Once Upon A Dolan (Ethan and Grayson Dolan)

Chapter 31

A/N: So here's a pic of Rachel- what do ya think??

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Mia's POV

Lying on the beach with the sun on my back, the sound of the ever blue waves crashing on the shore, Ethan's arms around me, I couldn't think of a moment more perfect. I smiled to myself, feeling butterflies arise in my stomach, just remembering that Ethan was here with me.

I quickly glanced over to Rachel and Grayson, and felt myself grinning. They were playing in the sea like kids, both with massive smiles on their faces, and joy in their eyes.

Ryan and Sydney were quietly strolling on the beach, hand in hand, Sydney resting her head on Ryan's shoulder.

I closed my eyes, trying to permanently engrave this moment into my head.

I never wanted this to end.

Reluctantly, I pulled myself out of Ethan's arms, followed by a groan on his part. I chuckled and eagerly grabbed my camera.

I kneeled on the ground, trying to find the perfect angle. I peered through my lens and gasped. This would be the most perfect picture.

I quickly snapped it before the moment was over, and immediately viewed it on my camera screen.

It was Ethan, lying in the sand, his hair messy, his eyes closed, with the sea and the rest of the beach in the background.

I was just shocked at how perfect he truly was- his perfectly shaped lips, to the gorgeous mess of his hair, which I just couldn't help but run my fingers through.

He was my Ethan.

I took my camera, suddenly snapping myself into photographer mode, getting a gorgeous shot of Ryan and Sydney walking down the beach, their hair whipping wildly in the wind.

I took a picture of Grayson and Rachel in the sea, Grayson holding Rach by the waist, looking down at her as she looked back up at him.

My heart swelled. I was just so ecstatic to see them together, so happy.

I looked around the beach through my camera, spying anything that could make a good photo.

I spotted Josh, at the snack bar, talking to a girl, and laughing. Hmmm.. I wonder who she was.

Before I could investigate further, I was grabbed by the waist and carried bridal style to the sea.

"EEK NO MY CAMERAAAA!" I screeched, half giggling but Ethan just chuckled.

"BUT I'M STILL IN MY SHORTS!" I screeched again. I was not ready for wet denim.

Reluctantly, Ethan allowed me to go and put my camera away, ensuring its safety, before slipping out of my shorts, and tying my hair up into a messy bun.

I'd been forced into a burgundy bikini by none other than Rachel herself.

Too eager to feel self conscious, I ran over to Ethan, and when I got to him, he lifted me up, spinning me round, making me giggle.

We frolicked around in the sea, splashing each other, laughing and having an amazing time. I loved being with him. I loved the way he looked at me, as if I was the only thing he saw.