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After hanging out with Tessa for a while Grayson and I head to the park again, as it's right near the hotel. 
                          
"Up for a game of basketball?" Grayson asks. 
                          
"Sure, if you can find a ball." I laugh. 
                          
"There's a stall." Grayson chuckles, handing in a couple dollars for a ball.  
                          
"Confession." I state. "I can't play basketball." 
                          
"Then how about I kiss you instead?" Grayson asks, pulling my hips towards him and kissing me. 
                          
"I don't want to share you." Grayson tells me. 
                          
"I know." I smile. 
                          
* * * * 
                          
Grayson takes me back to the hotel room. "Three of us can't stay here." I state. "I can't stay here, I'll go home, you guys bond or something." 
                          
I shove my stuff into my bag and turn to the door. "I'm only staying for a day, I have a return ticket." Grayson says. 
                          
"Then why did you come for a few hours?" I ask. 
                          
"I knew I'd get you back in that time." Grayson replies. 
                          
"Well I'm not staying here on my own, that's pretty pathetic." Ethan scoffs, throwing a few things into his bag. 
                          
"I bought an extra ticket for you Kristen." Grayson says, handing it to me. "I guess you can see if there are any seats left on the plane." 
                          
"I'm sure there will be." 
                          
The tension in the room right now is so thick I could cut it with a knife. I nervously bite my lip, hoping nothing will escalate. Sheepishly, I look up at Ethan before walking out the room with Grayson following. 
                          
It's not just his looks, it's the daringness of his personality but Grayson gives me so much more. You're probably frustrated at me for not being able to make up my mind, but could you really choose between them either? 
                          
Boarding the plane, I strap my seatbelt on and wait for takeoff. "I have to ask." I say to Grayson. "Why send me on the trip with Ethan if you were going to fly out and win me back anyway?" 
                          
"If I couldn't win you back then you and Ethan had something, if I could then there was nothing." Grayson says. 
                          
"As soon as I told you something had happened you made your way here, you didn't give us enough chance to see." 
                          
"Kristen, I love you. And from loving you I can tell you that if you love someone you only need an hour to know." He explains. "Like when you first came over, we had that moment on the sofa." 
                          
"Guess there was a seat after all." Ethan smirks, settling down on the row behind us. Again, tensions grew. 
                          
"I'm going to sleep. Wake me up if we land, don't if we crash." I say, pulling an eye mask over my eyes. 
                          
* * * * 
                          
I wake up to Grayson gently shaking me; my head is on his shoulder and he's smiling down at me. "We're home." He states. 
                          
"Oh." I smile, sitting up. 
                          
"You were dreaming about me weren't you?" Ethan smirks, leaning over the chairs. "It would explain the drool." 
                          
"There was no drool." Grayson snaps, pulling both of our hand luggages off the cabinets and handing me mine. 
                          
With that, we were home. School was starting in less than a week and maybe, just maybe the drama will stay at bay. But I seriously doubt it.