Josephine's POV
"Will ya' hush. I have a damn headache" I throw the tv remote at Grayson.
He's currently playing Mario Kart by himself while I'm laying on the other side of the couch. He's honestly so obnoxious; he won't quiet down.
"Whoot whoot, I won! Whoot whoot!!" He stands up and cheers.
"You dis-" I feel an urge to throw up, so I quickly get up on my feet and run to the bathroom down the hall.
I use mouthwash to clean myself up and walk back to the living room.
Grayson is still cheering from his victory.
"I won, I won, I won" he sings.
I roll my eyes at him and lay back down on the couch. I lift my arms up so my forearms are resting on top of my eyes.
I'm laying down trying to relax when I feel Grayson's presence next to me.
"What do you want" I say annoyed, due to the fact that I have a headache.
He doesn't respond but lays down on top of me. He pulls my arms from my face and lays them above my head.
"Ugh, Gray. Leave me alone" I groan.
"What's wrong?" He asks sincerely.
"Why do you care" I try pushing him off of me.
"I always care. What's wrong" he pushes my hair out of my face.
"I just have a headache, so I'm in a bitchy mood now" I confess.
Grayson plants sweet kisses all over my face concentrating mostly on my forehead.
"Better now?" He kisses my lips.
I couldn't help but laugh at him.
"No, but thanks for trying" I rub my temples.
"Oh yeah, we have to go help Ethan and Sierra pack some stuff today" Grayson checks his phone.
"I thought that they were moving next week" I say confused.
"Yeah, but they got the call early. I guess they won't be our neighbors anymore" Grayson sighs.
"Speaking of them moving and stuff, how come you never told me you wanted the American dream" I ask him.
"What?" He he gets off of me.
"Ethan told me you've always dreamed about owning a home, having a wife, and having kids" I say.
"Ohhh. I mean, yeahh" he nervously rubs his chin.
Why's he so nervous for?
"How come you didn't tell me" I scoot closer to him.
"I don't know. It just seems like you don't want the American dream like I do" he shruggs his shoulders.
Now I see why he was nervous.
I mean, yeah, I don't the American dream but that can change. You never know.
"I love you" he breaks the silence that I didn't even know was there.
"The only reason that I'm bringing this up is because Ethan told me how important the American dream is for you, and I don't think I can be apart of your American dream" I whisper the last part.
