Invasion • Grayson Dolan

41 - goodnight

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"Come on Rosé," Grayson whined. "We're going to be late to our flight," he huffed. "Grayson, the flight is still in 9 hours and be patient we're buying Amy clothes," I nudged his shoulder.

"But baby I get to hold all the bags after you buy something for her. My hands hurt. You've already been to like twenty three shops and you bought over three bags of clothes each time!" He continued to complain.

"Okay fine I'll buy only this hoodie," I said, showing him a black hoodie with some colorful paint scattered messily around it.

"Alright, but only this one," he warned. "Yes, yes." I walked to the cashier.

I payed for the hoodie and walked out the shop. "Do you think we need to go to footlocker-"

"Rosé, we've been to almost three shoe shops and you bought half the stuff there, let's leave!" He groaned.

"Just tryna be a good sister, geez," I laughed. I took some heavy bags from him and we walked out of the mall.

"Why are you doing that?" Grayson asked. "Doing what-"

"Why the hell would I let my girl hold heavy ass bags while I'm here. Oh no give them back Rosé," Grayson started to reach out to get the bags I was holding.

"Gray you've been holding these all morning, I'm not letting you carry them and besides, the car is right there," I chuckled. I walked quickly to the trunk of the car, placing all the bags in my hands.

"Thank you," I kissed Grayson on the cheek as I helped him with the rest of the bags.

-

"We're home!" I yelled coming in the house. I saw Amy sitting on the couch watching something on TV. "Look what I got for you," I threw her some of the bags in my hand as Grayson came with the rest.

She looked at all the bags in awe as she looked at me in the verge of tears. "Aw," I walked towards her and hugged her tight.

"I hate you for making me feel like the worst older sister ever," she laughed. "You've done some more things for me than you can imagine," I chuckled.

We all started to help Amy pack her bag. "Grayson!" I called from our room.

"Yeah," he said panting. I walked towards him and whispered in his ear, "aren't we wanted?"

He looked at me in confusion. After finally understand what I meant he said, "we're taking my private jet Rosé," he kissed the top of my head then smiled heartily at me.

-

"Wow," I said in awe. The private jet was bigger than I expected. "Las Vegas here we come!" Ryan cheered.

Naomi took out a bottle of wine and started pouring it inside a wine glass. "Cheers!" They all laughed and started drinking.

I remained the way I was. I didn't drink or cheer with them, I was keeping my eye on Amy. I want her to have the time of her life.

"Hey," Grayson sat next to me. I placed my head on his shoulder. My eyes became heavy as I felt the world around me turn darker.

-

"Wake up," I heard Grayson's calming voice say. My eyes open as I inspected my surroundings. "We're here?" I questioned the obvious. Grayson nodded chuckling.

We left the plane after all the others. We made our way to a car waiting for us and left for the hotel.

We arrived about an hour later and made our way to our room. It didn't really take us time since Ethan already reserved it for us earlier.

We went to our rooms and I didn't hesitate to throw myself on the bed, leaving my bags scattered in the room.

Grayson and I had a room for ourselves, thanks to Ethan.

I drifted off to sleep as I felt someone pull the covers over me. "Goodnight princess," Grayson kissed the top of my head, goodnight.