Grayson And Love |Grayson Dolan|

29: Oscar

"so, what are you doing for your birthday this year then?" my mum asked down the phone,

"I'm in Jersey," I said to her as I pulled everything out of the boot of Ethan's car,

"the Channel Island?" she asked me confused,

"what? No... the state," I said laughing,

"oh... and then you and Grayson go off to Paris for the..." she stopped,

"for the what?"

"week." She said bluntly,

"oh, yeah... we go for the week." I said with my finger in my ear because the sound of the noisy airport drop-off was drowning my phone call.

"I really need to go now," I said as Grayson started tapping his watch, "I'll see you when I get there." I said to her and then hung up the phone call.

"okay, have you got everything?" Grayson asked me as I hectically pulled my bag onto the walkway,

"yes. I have everything." I said feeling rushed,

Grayson sighed, "I'm going to miss you so much."

"it's a month and then we have two amazing weeks together." I said to him,

"I know but still."

I pulled him in for a hug, said I loved him and then hugged Ethan goodbye too, "see you in jersey my boys!" I said happily to them,

"woohoo!" Grayson shouted as I walked off and waved them both goodbye.

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"so, we move into the new house in ten weeks," my mum told me as she drove me back from the airport, "do you think you and the twins will be able to come down to help us move in?"

"I think so, it depends if I can take the time off of work or not," I shrugged,

"you know... that job isn't good for you,"

"I know but I get lots of money so it's the best I can do and it has been my dream for forever." I said to her,

"why don't you start doing what the twins do?" she suggested,

"you mean YouTube? No way! I can't just copy all of their work..." I laughed,

"well, that blogging channel of yours has half a million followers."

"it's vlogging, with a V and they're subscribers." I corrected her,

"you know what I mean." She brushed off.

"anyway... I'll think about it."

"or at least just start it up again..." she said to me.

"how is dad?" I asked her as I wanted to stop the conversation about my career there,

"he's fine, he's off to Luxembourg tomorrow for work... and I have to go Belgium as well." She said pulling a strange face,

"so, you're both leaving me?" I said pouting,

"at least you can look after the dog."

"you got a dog!" I exclaimed,

"yeah, you're going to love him... he's a rescue."

"how long are you away for?" I asked her,

"your dad is away for four weeks and I am away for four as well" She sighed,

"that's so sad." I said to her, "I'll get over it." I brushed off.

Just like that (and another twenty minutes of driving) we arrived home.

I hauled my bag through to the hallway and noticed that some things were already in boxes on the floor. I walked through to the living room to see my dad getting up from a chair,

"hi sweetheart," he said as he pulled me into a hug,
"hi dad," I said as I returned the hug,
"have a good flight?" he asked me,

"as good as night flights can be," I shrugged,

"listen, I'm sorry that I have to leave tomorrow, it was a last-minute choice." He said condoling me,

"honestly, it's fine... don't worry about it." I reassured him.

Just like that, I heard thumps coming from the back door and as the door was pushed open, in ran an old English Sheepdog which jumped up at me and licked my face until it was dripping.

"aww," I cooed,

"this is Oscar." My dad said as he ruffled his fur, "you and himare going to be the best of friends for the next six weeks," he said to me before patting me on the back and sitting back down on the chair.

How was I going to get any work done with this dog?