Grace Grier POV
Taylor and I were getting married. We were planning the wedding and we decided to have it here in L.A to invite O2L, 5SOS, and hopefully the One Direction boys.
We wanted the wedding to be formal, but wild at the same time.
I was stressing a lot, the boys were still touring with Magcon and all and Grace and I always tagged along. It's been a month and she's been dating Jc from o2l.
Nash still isn't over Grace, it's sad seeing him almost mop around all upset, and Grace on the other hand is all happy with Jc.
I loved Jc, but I felt like Grace never really loved Nash. She moved on so quickly, like it was just another guy down the drain. It made me tense up, the anger building up in me.
Grace and I were still "fighting" have little arguments here and there, but nothing major. I was just sick of it. I wanted her as my Maid Of Honor, but she was acting like a complete and utter bitch.
Of course, I took part of the bickering, so I was probably just as bad. But I was a carefree person, so I wasn't that terrible I assume.
I sat on the tour bus and wished this could all be over. I never met the Caniffs, and I never went with Nash to Magcon.
I felt a tear roll down my cheek. I quickly wiped it away and sniffled, I sat up from the tour bed bus and walked out. Seeing everyone up.
We had two tour buses. This one was with me, Taylor, Mahogany, Cameron, Nash and Grace.
Awkward right?
I stretched and looked at the time. 10:04am. I walked out and saw Mahogany making breakfast, I smiled.
"Hey sleepy head." She giggled and I rolled my eyes. "I'm sorry, I'm tired! Where are we?" I asked taking a seat next to Cam.
"We are in Nevada. We should hit L.A in about 8 hours now." He nodded and I groaned. I was so tired of driving. We've been on the bus for about 2 days.
"Hey guys" Grace came in the room, I sighed. She still didn't give Taylor and I a blessing for our wedding.
Quite rude to your best friend and brother. Nash came in next.
"Hey guys." Nash said teary eyed. I quickly hugged him, "same dream?" I asked sighing, feeling tears on my shoulder.
"Same dream." He agreed.
