Dear Grayson

I'm in shock

I was jolted awake by the bang that was at the door of my hotel room. I groggily sat up and wiped my eyes and pushed my hair from my face. I reached over to the bedside table to grab my phone. The time showed 11:27. I wanted to go to bed early because my family was coming tomorrow and I had to meet them at the airport and we would travel to our new house together. It's been a couple of days since I got my present for Grayson and I'm hoping he likes it.

The banging on the door continued, I groaned and dragged myself to the door.

"What?" I said through the door. I wasn't opening it and risking that I be murdered by who ever was outside.

"It's me princess," I recognised Grayson's voice straight away. I quickly opened the door and inbraced him in a hug.

I could tell he was upset, the tone of his voice gave it away. I rubbed my hand and slowly up his back and into his hair. Softy playing with the brown locks.

"Tell me baby, tell me what's hurting you," that's when Grayson broke down in my arms. He started shaking and crying almost uncontrollably.

"It's my dad Chelsea. He's got cancer and I don't want the family to fight. I just want us to be okay. To fight through this whole thing together, not each other. It's not fair, not fair that the nicest man, the man the taught me so much, my father had to get cancer. Why not, why not Donald Trump for god sakes?" I continued to play with Grayson's hair as I listened to his story. I had to be strong for Grayson. I couldn't cry myself no matter how much I wanted to. This boy is my rock but he needs me right now, I have to be his.

"Grayson, I'm here for you. I'm always here. I've turned to you when I needed help in the past. Now you turn to me. Knowing you where a couple buttons away on my computer screen made me so happy. But know you, you are in front of me telling me your problems and concerns. It feels amazing that you want to come to me for comfort and shelter." I mumbled the last part almost embarrassed.

Grayson pulled away from my body and looked at me.

"What are you doing?"I asked brushing a piece of hair behind my ear.

"What I should of done a long time ago."
With that Grayson grabbed my face in both hands, which were massive, and smashed our lips together into a passionate kiss.

Holy tish, he can kiss.

Authors note,

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I'm not sure what's happening in the twins life right now with Sean's cancer but I hope they know we are there for them. I twins helped my Grandma and I get through her cancer but she sadly died in December.

Remember everything gets better, I promise.

•Love you all lil tishes,
Charlie•