Miami to Los Angeles | Grayson Dolan

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"I know you cheated on me!"

"are you fucking kidding me Grayson!?"  its as if he was just making up different reasons to hate me now. 

he took a step back, he'd only ever seen me get properly annoyed once. I hated yelling at him, but being accused of something that I didn't do was my biggest pet peeve.

"don't you dare accuse me of something that never happened! especially cheating!" I poke my finger against his chest and storm away. 

I run upstairs with tears filling my eyes and pull on a sweater. I didn't know where I was going, but I knew that I didn't want to be here. I grab my wallet and keys in one hand and my phone in the other. I quickly put on a pair of sunglasses too, trying to hide the fact that I was crying. when

I walk out of our room but hear nothing. I shake off this nervous feeling that I was holding onto and walk down the stairs. 

when I get to the bottom I see Gray stood leaning his head in his hands, propping his elbows on the breakfast bar. he was obviously upset too, but at least he wasn't the one being accused of cheating. 

I reach the front door and slip on my Vans, about to open the door until Grayson speaks up

"Kian," he says almost inaudible, but loud enough to make me freeze. "what about him?" I speak through gritted teeth.

"Kian, the guy asking to see you over and over again."

the last time I had a text off of Kian was the day after I texted him for the first time. I never checked to see if he text me again because I and Gray were back on track. to be honest I think I deleted his number. 

"a random guy who gave me his number at a restaurant when we weren't together!?" I felt myself getting pissed off again. how did he even know about Kian?

"a guy asking you out on dates and asking to see you!" 

"how do you even know about him" he looked as though he was about to start yelling in his defence, but before I explained myself, he needed to answer me. 

"Answer me, Grayson. then you get your explanation" I'm pretty sure by this point he knew that I never actually cheated. I could see his face looking more and more guilty as the seconds ticked by. 

"I just happened to look down at your phone when you were in the bathroom one time. you had two texts from an unknown number, and I couldn't help but look" he rubbed his forehead as if it was hurting him to think. 

I stayed silent, wanting to hear more.

"before I could read them all he called"

(Grayson's p.o.v. flashback)

"hey, whos this?" I asked, pretty sure it was the same person who had been texting Rosie. 

"uh, its Kian, I gave you my number the other night?" he what. 

"Okay then, Kian. stop texting and ringing my girlfriend or you're gonna have a real problem." before I could hang up, he spoke again "well, it was your so-called girlfriend that texted me first."

I hung up and instantly deleted his contact. I knew it was wrong, but it hurt knowing that Rosie had moved on so fast. I placed the phone back in its original position. 

I never thought that she would actually start seeing other people.  I knew that we were never technically together, but I thought she truly loved me. I didn't think she'd be the type of girl to do this.

she walked back out and smiled so brightly, that it instantly made me forget about everything. I knew it would possibly stay in the back of my mind, but I knew that I loved her and I already forgive her. 

(Rosie's p.o.v. present day)

"Grayson... I was never seeing him"I see his head shoot up towards me, his eyes filled with hope. I felt like at this point, whatever I tell him, he's gonna believe me. he wants to believe me. 

"How do I know that though?" he tilts his head slightly, like a lost puppy. I honestly didn't know how to explain. from his point of view, this must seem so suspicious. 

"here..." I walk over to him, unlock my phone and walk back upstairs, that way I couldn't try to defend myself on anything or hide stuff. 

I knew that this would be the best way to show him. I only texted him once, and that was the first and last. I just needed him to see that. 

after about 15 minutes he came upstairs, tear-stained cheeks and bloodshot eyes. 

"baby?" I sat up straight on the bed with my legs crisscrossed. he doesn't say anything yet, but instead just walks around to my side of the bed and engulfs me in a hug. 

he probably wasn't in the mood to be talking, just needed to be hugged. I wrap my arms around his neck and cuddle into him, pressing my cheek against the side of his head. 

I moved back and got more comfortable, we were now laying with his head resting on my chest and his leg laid over mine. 

"I'm so sorry I doubted you" he mumbled into my chest. hearing him say that absolutely shattered my heart. it hurt me so much knowing how badly ive hurt him over the past couple of days. 

"Please, don't say sorry. I'm pretty sure I would've done the same in your situation" I ran my fingers through his thick brown hair trying to comfort him. 

we laid like that for around half an hour until I realised that he'd fallen asleep.

I realised at that moment that it was his birthday tomorrow and that I'd wrapped absolutely none of the presents. there was one last thing that I needed to get him. 

I slowly moved out from underneath of him. I got up off of the bed as carefully as I could and quickly wrote a note saying that I would be back in 1 hour. 

I grabbed my purse, keys and phone off the side and walked quickly to the car, trying to leave and get home as quick as I could. 

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I was finally in the car on my way back to the house. I wasn't gone too long because I had reserved his present and I only had to pick it up. I opened up the front door, and i am immediately met by the smell of bacon and pancakes.

he's gonna make such a good husband one day...

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