enter the living room.
You plop yourself down to the couch stare at your plain blue tshirt that had a tear at the edge, reminding you of the time you got it caught in Gray's car. But that's a different story 😊.
You tilt your head backwards, trying hard not to shut your eyes. Fighting sleep, you get up to turn the fan on. For some reason, the cold kept you awake, which is why during the winter, you and gray would sleep together, that was only way you could sleep.
Now you wondered, 'is he out making another girl warm?'
Grayson would never. He loves you. Or does he?
Of course he does.
As you fought with yourself in your head your phone rang, but the text message ring. You shot up and ran to your room where you had left your phone charging.
gray🙄💙:
hey love, i love you
You:
Grayson Bailey Dolan, where the hell are you?
As you waited for a response, your stomach felt an odd twist.
'This is weird.' you thought.
Ding
gray🙄💙:
im fine
You:
don't "I'm fine" me! you've been gone since 6! Can I call you?
gray🙄💙:
that won't be necessary, i'll be home very soon, is my girl hungry?
You:
gray where are you?
You felt that weird stomach thing again. Last time this happened, he was gambling. Oh no.
He can't be. He promised.
You felt the urge to ask, but the subject got Grayson upset. Soooo, if you don't want to talk to one twin... you gotta talk to the other.
You went through your contacts and found 'Zaddy🐰💗', it was an inside joke, you two would always call each other 'babe' or 'daddy' to get Grayson to not be mad.
Calling: Zaddy🐰💗
Hello?
Ethan?
Yeah? What's up? Are you alright?
Oh no, I'm fine. It's about Grayson.
Y/n I promised both of you I didn't want to get in between you guys again-
No eth, please.
*sighs* What's wrong?
He's been going out... in worried he's doing it again.
You look down at your left hand, loosely playing with your engagement ring you took back when Grayson apologized the night the whole 'stole your ring for gambling money' thing went down.
I'll call him right now.
Thank you, Ethan.
*lightly laughs* that's Zaddy to you
You lightly giggle and hang up.
Worried as hell, you walk away from you bed and look out your window, and you prayed to your god, please let him be alright.
