masen
hey, ginger. are you
okay? i miss you
a lot. please tell
me if you need
anything.
ginger
i miss you more.
my parents decided to
take me on a trip.
we're visiting my
grandparents in the
hamptons. i love you.
i'll text you when i come
back.
i hated not having ginger around, i really did. she didn't seem like herself either, not that i expected her to.
i stretched, and gave ethan a kiss on the forehead before i left the bed. he looked like a little angel.
cheesy, i know, but it's the truth.
he had gone through a lot in the past few days, so i decided to let him sleep.
i was expecting to be by myself when i got downstairs, but i wasn't. grayson was on the couch, playing around with his laptop.
he turned around, and gave me a sweet smile. "good morning, mase."
i tried to reciprocate his kindness, but i don't think it worked too well. "hey, grayson."
it definitely didn't work.
i wandered into the kitchen, and took out all of the ingredients i needed to make breakfast. i could hear footsteps, and i automatically assumed that ethan was behind me.
i was making the batter for the pancakes, when he crept up behind me.
it was grayson.
i turned around, and tilted my head. "um, did you need something?"
grayson laughed uncomfortably. "i didn't know that i would be talking to the ice princess this morning. she usually comes around in the pm."
i raised my brows, and turned back around. "what's going on, grayson?"
he watched as i put the bacon into the frying pan. "it's nothing, i promise."
i heard more footsteps, and i was now confident that they belonged to ethan.
i felt him wrap his arms around my body. "i was gonna sleep a little more, but i smelled something amazing. this smells way better than gray's cooking."
i stifled a laugh. "well, breakfast is ready." i placed the stack of pancakes on a plate. "uh, can somebody help me get another plate?"
both of the boys answered at the same time. "i'll get it."
jesus fucking christ, i had been around way too much testosterone lately. it was driving me nuts.
i took my phone off of the counter, and unlocked it.
masen
hey, cam. are you
busy today? the boys
are driving me crazy.
i couldn't help but notice that ethan and grayson were trying their hardest to make it seem like they weren't being nosy.
ethan nipped at my neck, and picked me up. "who were you texting, princess?"
grayson took a piece of bacon, and chewed it slowly.
i gave him a kiss, and stroked his extremely stubbly face. "it's nobody, i promise."
he raised his eyebrows, and pointed at my phone. "grayson, TAKE HER PHONE."
honestly, that's what i get for leaving my phone around two jealous teenage boys.
grayson typed in my password, and nodded slowly. "she's trying to get away from us."
ethan put me down, and took my phone from grayson. "she's leaving us for cameron. CAMERON, of all people."
i picked up a pancake, put some bacon in the middle, and rolled it up. "i just miss ginger."
ethan crouched down, so he could take a bite of my pancake roll. "i get that you miss her, i really do. i felt the same way when i was in rehab, that's why i spent all of my time with that guy that reminded me of gray."
i started sniffling, i couldn't help it. pregnancy had made me about ten times more sensitive than i already was.
ethan looked as if i had just broken his heart. "come here, masey." he picked me up, i wrapped my arms and legs around him. he rubbed my back, and sighed.
i could feel ethan's muscles tense up. "bro, what are you doing?"
i wiped a few stray tears off of my face, and turned so i could see grayson.
grayson coughed, and rubbed his eyes. "listen, i'm a teenage boy, just like you. also, did you really expect me not to look? SHE'S NOT WEARING PANTIES, FOR GOD'S SAKE."
oops.
ethan put me down, and smacked my ass. "go put on some underwear, since grayson can't seem to control himself."
i sighed, and shook my head. "you guys are so gross."
before i could fully make it up the stairs, i heard yelling.
"GRAYSON, DO YOU HAVE A FUCKING BONER?"
i groaned, and made my way back to ethan and grayson's room.
things were about to get messy, i could just feel it.
**
a/n; this is lowkey a filler, the good stuff will be coming sooooooon!
