I lost track of time.
The only thing that I know is that the sky is dark and the air is getting cooler and cooler every seconds.
And I'm so tired.
But I refuse to close my eyes. Not there, not on the twins trampoline.
I have to go home.
I have to take my meds and go to sleep...
"Hey." I suddenly heard someone say next to me.
I turned my head the best I could.
"Hey." I said back.
"You look very tired, do you want to stay the night ?" He asked me, his fingers gently caressing my cheeks.
I smiled tenderly at him.
"No." I murmured. "My dad is waiting for me, I have to go home."
I don't even know what I'm saying right now.
He is not even home.
Mao ? Stop.
I just want to sleep.
I want to close my eyes so bad.
"Okay come on, let's go then." I heard Ethan say. "Emma and Gray will just have to wait."
"Let me say goodnight first, go to the car I'll be there in a minute." I told him, making my way to the studio.
I watch Ethan go to his car, lost in my mind.
I want to sleep so bad.
What time is it ?
Oh, Grayson and Emma, right. I have to say goodnight.
What time is it in New-York ? Is my mom sleeping right now ?
I should probably call her to ask her.
I hope James knows I love him.
Do you think Ethan is bored alone in his car while waiting for me ?
I walked in the studio and saw Emma laying on the purple couch and Grayson trying to work a camera in the corner of the room.
"Are you leaving ?" Grayson asked.
"Are you leaving right now ?" He asked me again.
"I came to say goodnight." I told him.
"Give me a hug." He said, walking towards me.
He took me in his arm and I tried my best to hug him back, even if my arms were too small and his back and shoulders too large.
We stayed like that a few minutes. And when he went to free himself, I hold him firmly in my arms. Not letting him go.
"You're okay ?" Grayson asked.
"Yes." I answered in a breath.
Is that tears I can feel on my cheeks ?
Why am I crying ?
It's just a hug Mao, you're too sensitive.
I finally let go of him. And when I did so, Gray took my head in his hand and wiped my tears with his thumbs.
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Ethan had his life all planned. He knew who he was, he knew what he loved, he had everything he ever wanted. But then he met Mao. And everything changed. And sometimes the most beautiful things hurt the most. - COMPLETED -