Hopelessly Devoted

[51] - Canada, Here We Are

I hugged my mother and father tightly, as I gripped my suitcase in my hand. They held me as they told me all the rules and how many times I need to call them.

"I'll call you every 2 minutes," I rolled my eyes with a small smile across my face, and they chuckled.

"I hope you have a fantastic time," my mother said, patting my hair down, just like she use to when I was younger. I better not start getting emotional.

"Take care of my daughter," my dad threatened to Ethan and Grayson, "I want her back in one piece." He playfully glared at them.

"My first priority, sir," Ethan smiled, taking a step towards me, putting his hand on the small of my back. My mother smiled widely at the sight and my father was a little cautious of the hand placement, but shrugged it off.

"We'll be back in no time," Grayson assured them, with a slight nod.

"Alright, well," my mother said as she stepped back, next to my father, "you better start going."

We all nodded, and we quickly said goodbye again. We then walked out the door, and towards the car. Grayson took my suitcase to the boot, and told me to sit in the front.

"Gray," I frowned, "but I feel bad."

"You got me tickets to see my sister, Lena," he smiled widely, "I will be paying you back for the rest of my life."

I laughed lightly to myself as I slid into the front seat. I shut the door tightly, as I kept my eyes on my house. I wish Maya didn't have to go to school, I didn't get to say goodbye. Dylan had to get to work early in the morning.

"Ready?" Ethan said from beside me. I didn't even realise he was in the car yet.

I nodded and he started the engine. He then quickly got out of the driveway, and zoomed off into the street. I quickly synced my phone to the radio so I could play some songs, better than the stuff they have on the radio stations.

I played Justin Bieber, and the boys didn't mind, for once. The Biebs is just such a great way to start the day. He's a year older than us, as he's 18. I jammed to his new album, as the boys tried to hide their dancing.

"I'm so excited," I giggled as I sat on my side, facing both Ethan and Grayson.

I saw Grayson fiddling with his thumbs, which he only does when hes nervous. I dont blame him for being a little nervous, he hasnt seen his sister in years. Hell, if it were me, I'd be shitting myself.

"We're going to have a great time," I smiled, placing a hand on Ethan's shoulder and Grayson's hand. I shot them supportive smiles and they returned a sweet smile in sync. I swear, not a day goes by without one of them doing something simultaneously as the other. It's creepy, and cute.

After some time we arrived at the airport. We did the whole route, and eventually found ourselves in the boarding seating area. We didn't have to wait long, and soon the intercom announced our flight was ready.

I gripped Ethan's hand and shot him a big smile and he returned a nervous one. I glanced at Grayson who had the same face on. We lined up and walked through to the plane.

***

We stepped foot out of the airport, and felt the fresh, cold, Canadian breeze hit our bare skin. Let's just say we were not prepared for the cold weather. We shuddered as we saw the slight snow fall, and exchanged looks.

"I dont know about you guys," Ethan said through chattering teeth, "but I think we should stop by our hotel and get changed for this," he said, pointing to the snow.