Btw you and Gray moved to New Jersey to be near his family
g r a y s o n ;
You were sat in your and Grayson's apartment, reading a magazine and painting your nails. He said he'd be home late because he was so busy, and he'd already been gone all day. It was rare that you got a chance to relax and have the whole day to yourself.
Just as you finished perfectly painting the second coat of your thumb-nail, your phone rang, shocking you due to the sudden loud noise. Swiping the answer button, you held your phone between your ear and your shoulder.
"How can I help you E-tee-wee-tee?" You and Ethan were super close, like best friends. Although there was some tension first, but after hanging out with each other pretty much everyday for six months straight, you were best friends.
"Y/n? Can you come over?" Ethan's worried voice came through your end of the phone.
"Ethan, what's happened? Is Gray there?" Putting the nail varnish back on the table, you stood up from the sofa, switching off the tv and sliding on a pair of sneakers. You were wearing sweats and one of Grayson's hoodies but you barely noticed over the growing fear that something had happened. Gray had been a little off recently and you had been worried he'd do something or have a breakdown when you weren't right there to help.
"I don't know. We were filming then he freaked about something tiny that went wrong. He'd been super on edge the whole time and he literally walked out, I have no idea where he went. I've been looking but I needed to tell..." He trailed off, clearly distressed.
"Thank you, E. I got it, you go home. Say hi to everyone from me." You hung up quickly as you were driving towards where you were sure you could find your boyfriend.
Pulling up in the carpark of the famous fast-food chain, you immediately spotted him, swirling a spoon around in his ice cream, too miserable to want to eat any. Switching off the engine, you got out the car, not caring that it was raining or that you left your phone in the car.
"Grayson!" You yelled, grabbing the attention of everyone in the restaurant. All four of those people. Including Grayson.
"Hey, what happened? Why didn't you call me?" Quietening your voice to a whisper, you slid into the booth next to him, an arm going around his torso.
Eventually, he rested his head on your shoulder, turning slightly so that he could cuddle up to you.
"Wanna talk about it yet?" You asked through a mouthful of his vanilla ice-cream.
"I love filming with Ethan. You know that. But it really wears me out. I love making my fans happy, but... I don't know. I just needed to clear my mind. Ethan gets a certain way when something goes wrong, like the video blurs or the audio goes funny. And when he acts like that, it annoys me so much. I just needed to get out and clear my head before I did something stupid." He grumbled into your/his hoodie, placing a kiss on your shoulder.
"I don't understand, because I don't put myself out there the way you do... But, I do know that since we came out and told everyone that we're together, all the attention I've been getting has gotten a bit much."
He pulled away from you, looking into your eyes, you froze, ice-cream spoon still in mouth, and looked at him. You let out a little 'what?' and continued with your mouthful, turning to look at him fully.
"You never told me that."
"Because being with you was worth it. If sometimes I got a bit emotional or overwhelmed, I had you there to look after me. You make all that worth it. That's why you still make videos, despite everything, all of this... Because your fans make it all worthwhile."
"How do you always know what to say?"
"I'm pretty cool like that, I guess."
"Yeah, I guess you are."
Okay so once again I have no idea how to end this. But it's late and I'm so tired so this is gonna have to do.
Love you all.
