GRACE C P.O.V
I woke up to Taylor's loud but calm voice coming from his room.
"If you hang out with the 1D boys again, the weddings off."
I gasped and wriggled out of Jcs tight grip.
"What's going on in here?" I whisper-yelled as I walked into the room.
Taylor huffed past me and into my room, and Grace, Niall, Harry, Liam, Zayn, and Louis looked absolutely shocked. I pulled Grace into a hug and she started sobbing into my shoulder.
Niall looked the most worried, so I released Grace, handed her to Liam, and wrapped my arms around Nialls waist.
After a minute, I let go of Niall, gave them all a reassuring look, then turned and walked into my room, where Taylor was sitting on the empty bed.
"Why are you so mad a Grace for hanging out with the 1D boys?" I asked, gently taking a seat next to him.
"I, I'm afraid." He looked at me with sad eyes.
"Afraid? Since when is the Taylor Caniff afraid?" I tried to laugh to lighten the mood, but it came out as more of a cough.
"I'm afraid, that I'll loose my one true love, to 4 British boys and an Irish boy, with millions of fans." He stuttered.
I laughed and pushed him.
"Taylor Michael Caniff, she loves you so much, she wants to marry you! Do you think she would just leave you? Like that?" I said, snapping my fingers at the end.
"No, I don't." He said, and smiled.
I ruffled his hair.
"Just go, take her out, go somewhere romantic!" I gushed, and pushed him into his room.
I heard The 1D boys fake gag, which made me smile.
"Justinnnnnn, wakey wakeyyyyy" I sang as loud as I could. "I want to go homeeeeeee!"
After 10 minutes of annoying a boy who chose to put up with me for the rest of his life, I finally got him up.
