Broken Angel || g.d

twenty-five

        The next morning I woke up and looked up at Grayson. He was still sleeping. I tried to wait for him to wake up but I get bored easily, so I decided to wake him.

I leaned in and kissed him, hoping that would do the trick. Soon enough he was kissing me back and wrapping his arms around my waist.
I smiled at that, pulling away."

"Good morning."

"Morning." He says, rolling over to get his phone.

I sat up and brushed my fingers through my hair trying to tame it.

"You still look beautiful as ever with that hair." He laughed. I smiled and shook my head. 

After we went on our phones for a while both of our stomachs were growling, and we both decided to go downstairs for food.

As soon as I saw Ethan I remembered what we talked about last night and I think he did too.

As Grayson went to the pantry to look for something to eat, Ethan walked closer to me.

"What did he say?" He asked, referring to Hannah's dad.

"I haven't talked to him yet."

"Who?" Grayson asks, butting in the conversation.

"Hannah's dad, Ella is gonna help me get a date with Hannah." Ethan told him.

I mentally face palmed. I didn't tell Grayson and he is gonna be upset that I lied to him about what I was doing last night. I know it's not a big deal but I shouldn't have lied.

"Oh..when did you plan this?"

"Last night." Ethan kept answering before I could even get a chance to talk and it was annoying me.

Grayson looked at me for a second and then went back to looking in the pantry, not saying anything.

"I'll go call him now." I say, leaving the room.

I got my phone and called Hannah's dad. It took a while, but I finally convinced him that Ethan was good for Hannah and to let him take her out.

I sighed, setting my phone down and looking up as Grayson walked in. "I made pancakes."

"I'm sorry I lied, I just didn't think it was important."

He nodded. "It's ok I'm not mad."

I smiled and grabbed his hand. "Let's go eat then."

Grayson and Ethan both ate six pancakes, I only had two. "You guys are crazy." I say, pushing my plate away, feeling stuffed.

"I could eat ten more." Grayson says picking all the plates up and putting them in the sink.

I laugh and pull my phone out. "Let's plan a vacation."

His eyes lit up. "Yes!" He says, hurrying over to me and sitting down.

"Well I need to go get ready for my date so if you'll excuse me." Ethan says, strutting out of the kitchen.

Grayson shook his head and we both laughed at him as he ran upstairs. "Where shall we go?" Grayson asks getting his laptop out.

"Well I've always wanted to go to San Francisco."

He nodded, typing something in and looking up different things about traveling there.

A couple hours went by and we researched things about vacation, but it mostly just ended up in us messing around and talking about random things.

Ethan finally came downstairs. He was dressed in a button up shirt and some nice pants. His hair was all done up and he had a huge smile on his face.

"Awww look at you!" I say getting excited because my boyfriends brother was going on a date with my best friend.

He shook his head and walked over to a mirror, looking at himself one more time.

"Okay so you need to have her home by 10. Curfew for her is 11 but you want to look good and have her home early. And introduce yourself to parents and tell them everything about the date. Just make a good impression. And don't hurt her." I tell him.

"Wow..that's a lot to remember." He rubbed his hands together nervously.

I smile and pull him into a hug. "I'm happy for you, and you'll be okay. Trust me."

He nodded and got everything he needed. Right before walking out the door, he looked back at us. I smiled and he sent me a nervous smile back.

After he left I turn my attention back to Grayson. "You're so great."

"What do you mean?" I ask, laughing lightly.

"You're just so nice to everyone and especially my family and I just love you."

"Well I love you too."

He smiles, leaning in and pecking my lips.

"Okay so I figured out everything about this trip." I nod, waiting for him to go on.

"We will leave next week, and Hannah can come with Ethan."

"Aw Gray you're the best. I can have my two best friends there!"

"I know I am." He says, pretending to flip his hair. I giggle at him and shake my head.

"Wait..two best friends?" He asks,confused about what I just said.

I smile and nod. "Hannah and you."

"Ohhh, awe." He poked my side.

I smiled and got up but he pulled me back.

"Don't go." He whined.

I got up again, pulling him up with me. "Let's watch greys anatomy."

"Ugh fine but the only reason I will watch that soap opera is for you."

"Hey don't call my show a soap." I say, crossing my arms.

He smiled, running into the living room and jumping on the couch and I followed behind.

We spend the whole night binge watching greys and eating popcorn. (Actually my life)

Soon enough Ethan got home and he was very happy. "She's my girlfriend." He tells us, grabbed an apple from the fridge.

I paused the tv and went in the kitchen.

I smiled at him. "I'm happy for you two."

"Yeah, thanks for helping me."

"Anytime."

He smiled and basically skipped up to his room, leaving me to laugh at him.

I sat down at the counter. Grayson had fallen asleep during the show and I didn't want to wake him.

I pull my phone out and start playing music quietly. I was bored and I wasn't tired at all so I did this to kill time until I was ready to sleep.

Grayson woke up at around 2 a.m. and I was still awake. By now I was crying. I am such a crybaby, but sometimes I just think so much about everything and I cry. I don't even know how to explain why it happens.

"Babe?" I hear Grayson's deep voice from behind me.

I quickly wipe the tears and face him. "Oh hi."

He came over and pulled me into his arms. "What's wrong baby?"

"Nothing I'm okay."

"Obviously not. You're crying." He argued.

"I know I'm sorry."

"No don't apologize."

"I just think too much sometimes."

He nodded, understanding. "Tell me if you ever want to talk about anything. But if you don't want to right now then let's go cuddle and sleep." He says, offering his hand out to mine.

I smile and take his hand, following him upstairs.