52: the bright blue mustang

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the flight was boring.

the journey back to my home was over an hour long and i couldn't wait to see everyone; my grandparents, my parents and the rest of my extended family. 

"are you okay?" Grayson asked me as we got out of the taxi at my parents front door.

it felt weird calling it my parents since it hadnt been that way for a real ling time, and to be honest, I'm really glad that it now is. 

for the entire plane ride i couldn't stop thinking about what car i was going to get since mine had been compressed. i really did love the one i was driving back in LA but the new one is my baby for the next 2 weeks. sadly, for half of one i'm not even going to be able to drive it so my Mustang just sits in the basement car part of mine, Grayson's and Ethan's apartment with both of their cars. 

the Mustang. the bright blue Mustang that sped down the road. i think i might just have to keep it. i was quite stunned when i saw the sales woman pull up the gorgeous car and hand over the keys with a sad smile. 

i wasn't too sad though. i just got given a free mustang. 

when the two of us woke up the next day, i gave him a quick tour before i was rushed off to a dress fitting at the bridal shop. 

my mum drove me and Emily over to the bridal shop in town so that she she could show me the altered dress that she wore on her first wedding with my dad to make everything more sentimental to her. 

the dress was even more gorgeous than the original. there was lace all over the body and the skirt flowed out into a decently long train that had a lace panel that ran down the back of the body. the veil had lace timing and fell down to her waist. 

she looked amazing.

the dress that i was fitted for was a blush pink dress that puffed out at the waist to knee length. i really loved that dress.

once all of the measuring and fitting was over, i called Grayson to check up on him,

"hey," i greeted him over the phone,

"oh, it's you," he said sounding relieved,

"is everything okay?" i asked him since he had been acting really weird recently and i was not a fan of it.

"yeah, don't worry..." he said and then there was a few seconds of silence.

"okay... good," i said unconvinced, "do you want to walk into town and we can grab a coffee?" i asked him as i made my way over to the coffee shop,

"yeah, i'll see you in 10... can you text me directions?" he said sounding concerned,

"sure," i said then hung up to send him directions to get to the town by walking.

not too long after, he arrived at the cafe that i was at dressed in Adidas joggers and a hoodie. it was February after all. i, however, was dressed in a leather A-line skirt with navy tights and a baby blue jumper that i tucked into the black leather.  i paired the outfit with some knees high boots that were also black leather. 

Grayson said i looked great when he walked in and that he left bad for not making the slightest bit of effort which i thought was fine and for him to not worry about any of it.

i ordered a latte with a sprinkle of cinnamon and he ordered a cappuccino with extra milk to make it less coffee flavoured. 

the two of us chatted for over two hours and it felt great to be away from all of the screaming fans that stood outside of out apartment and the people who asked him for pictures and autographs.

not that i didn't love how friendly he is with his fans, it's just that i really like the quiet life which i gave up when i moved to one of the busiest places on the earth where so much happens.

when we were done, we walked around the town for a bit and i treated him to a British delicacy, fish and chips. 

he said they were alright but he wouldn't choose them if he had a choice. i told him he was mad at not liking them that much. how could you not like fried with with chips?

we started heading back to the house at around 3 to get ready for the wedding tomorrow. 

i was so excited but Grayson didn't seem to fazed by everything that was going on. even when there was constantly someone new in the house overtime we arrived at the house to see either me or my mum for the wedding. people wanted to see me to check up since most of them i had not spoken too since i called them all up on christmas.

i was so ready for this wedding. 

so, so ready.


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