Illusion

Chapter: 13

*FLASHBACK*

"What's one place in the United States where you've always wanted to go?" Ethan had asked me.

"Honestly, California. I've always wanted to see it." I said. Us 3 were chilling in Grayson's room. It was around 2am and we weren't tired at all.

"Really?" He was shocked that was my answer.

"Yes, really." I answered.

"Well, we'll take you there one day. Since you know, we live there and all." Grayson said and I smiled.

"You guys better!" I exclaimed. "That would be the best thing ever."

"We'll go there, I promise." Grayson laid his head in my lap.

"Hey, then you can see the warehouse." Ethan brought up.

"Yes!" I shouted. "That'd be fucking amazing!"

"Babe, shh. Everyone's sleeping." Gray chuckled, placing his hand over my mouth. I made an angry face down at him. I licked his hand, knowing it would gross him out.

"Ew!" He freaked out. His hand flew off of my mouth and he instantly wiped his hand on his pants. I started laughing, and when I did, Ethan did.

"E, get me a tish!" Grayson said, earning us to howl with laughter.

"Gray, stop being so extra!" Ethan laughed, earning me to laugh even harder than before.

"Jesus!" I was now crying from laughing so hard. These two always have me laughing and I love it.

"Why are you laughing so hard?" Grayson laughed, looking up at me. "Ashlea! You're crying you're laughing so hard!"

"I know." I laughed. I looked at Ethan, who was laughing too. We made eye contact. I tried to stop laughing, we both did but we both busted out laughing harder than before.

"Guys be quiet!" Cameron said as she barged into Grayson's room. "I'm trying to sleep." She turned back around and shut the door. Ethan and I looked at each other and started laughing again.

*PRESENT*

"I'm never taking shots again." I groaned as I sat in the rocking chair.

"Why not?" Ethan chuckled.

"Fuck off E." I flipped him off.

"Well, did you guys have fun?!" My mom asked as she walked down the hallway.

"Yeah, it was a blast." Grayson said as he sat down at the table.

"Yeah, Ashlea had a couple shots." Ethan chuckled. My dad had walked into the house from outside.

"She can hold her liquor like her mother!" Dad said and I rolled my eyes.

"I may can, but I will never drink like you did!" I said, making my parents laugh.

"Oh Ashlea! I wasn't that bad!" My mom laughed as she sat down at the table with the boys.

"Sure ma." I raised a brow. My dad chuckled. He was looking in a cupboard for something. He eventually found something and he went back outside. "What's dad doing?"