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Part Five

I shuffled over to the door just as the doorbell rang, swinging it open and smiling when my eyes landed on Ethan.

"Hey." He smiled at me, resting against the door frame.

"Hi." My hand still lingered on the door as I looked at him in confusion. "What are you doing...here?" I asked him hesitantly.

Ethan tossed his keys up, and caught them, smirking at me. "I came to pick you up, duh."

I placed my hands on my hips. "And take me where?"

He looked away from me. "The Dolan house." He said slowly.

"No." I said, trying to close the door on him. "I don't care, I'm not going to the dinner party."

Ethan pushed the door back open, following me inside. "Savannah, come on," He sighed. "You should be there. It's family only, and they invited you."

I tried to ignore the guilt. I know I should go to support Avery - and maybe even go support Grayson - but I couldn't. It all still hurts a lot.

"They'll be so focused on each other, I doubt they'll even notice that I'm not there." I mumbled, walking away from Ethan.

Ethan sped around me, stopping in front of me and folding his arms over one another. "Give me one good reason why you can't go."

I looked at him like he was stupid. "The man I love is getting married to my best friend." I cocked up my eyebrow. "Give me one reason why I should."

Ethan grinned, grabbing my hands. "Because I don't want to go by myself." He said, a slight desperation in his tone. "Please, Sav, do it for me?"

I wanted to say no so bad. But as much as Ethan had done for me - how could I?

I sighed, looking away from him. "Fine." I grumbled, rolling my eyes. "Only for you."

•••

Ethan put the car into park in front of the house I hadn't stepped foot into in years.

We sat in silence for a moment. I could see Ethan staring at me out of the corner of my eye, almost like he could sense something was wrong.

"What is it?" He asked.

Everyday I would show up, here, to hang out with the twins. I think I spent more time at their house then my own during high school.

I shrugged, my eyes glued to the house. "I always felt so at home, at this place. Now it just feels like I don't belong here, anymore." I said quietly.

So many memories of me and Grayson in that house. Thinking about it more and more only freaked me out.

"You'll always have a place, here," Ethan said sincerely. "Everyone misses you, you know. Mom, me, and Cameron."

But Grayson didn't. I felt guilty that that was the only part I cared about.

"I know you don't want to, but I also know they're all really hoping you could come, today." Ethan placed his hand on mine, giving it a comforting squeeze. "And if it really gets to be too much, my rooms always open until I can take you back home."

Ethan always knew how to calm me down. Besides his goofiness, it was what I loved the most about him. He really was the best friend I could ever ask for.