Deep Breath | G.Dolan

Nothing

"Oh well would you look at that." I heard a voice and I lifted my head off the pillow and opened my eyes enough to see who was standing there. Ethan. Mike was sitting on the edge of the bed. I also happened to look next to me.

 "Oh shit." I was kind of taken aback when I saw Grayson to my left.

"You're not so pleasant to wake up next to either," he mumbled and stuck his face back into the pillow. I took a slightly different approach and placed the pillow over my head.

"We have things to do today so wake up and get ready and stop being lazy and eat your breakfast and...and...put some clean clothes on it smells in here," Ethan said. I sat up and rubbed my eyes. I know I look horrible in the morning but their looks confirmed it. Ethan jumped into my place and cuddled up against Grayson wrapping his legs around him.

"What is that!" Ethan whispered/yelled as I walked past him. He was pointing and smiling. I went into the bathroom and saw the huge mark on the side of my neck. Oh I see, he thinks, "It's a love bite!" he said laughing.

"No it's not, shut up!" I said as I touched it and it hurt like a bruise. "I hit my neck on the table last night when I fell."

"You fell...off the bed...while you were...finish the sentence here for me babe." I rolled my eyes and closed the door. I looked in the mirror. It really does look like a hickey. Maybe I should leave it and not cover it up...or tweet a picture of it like an attention whore...or say it really is a love bite...okay, I'll cover it up.

"That was an interesting position you were in this morning, huh?" Bryant said showing me his phone. It was a picture of me and Grayson sleeping this morning.

"How did you even get this?" I said taking the phone and deleting the picture, then throwing it back at him.

"Ethan has a camera phone and picture messaging," he answered. We were sitting in the venue. The boys were in another interview and Mike was out with their management team and we were just sitting on the edge of the stage eating Doritos. It was an outdoor venue right on the beach. "He also told me about your love bite that you covered up so nicely."

"Oh my God you two are honestly like teenage gossip queens," I said passing the bag over. "I fell off the bed by accident and hit my neck on the end table."

"I'm sure," he said continuing to eat and then he got quiet. "I'm going to tell you something but you literally can't tell anyone I told you this."

"Ooh you really are the gossip queen. Tell me," I said folding my legs and turning towards him.

"I don't think Gray wanted you to know so that's why this has got to stay quiet." I stuck out my pinky for a pinky swear but he pushed it aside. "Grayson back in...well I don't remember but it was before we met you he was kind of talking to a girl from back home and then he stopped but now he's talking to her again and I think things might be getting serious." I just stared at him and blinked a few times. A girl? A girl?

"Why wouldn't he tell me that? I'm his 'best friend.'" I did the air quotes to suggest how displeased I was that he couldn't tell me himself. I am not at all a jealous person so this is not a question of jealousy. It is a question of douche-baggery on his part from not even telling me that he could possibly be having a girlfriend. Sure keep telling yourself that.

"Why wouldn't he tell you?" He turned his head to the side, looked up and gave me a sassy look. "C'mon don't make me say it," he said sticking his hand back into the Doritos bag.

"Make you say what?"

"You know what," he said back chewing loudly.

"No I don't know what so just say it." I was getting defensive. He sensed it. I don't like being serious so this was a little bit of a change for me.