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pulling the towel around my body, I let out a hum.

"that was nice." I turn around, looking at gray who just got out the shower- holding a cheeky smirk, "when isn't it." he chuckles, grabbing the other towel.

he pulls out around his waist, causing my eyes to follow his hands.

his bare figure before me causes my legs to turn jelly and my body to freeze.

i look up at him again, only causing him to have a bigger smirk.

shaking my head, I let out a huff. "Fuck you, Dolan." I mutter, walking out the door.

His laughter fills the room, forming a scowl on my face- soon turning into a smile.

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"what do you want to do on our last day, gorgeous?" grayson questions, once we both ready.

our last day at Miami.

A frown forms on my lips, realizing that we soon going to be back in reality.

"don't worry, we'll be back!" he chuckles, pushing open the hotel door.

he always seems to know a way of making me feel so much better.

A smile form's on my lips, "I was thinking we go for-" before I can finish my sentence he finishes it for me.

"ice-cream?"

I let out a squeal, walking over to him by the door while nodding my head repeatedly.

"yes! and then we can go skating!" I smile, walking out the door.

once grayson was by my side, he clutches onto my head-intertwining mine with his.

"anything for my baby to enjoy her last day."

my smile widens.

I honestly love this boy so much.

"thanks gray." I whisper, making him shake his head.

"no need to thank me."

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Grayson and I make our way onto the rink.

we just had ice-cream and now we about to start skating.

"gray, I'm scared!" I nervously laugh, as I watch him make his onto the rink.

"you've done this before." grayson rolls his eyes.

"yes! over a year ago." I say, carefully going onto the rink.

"give me your hand." he speaks, putting his hand out for me to grab onto.

and that's exactly what I do, grab onto his hand-tightly.

"not that tight!" he chuckles, pulling me closer, then adding "stop being a baby, you've done this before." and then "unless this is only an excuse for me to hold you."

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