meant to be // grayson dolan

thirty-one

"Where is Sean's friend? We've been waiting here for half of hour at least." I said, sitting on my suitcase.

"I don't know, he should've been here. Eth, did you call him?" Grayson asked his brother.

"Wait, I thought you said you were going to call him," he said confused and both of us groaned angrily.

"No, you idiot. I told you to text him two hours ago!" Grayson slaps his forehead and I chuckle.

"Ok, ok, I'm sorry. I'll call him now."

Ethan takes out his phone, walking away from us. I look at my boyfriend and see how frustrated he is.

I stand up and walk to him, smiling.

"Babe, calm down. It's just a mistake. You don't have to be so angry." I place my hands on his cheeks, forcing him to give me a smile. "So what if we waited here? It's not like we should've been somewhere else."

"You're right. But he's still an idiot." we both laughed, and I shook my head.

"Don't worry, you're an idiot too." I kiss his lips shortly, smiling widely.

"I know." he kisses me again, then Ethan comes back.

"I talked to John. He said he'll be here in half of hour."

"Then, let's go find some seats!"

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I would've never thought that this apartment would be big, but it is. The hall is pretty large, it has a living room, two bedrooms, a bathroom, a kitchen, and a storage room.

"Thank you again, John," Grayson said, smiling.

"No problem, kids. I'm not using this apartment anyway."

It was his parents' apartment, and since they died, he wasn't using it anymore.

"If anything happens, just call me. I'm only ten blocks away from here."

"We will. Bye!"

John leaves the apartment, leaving the three of us alone.

"So, I guess you and I are sharing a room," Grayson said.

"Okay."

He grabs my suitcase, taking it to one of the bedrooms. It has a double bed in the middle, two nightstands on both sides, a TV, a window and an empty desk.

As I was taking my charger out of my suitcase, I hear a few knocks. I turn around, seeing Ethan in a pair of shorts and a t-shirt. He's already changed.

"I'm going to Target. You coming?" he asked us.

"Yeah, but I gotta change first. I'm still in winter clothes."

"Alright. I'll be in the living room."

I open my suitcase, searching for some clothes. I grab a pair of shorts and a hoodie. I walk in the bathroom to change, then tie my hair in a messy bun.

I walk out of the bathroom, in the bedroom, and see Grayson who was just changing his shirt. He was also wearing shorts.

"Nice abs. Glad you're my boyfriend." I joked, winking at him. He rolls his eyes, then throws the shirt over his head.