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12 - drama queens

kiara - friday morning

the hate comments and obnoxious fan accounts didn't really bother me at first. i thought, well this is a part of me being involved with a hot celebrity.

i mean basically the past almost two years have been a blur of sadness and guilt until now. grayson's here, we're back together, i guess, and honestly nothing could be better than it is right now.

except for the hate.

i wasn't trying to let it get to me but when you have over thousands of notifications just pouring onto your phone about how your a slut and gold digger.

it really starts to get to you.

grayson's head is rested on my stomach as his body is laid in between my legs. his lips are parted, letting quiet snores escape his mouth.

my fingers run through his dark brown locks and he stirs under my touch. he rolls over so he's still in my lap but his head is facing the ceiling.

"why did you have to wake me up?" he groans gripping onto my thighs.

"because i'm bored so wake up, gray," i whine, yawning at the end of my sentence.

he chuckles and rolls back over, pushing my shirt up to my boobs and kissing my stomach all over.

"go hang out with bailey," he grumbles snuggling into the blankets again.

i freeze the same time grayson's eyes widen. "where's bailey?"

i stand up frantically, grayson's big t-shirt falling down to my thighs. we both look at each other and crack smiles.

"ethan," we sigh in unison.

i slide on a pair of sweatpants and grayson grabs my wrist pulling me out and into the hallway. we make our way to the living room where bailey is sat with ethan on the couch.

  "jesus, e, you can't just take my kid like that," grayson says making ethan turn around with a devilish smile.

  grayson goes to pick bailey up and ethan holds her tighter.

  "we're bonding," ethan playfully argues, pointing towards the tv.

  some weird kids show is playing and bailey seems fully engaged to it.

  while grayson is distracting ethan, i go in and swoop my girl up. she whimpers and then realizes it's me as i begin to jog down the hallway towards grayson's bedroom.

  her giggles make my heart warm and i smile along with her.

"did mommy steal you from your crazy uncle?" i giggle kissing her cheeks as i hear low footsteps running down the hall.

i peek my head out and see ethan running towards the room. as quickly as i can i slam the door and lock it in ethan's face. his fist connects to the wood only seconds later, banging as he almost knocks the door off.

i lay down on the bed and hold bailey close to me as i laugh loudly. in the midst of it all i look down at bailey and realize her face is contorted as it scrunches together. her mouth opens and i'm quick to pick her up as she's about to cry.

"baby, shh, it's okay," i whisper while i try to hold back my laugh.

"e, stop!" i say my giggling state taking over.

"what? why?" his voice fills worry the same time bailey's cries fill the air.

i cradle her in my arms and go to the door where i try to open it, but grayson is on the other side picking the lock. he finally gets it open and rushes in.

"what wrong?" he asks concerned.

"oh my god, drama queens, she just got scared, chill," i say pulling her closer to me.

"let me have my daughter," gray demands reaching his hands out.

i stare at him and raise an eyebrow. "fine, the second she starts crying she's mine."

he holds out his dominate hand for me to shake and i roll my eyes before handing bailey over to him. he goes and plops on the bed with her slung in one arm.

i leave the room with ethan following behind me.

"you want some pancakes?" he asks as we walk into the kitchen.

"hell yes," i say going to the pantry to grab out the mix.

i toss the box at him the same time grayson yells for me from in his bedroom.

"what, gray?" i shout back towards the room.

"come here," he says and by the tone in his voice he doesn't sound too happy.

what the hell?

i look at ethan and he looks confused but shrugs his shoulders. i wrap my arms around myself as i walk down the hardwood hallway towards grayson's room.

the doors halfway open and i push it the rest of the way. he has my phone in his hands and he turns it around when he sees i've entered. i glance at the phone and notice all the notifications that have popped up on the lock screen.

"who's xander?" he asks his voice raising as he glances back at the screen.

my blood freezes.

a/n: ouhhh who's xander??!? lol some drama would be nice right
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