*3 months later*
Ciara's P.O.V.
I clicked accept on the face time call from Grayson. As soon as I pressed it, his face popped up on the screen.
I smiled at him.
"Hey you."
"Hey. What you doing?"
"I'm just in bed. How's Amsterdam?"
He smiled.
"I'm actually not in Amsterdam."
I made a confused face.
"Wait...what?"
"Guess where I am."
I raised an eyebrow.
"Where?"
"Guess."
I sighed.
"You know I hate guessing. Just tell me."
"I'll give you a hint..."
"Okay."
"Look up."
I looked up to see Grayson standing in my doorway. My eyes widened with excitement as I jumped up to hug him. He embraced me in a big bear hug. Him and Ethan have been gone the past couple months on tour. We smiled at each other and pulled away.
"Why didn't you tell me you were coming back early?" I asked.
"I wanted to surprise you." He smiled, pulling me closer to him.
"Yeah, but I look a mess."
"You look beautiful."
I looked up at him and smiled.
"Thanks Gray. Wait if your here then where's Ethan?"
Grayson scratched the back of his neck and looked down.
"He's actually...here."
"What!? Grayson!"
"He really wanted to come. Plus, he followed me in."
I ran my hands through my hair, and sighed.
"I really don't wanna see him."
"I know but...you can't ignore him forever either."
Grayson gave me a small smile, and walked downstairs. I hesitantly followed him to see Ethan standing in the living room. His hair was trimmed and he looked a little more built too. Being on tour did him well to be honest. We made eye contact as I walked down the stairs to the living room. He didn't smile at me but he didn't frown either. He just awkwardly looked at me as if he felt bad.
He kinda gave me a straight face, and stuck his hands in his pockets.
"Hey."
"Hey."
There was an awkward silence for a couple minutes but Grayson broke it.
"Um, Ciara, you got anything to drink?"
I nodded.
"Yeah. I'll be back."
I walked into the kitchen with Ethan following me. I sighed and opened the fridge.
"Your not very talkative." He said, leaning against the counter.
"I know..." I said, still searching for the juice.
He closed the fridge and stood in front of it.
I rolled my eyes.
"Move."
"No." He said sternly.
"Ethan. Move." I said, growing irritated.
He looked me in the eye, and just stood there.
"We need to talk about what happened before I left for tour?"
I bit my lip and turned to walk out but he pulled me back.
"You can't walk away this time, C."
