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Saturday

The bright sun was shining from the cracks of covered window. My eyes open and I look down to the other side of the couch. Grayson was still in a deep sleep. He was curled up in the fuzzy blanket with his lips slightly parted open.

I push the blanket off my feet and step onto the cold hardwood floor. I tiptoe over to the kitchen. My foot hits the creaking board and it makes an eerie noise.

I quickly turn my head to make sure I didn't wake Grayson up. He is a deep sleeper, so I didn't think he would.

I see a fast movement up the stairs while I walk to the kitchen.

"Lisa?" I whisper

No answer

I walk up the shaggy carpeted stairs one by one trying my best to be quiet. My ears are filled with the sound of vomit hitting the toilet and it made me feel like I was gonna be sick myself.

I peek into the bathroom to see a shirtless Ethan sitting on the white-tiled floor. His head was hung over the toilet. The color in his face looked extremely pale.

"Grayson, not now" Ethan's voice echoes in the small bathroom. He turns his head and looks at me.

"Can I help you?" Ethan sarcastically snapped at me

I lean against the door frame smiling, "no, but where'd that pretty lady of yours go?"

"took 50 bucks from my wallet and then left," he paused. "I don't know why I'm telling you any of this" he says hanging his head back over the toilet. The room is filled with the nasty sounds yet again.

A built figure comes from behind me, laying an Advil and a glass of water on the sink. Grayson steps back to the other side of the door frame to also look at Ethan. No words came from Ethan's mouth, not even a thank you.

Ethan grabbed the door and swung it shut barely giving us anytime to move out of the way.

"I hate seeing him like that." Grayson walks to his room and starts to push the door open. I follow close behind him.

"I know you do, you just gotta let Ethan be Ethan. He'll come around." I reply

Grayson's room was neatly organized. When you walked in, it smelled like fresh laundry and clean linen. He had football trophies set on top of the shelf he built all by himself. His desk had old school papers and pencils. On the wall hung a family portrait. Everyone was in it and smiling, even Ethan and their dad.

"Admiring the room?" Grayson smirks

"It looks a lot better then it did when we were 15." I laugh earning a small chuckle from Grayson

I look over to his night stand and see some Polaroids of Grayson and I.

"Look how young we were" I smile

Grayson walks over to me and picks up some of the polaroids. "I can't believe this is our last year of high school."

"Yeah." I reply

Without Grayson or Lisa and even though I hated to say it, Ethan, I truly had nobody. After high school, I didn't know what I was gonna do with my life or how I was gonna get started. I felt so stuck.

"Listen" I turn to Grayson as he turns his full attention to me.

"Even though summer just started, we are gonna make this school year the best year we've ever had. Like go on trips and go to parties. Binge-watch whatever we want and stop putting up with everyone's bullshit. This is gonna be the year of Grayson Dolan and Hazel Klein." I put double hands up and Grayson slaps them back. I know how cheesy it sounded, but I really wanted to have the best year possible.

"Hell yeah" he giggles like a little girl

Grayson sits on his bed and stare at the ceiling for 30 seconds

"Let's go do something, I'm bored" he adds on

"Meet me in the car in 20 minutes and be ready" I laugh and run out of his room.

I walk down two flight of stairs to get to my room.

I throw on a pair of ripped black jeans and an old t-shirt from some camp I went to a while back. I slap some deodorant on and brush my teeth before heading up stairs. My hair looked fine down, so I left it.

I walk up the stairs to find Grayson standing by the door waiting for me.

Ethan jogged down the stairs also ready and cleaned up from this morning.

Simultaneously we both said "I didn't know she (he) was coming?"

Grayson laughed and looked at us "let's go" he says twirling his keys around his finger.

He locks the door behind us and gets into the car. I walk towards the passenger side, but Ethan runs ahead of me and sits down.

"dickwad" I mutter under my breath

Ethan looks up, raises his eyebrows, and shoots me an intimidating glare.

fuck that was hot

I'd never tell him that because I wouldn't want his ego to sky rocket anymore than it already has.

I slide across the back seat and buckle up.

"hazel, you want music?" Grayson asks plugging his phone into the aux

Before I could respond, Ethan speaks up, "no music"

I look at him with a bitch face, "oh for fuck's sake, get your panties out of a twist and have some fun for once." He turns back to me.

"It would've been fun if you weren't here like I originally had thought" he huffed

"Shut it Ethan, you're just mad that blonde -headed bitch last night wasn't satisfied with your sm-"

"please stop." Grayson shook his head

"just stop bickering. I wanna go do something fun because i haven't ever been able to get you two out at the same time. Two extremely important people in my life. Just please for this once and for my sake, just get along."

Ethan rubs his hand on his chin where his stubble started to grow in and I sit back in my chair.

Grayson put the car in reverse and backed out of the driveway.

                                  Grayson

I don't get it what Ethan can't stand about Hazel as for the other way around. They have such....

what's the word I'm looking for

almost like a deep -

I'm blanking about the word

anger maybe

Ethan's gone so downhill since Dad left. He needs someone or something to pull him out of the spot he's in now. I obviously can't be the one to do it anymore. I feel like such a shitty brother, but I guess I'll never understand what goes on in his head.

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I didn't edit this so, sorry for any mistakes <3 I wrote it late at night