bet | grayson dolan

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KIANNA'S POINT OF VIEW ;

i just got back from visiting ethan, his clearly sick because he didn't move an inch when I got there.

and now Im laying on my bed, as my mind goes over everything.

my phones buzzes, bringing me from my thoughts.

Grayson :
hey, Ki. wanna go somewhere?.

me:
gray! I have so much to do.

Grayson :
that can wait, I'm already outside.

i giggle, shaking my head as I hear knocks echo through the house

i quickly jump off of the bed as I run towards my dressing table.

i quickly brush my waist-lengethed hair.

leaving my face natural, I quickly run down the stairs, swinging the door open.

"hello." I smile, as I see grayson appear behind the door.

"hey," he smiles, rubbing the back of his neck.

"come in." I say, pointing behind me.

i step aside for him to walk in, "why thank you." grayson cheesily says.

i let out a giggle, while slamming the door shut.

"where we going, gray?" I question.

"you not finding out, just dress in a bikini." he smirks, making me nod my head nervously.

"I'll be back." I said, walking up the stairs.

"ill be waiting!" he yells, making me giggle.

i push open the door and quickly run to my closet.

digging through my bikinis I finally pull out a white bikini that I bought at the beggining of summer.

i still haven't worn it yet, so I have to pull of the tag.

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"readyyy." I sing, while walking down the stairs.

"you look nice." grayson smiles, looking me up and down.

I've got on blue washed, high waisted shorts and a white tank top.

"let's go." he says, getting of the couch.

i grab the house keys from the table, before leading us out.

Grayson walks over to his bronco while I close up.

pulling open the passanger, I hop in.

"can I play music?" I ask, pointing to the aux.

"yes, sure." he says, starting the car.

i plug my phone into the aux, playing Eminem.