Love Drunk 3.0 (Completed)

Chapter 1

L.A 5 p.m.
Grayson POV -

Kian and I are sitting at his kitchen table. I'm looking at the screensaver on Ethan's phone. It's a picture of him and y/n and they both look so happy. I can't believe what Mike did. And I honestly can't believe what I did. Having sex with Emma. Seeing that footage made me sick to my stomach and now y/n has seen it as well. She saw me begging Emma to stay the night. She saw me choking Emma and she heard me saying that I really wanted to fuck Emma. Even though y/n and I won't ever get back together.. it is still sickening to think about the fact that she has seen that footage. I'm disgusted with myself.

Ethan fell asleep in Kian's bed while Kian and I are trying to track y/n down. It's the bed y/n has slept in for the last couple of weeks. "The pillow smells like her.." Ethan said right before he fell asleep and I feel sorry for him. I know how much he loves her and I'm not sure if he'll be okay without her. For fucks sake, I barely survived without her. Kian pulls me out of my thoughts when he gets up and starts pacing around the kitchen table. "I can't believe you guys let her go back to Mike!" He breathes frustrated and I hear the anger in his voice. "We didn't!" I quickly bite back at him. "Well you for sure didn't give her the feeling that she could stay!" He says raising his voice. "She would've never! NEVER EVER! left Ethan if she didn't feel like she needed to!" He continues and I know he is right.

Emma, Steve and I were worried about these videos being published and we should've paid more attention to the consequences for y/n and Ethan. We should've paid more attention to the consequences for y/n. Mike has been treating her like shit for as long as I can remember. And what the heck does it mean.. that she has to start dating him again? She's in love with Ethan. My heart stops for a second. I'm just now realizing that she has to play happy couple and maybe even have sex with him, in order to keep him from posting those videos. Kian is analysing my facial expressions. "Yeah.." he suddenly says. "He's gonna do things to her. Things she doesn't want to happen!" He says, reading my face. I'm starting to panic, thinking about Kian's words, when my phone rings. It's David. "David!" I say as I pick up the phone. My heart is still in my throat from realizing in what situation we put y/n in. "I've spoken to Ian from Seatgeek." David immediately says. "Y/n turned in her resignation yesterday. She apparently told her manager that she needed to move back to London due to personal reasons." David adds. "Her manager thought it was a shame that she had to leave and made sure to help her get a job in London. Word on the street is that she will assist Shawn Mendes during the UK leg of his European tour." David continues. "Okay.." I say. "So, we have to get a hold of Shawn Mendes, then!" I add. "I'm on it!" David says before he ends the call.

"Why don't we just go to London and look for her?" Kian says agitated. "We don't know where in London she is, where she lives now and we need to prevent those videos from being released." I say. "Y/n said she doesn't want us to look for her. So I don't think we should just roam around London." I add. Kian kicks aggressively against a chair and throws his hands in the air. "Don't you get it? Don't you get it at all?" He yells in my direction while pulling his hair, out of frustration. "She doesn't want you to go look for her, because she wants to keep you all out of trouble!!" Kian continues yelling. "Because she loves Ethan!!" Kian now shouts. Ethan must have heard Kian yelling and is walking in with swollen eyes. Swollen because he just woke up and swollen because he has been crying. "And?" He asks as he walks up to Kian and me. "We know where she is gonna work in London." I say. "But that's it for now.." I add. Ethan sits down next to me when he all of a sudden receives an incoming text. We all look over at his phone, hoping it's y/n. But it's Daniel, our tattoo artist. You can feel the disappointment in the room. Ethan proceeds to open the text and sees a picture of y/n getting a tattoo on her wrist. "What is this.." Ethan whispers and we all lean in.

<Took this picture yesterday, when y/n came in for a tattoo. She must really love you. I don't have her number, so I thought I'd send these pics to you. Daniel.>

Another picture is loading. Ethan opens it and now we see the actual tattoo. It's Ethan's initial. I'm starting to realize that she knew she was gonna leave L.A. from the moment she left our house. She knew leaving Ethan behind would be the best for him and this fucked up situation. Getting his initial tattooed on her wrist was her way of keeping him close, forever. I look over at Ethan. His face is pale and I hear his shallow breathing. "Breathe, E!" I whisper. "Just breathe.."