I went through my closet and nodded. "Dead serious. I looked it up after we left and we were nominated."
"This is the best thing I've heard. Excuse me while I go and vote for you guys about 100 times before I make myself dinner." Paris laughs. I turned to her.
"I don't think Ethan even knows. And even then who knows, he probably will think it's stupid." I mumbled as I grabbed a black crop top, and a red flannel.
"Hey, didn't Ethan buy that like, 2 years ago?" Paris pointed out, to the flannel.
I stared down at the flannel and I heard her cackle. "This is why you guys were nominated." And she walked out.
I rolled my eyes as I closed my bedroom door and stripped off my clothes and put on the croptop, some maroon ripped jeans, and then the flannel.
I rolled up the sleeves, up to my elbows, as I walked out of my bedroom, into the livingroom.
"Okay, we're leaving!" I yelled, as Olivia got up from her seat on the couch.
"Alright, see you later!" Paris yells from her room.
We walked out of the apartment and towards the staircase. "What did your sister think about the nomination?" Olivia asked.
"She was overly excited about it." I say.
"Can't blame her. Everyone has been waiting for it. Even me!" Olivia says.
Sometimes I completely forget that a few weeks ago, Olivia ran up to us and asked us for a picture.
"Well, whatever happens, happens." I say.
We walked into the parking garage and towards my car.
"Everyone seems to be very excited about it. So that's a positive!" She says.
I laughed as I unlocked my car and she walked over towards the passenger door.
"Again whatever happens, will happen."
We walked into the house, as the sun began setting.
"How many parties are thrown during the week?" Olivia asked.
"At least 2 a week." I answered.
I looked over to my left and I saw Ethan in a black t-shirt and a black snapback, holding a red solo cup.
His head turned over and our eyes met. He smiled over at me and I grabbed Olivia's hand.
"They're over here." We walked over towards them and Grayson instantly smiled at the sight of Olivia, which I found so freaking cute.
"Hey!" Grayson wrapped his arm around her waist as pressed a kiss into her cheek.
"God they're so cute." I tell Ethan. Ethan shrugged and tossed his arm over my shoulders.
"We're cuter because we're nominated for an award." He says taking a sip of his drink.
"Oh god, I heard about that. Madison told me." I say. He grinned.
"I'm not mad about it. We're gonna win too. Everyone on twitter and instagram are going insane!" He says.
"Paris is for sure voting." I say.
"I am too." He says. I laughed.
"You're actually voting for us?" I asked. He nodded.
"Fuck yeah I am! Why wouldn't I? It'll be cool." He says. I shrugged.