Find My Way Back || g.d.

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Grayson's POV

"Oh my god. What is this?" she turned to me.

"It's our apartment."

"'Our'?"

"I asked your family if it was okay if we moved in together and they said yes."

Malia's POV

"This is what you've been planning this whole time?" I asked.

I'm speechless.

"Yeah." he smiled. I saw the little dimple in his cheek.

I kissed him.

"This is amazing. Thank you."

"I can't take all the credit. Cameron helped design this entire apartment. Along with everyone in your family. We all contributed to make this apartment perfect for you."

"I love you so much." I pecked him and walked around the apartment.

"Let me give you a tour." he grabbed my hand.

"So, this is the kitchen, where we'll be cooking meals together. This is the living room with all this fancy furniture. Okay it's not that fancy, but you know. Down this way is where we do our laundry. Here's our bathroom. The guest room. And our room."

"I'm speechless."

I walked into he and I's room.

"Did you decorate this room yourself?"

"Yes ma'am."

I walked over to the bathroom. Grayson walked toward me and wrapped his arms around me, resting his chin on my shoulder.

"I had to make sure everything looked right before I decided to rent out this apartment for us."

I turned around and looked at him.

"Well, you did amazing."

He kissed me.

"Do you think this'll work out? Us moving in together?"

"We've been talking about this since we were 15. We had everything planned out. I made sure Cameron helped me decorate it the way you dreamt this would be like."

"That was three years ago. We're still so young and still as naïve as we were."

"And I still remember. But, of course I think this'll work out."

"I'm just scared we're moving too fast. We just got back together and now we're gonna be living together. We're not taking baby steps like we should be. We're taking all these big moves as if we never broke up."

"I can tell the landlord we're too broke for it."

"No no. It's okay. We can live here. It's okay. I'm just saying, we're not taking it slow. As in: not going on dates and all those little things we did when we first started dating."

"Then let's go on a date."

"We literally just got back from eating."

"I am a snack..." he smirked.

"This is where I break up with you." I buried my face into his chest.