•Grayson's POV•
I watched as Riv let go of her dad and watched him drive off. She stood outside for a little longer, gazing at his car till it was completely out of sight then sauntered back in.
Her cheeks were stained with tears and her eyes were total bloodshot.
I engulf her in my arms and let her cry into my chest until she could no longer cry.
I swayed us side to side till she finally looked up at me.
"When is your dad going to be home from New York?" she asked me, sniffling a bit.
"In 2 days." I whisper, looking down at her.
"We have 2 days alone?" she said, nuzzling her head into my chest.
"Yes." I reply, resting my chin on top of her head.
"I need clothes." she whispered.
"Then lets go get you some clothes." I said, letting go of her and grabbing the car keys.
"Gray, I don't have any money..." she said, rubbing her arm uncomfortably.
"Riv, it's ok. I'll pay for anything you want." I say smiling.
She shifted uneasily.
"I don't want you to waste your money on me." she said.
"Oh shut up. Come on, let's go to the mall." I said running out to the garage.
She followed me, walking slowly.
Does she really think I don't make money from what I do? I mean c'mon, I have over 4 million followers. How can YouTube not pay me yet?
I opened the passenger door for her and she got in quietly, not wanting to talk for some reason.
I shut her door and went around, hopping into the drivers seat and starting the ignition.
"Gray, you have your license, right?" she asked, looking over at me.
"Almost." I said winking over at her.
But before she could get out, I already was pulled out and headed down the road.
"Be careful please." she said as I sped up.
"Oh, like this?" I said, speeding up faster and hitting a speed bump.
She screamed a little and a laughed. She was so cute.
"Grayson stop it, please." she said in almost a whisper.
I looked over at her, confused.
She was shaking.
I almost forgot how fragile she was.
"I'm sorry. I'll stop." I said, bringing her knuckles up to my lips and kissing them lightly.
"You're ok. It's just, things scare me so easily. I hate it." she said, putting her hand back in her lap.
"I understand." I say, focusing back on the road.
•*•*
Further into the ride, I notice the pizza parlor my family always used to go to before we got so broken.
"Hey, wanna get a bite first?"
