My BestFriend, Grayson

Chapter 27 - Time Bomb

After spending a few minutes alone, I joined Gray and everyone back in the garden, fireworks were going off everywhere. It was hard to hear myself think let alone everyone chatting to each other.
"Where were you?" Gray shouted in my ear. I glanced over my shoulder to see Ethan stood near the back door, staring at me.
"Ethan wanted to talk to me, sorry."

About an hour later, everyone began singing on the karaoke. It was honestly like a drunk night at a bar except with fireworks and people you actually liked. I didn't see much of Ethan for a while, I had a feeling he'd be upstairs by himself. Part of me wanted to check on him, but I knew I'd have to keep my distance for a while.
"Are you okay?" Gray asked. I nodded and smiled at him.
"Good" he said while brushing hair out of my face before kissing me. Eventhough Ethan was still on my mind, I wanted to spend tonight with Gray. He was the main reason I came to LA afterall.

I looked at him closely, almost studying him. Everything about Gray was perfect, I couldn't pick out a fault. From everything from his eyebrows, even his chin scar. That's when it hit me...

"I love you, Gray..." he looked at me, mouth open, slightly smiling.
"I love you too". We stood near the fire, holding each other whilst everyone else laughed around us and chatted to each other. Gray made the world dissapear, there was only me and him.

"So I don't normally do this" Ethan's voice rang through the speakers of the karaoke machine...
"But someone once told me they felt like a time bomb..." I turned to look at him and remembered what I said.

'I feel like a time bomb, E.'

"And I want that person to know that I don't care that they feel that way... I'm not giving up."
The music started. I recognised it straight away, my favourite song... Time Bomb by All Time Low.
I'll admit that Ethan wasn't the best singer, but something about the fact he sang it for me, made it slightly better.

"Gray, can I go home?"
"Why? What's wrong?" he asked looking concerned.
"I'm not feeling too well."
"Sure, Ethan will have to take you though" he replied while continuing to drink. I sighed and said goodbye to everyone. Gray kissed me and said he'd see me later, I'll admit, it cheered me up slightly. Grayson always knew what to do to make me smile. I loved that about him.

The drive back to the Warehouse was awkward, so awkward that I had to sit in the back of the truck because I couldn't bare to be near Ethan right now. Grayson stayed at Lisa's, he said he wanted to see his family for a little longer, I didn't really mind.

Walking into the kitchen, I made myself some toast to take to bed. Ethan stood leaning on a counter, I could feel him staring at me.
"Are you just going to ignore me now?" He said sarcastically. I turned to face him.
"Why would I ignore you?"
"Kyla, you sat in the back. You haven't said a word to me since earlier." I bit the inside of my lip, took a deep breath and continued making toast. Ethan walked across the kitchen towards me and put a hand on my shoulder.
"If I upset you, I'm sorry. I just can't stand the thought of losi-.." I shoved his hand away.
"Stop"
"Kyla... I'm sorry, okay?" He tried putting his arm around my waist but, once again, I shoved his hand away.
"I said stop, Ethan."
"What's wrong?"
"First you make me feel like I'd lost you, then you sing to me infront of everyone and say you're not giving up?! What's wrong with you?"
"What's wrong with me? You're the one switching between me and my brother every 2 seconds!" He shouted at me...

"Well, I've made up my mind... I-I want Gray." He stepped back away from me. His jaw tensed, he clenched his fists and I heard his breathing become deeper.

Ethan's POV
That was it. I'd lost her completely. She wanted Grayson, my brother. I didn't know what to do or feel. I wanted to scream, I wanted to punch something. I tried so hard to keep calm, but seeing her look me in the eyes and tell me that... I couldn't help myself.
"You want Gray?" I said sharply. She nodded. "After everything...? After I told you I love you?!" I yelled.
"He said it too, Ethan!" She shouted back at me.
"But at least I was fucking sober when I said it!" I couldn't help but kick the cupboard door. She jumped as I began walking towards her.

Stroking her face, I tried calming my tone "you can't look me in the eyes and tell me you don't want me, Kyla.. not without lying to yourself." She paused for a second or two, staring into my eyes.
"I love him..." She bit her lip, I sighed and began walking away.
"Ethan!" I carried on walking.
"Ethan, kiss me!" she screamed behind me.
I stopped, turned to look at her and couldn't help myself.

I had to kiss her.

I didn't want to, she had just broke my heart, but I had to.
She was like a drug to me, I was addicted.
I loved it.
I loved her.

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