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amara's pov

it's been a couple of days and they have released me from the hospital. the fan managed to impact my leg so hard that it actually broke. she also hit my right leg and it sprained my ankle. luckily i went into surgery and fixed it asap.

*knock knock knock*
"come on in." i holler through the door. the door opens and it's ethan. he walks in slowly and asks me "are you ready to leave? my parents are waiting." he asks smiling, showing no teeth. "yes of course." i slip on my sandal and sit in my wheel chair.

i have to stay in a wheel chair for about a week until i can go just using crouches. ethan then walks behind the wheelchair and begins to push me. we make it down stairs to the parking lot and he unlocked his car. "i thought your parents were waiting?" i say looking at the truck.

"they are, in new jersey." he says smiling. i'm surprised that ethan would want to drive me all the way back, especially since i barely talk to the kid. he unlocks my door and opens it. he picks me up bridal style from my wheelchair and sets me down on the seat. i get comfortable and smile at him. he winks back and shuts the door.

stupid amara, don't catch feelings.

you're taken, remember?

"so how you been?" he asks slipping into the front seat and staring to ignition. "considering i did get my leg broken by a fan and she somehow managed to also sprain my ankle, i'm doing pretty good." he chuckles a bit and turns on the radio.

numerous songs play and i begin to fall asleep. just then he taps on my shoulder and ask what i want to eat. "can we get some taco bell?" he smirks and nods his head yes. he turns the music up and rolls down the windows.

the wind blowing in my hair felt amazing.

ethan's pov

i roll down the windows and watch her as she smiles and looks out at the sky. her hair blowing in the wind made her look 100x more beautiful.

how did grayson get so lucky? he's a total douche.

i pull up to taco bell and order my food. i turn around to see that amara is dead asleep so i order her a beefy five layer and a small baja blast freeze. hope she likes that.

about 20 minutes pass and amara wakes up. "i'm so sorry i fell asleep, i totally forgot we were getting food." she says wiping drool off her cheek. i chuckle and say "it's fine, i got you something anyways." i say handing her the bag. "beefy five layer! those are bomb thanks ethan." she says unwrapping the burrito in excitement. i chuckle and focus my eyes on the road.

its been about 3 hours and we're almost to our house, literally 10 minutes away. amara is asleep and i'm jamming out to some justin bieber

i'm the one, early morning in the dawn
know you wanna ride now, i'm the one yeah
im the one yeah. yeah you sick of all those other imitators
don't let the only real one intimidate ya
see ya watching don't run out of time yeah
i'm the one oh-we-oh-we-oh-we-oh

we arrive at my house and i tap on amaras shoulders she doesn't wake up so i decide to carry her inside. i get out of the car and open the back door. i take out her wheelchair and set it up. i open amara's door and pick her up bridal style. i set her down gently in her wheelchair and wheel her to the front door.

i knock on the door a couple of times and to my surprise grayson was already home. "dude why the fuck did you pick her up? i was gonna buy her a plane ticket." he says yelling at me and stepping outside. "you can't let the poor girl go on a plane by herself. also i was there for your ass on tour so don't be yelling at me when all i'm doing is being supportive." i look back at amara and she begins to wake up. i want to go to her and tell her "everything gonna be okay i promise." but grayson would probably beat my ass.

"supporting me how? by kissing ass to my girlfriend so you can smash her?" he says yelling at me in my face. "are you kidding me right now grayson, listen to yourself. i'm being the more mature person in this situation. i'm not 'kissing ass' to your girlfriend alright? i'm helping the poor girl out because being the douche bag that you are, you can't even visit your girlfriend in the hospital, instead you go off on tour doing whatever the fuck you want. have more respect for her, cause she's a fucking human to."

i look back at amara. her bottom lip quivering as her body is shaking and her eyes fill with tears. before i knew it grayson shoved me onto the ground. i hear my front door burst open and it's cameron. before grayson takes a punch to my face cameron yells "grayson, get up you drama queen." he gets off of me and crosses his arms, "i'm not a drama queen." he says like a toddler. "hm yeah totally. now get inside before i put you in timeout."

i chuckle and cameron says "shut up white boy and follow him inside because you know damn well you would've got your ass beaten." i walk inside but look outside the window.

"hey are you okay? yeah i know my brothers are idiots. let's go inside and i'll show you where you'll be staying." i run upstairs to my room and shut the door.

what a hectic day.
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back with another chapter 😛.

cameron is the only sane person in the family honestly

anyways if you've made it this far thank you for reading and ily!!

until next wednesday , bye

xoxo, k💗