So this is my life.
I wake up, I check social media, I go to college, I come home and watch YouTube or Facetime my bestfriend, Beth. That's pretty much my day to day life anyway. I guess you could say I'm a vlogger too. A pretty small one but it all...
Hours, many drinks and a million songs later, Grayson finally decided he wanted to start lighting fireworks. Everyone gathered about the huge campfire in the middle of the garden to watch. I'll admit this was the most fun I've had in a while and I definetly needed it after the week I had so far.
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Grayson stood with his arm around me, watching the explosions light up the sky. There must have been millions of fireworks going off in the distance, it was almost as beautiful as standing next to the Hollywood sign the first night I arrived. I wasn't looking, but I could tell Grayson was staring at me. He kissed my cheek; I leant my head against his. "Kyla" he whispered in my ear. "Yeah?" "I love you. I don't know why, but I do. You're amazing. I'm glad I found you". Those words shocked me, I had no idea how to even respond to that. I stupidly said thankyou, he laughed at me. I couldn't tell him I loved him too, I wasn't ready for that and part of my heart still belonged to Ethan. I kissed him under the hundreds of lights in the sky, I knew this would be something I'd never forget.
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Gray was already tipsy from drinking, you could tell he didn't drink often. Part of me was praying it was the alcohol talking and he'd forget he ever said it. It's not that I wanted him to but my mind was still a complete mess because of everything with Ethan. Gray said he needed to grab another drink, he left and went to the cooler.
Ethan snook up behind me, grabbed my hand and pulled me into the house while no one was looking. I don't think anyone noticed, if they did, they definetly didn't care and had too much to drink. Everyone thought me and Gray were becoming a thing anyway. He pulled me upstairs into his old bedroom, I recognised it. He closed the door and backed me up against a wall. "You're welcome" he sniggered. "For?" "Covering for you earlier." I rolled my eyes, I hated this cocky side of him because, I'll admit, it did turn me on slightly. He brushed some stray hairs from my face before leaning his forehead against mine. "I love you, Kyla. I want you to know that. I've never said that to anyone before." He must have seen a hint of worry in my face because he asked what was wrong. "Grayson told me the same thing about 5 minutes ago". He sighed and stepped back before throwing his phone onto the bed. I could tell him was annoyed, if not, angry. "Etha-.." "I can't lose you" he yelled. "I can't." I'd never seen him act like this. "Did you say it back?" "No.." I replied. He looked at me, walked back over to me and pressed his lips against mine. He pulled away. "What about me?" he said softly. "Do you love me?" I couldn't answer, I remained silent, staring into his eyes. He sighed and kissed me again. After about 30 seconds, he pulled away. "What was that for?" I asked confused. "I had to kiss you one more time before I lose you."
He walked out of the room, leaving me alone with my thoughts.
