A little taste of the story ;) Enjoy!
I woke up in Camerons bed. I tried to sit up a little, but my head was spinning so I gave up laid back down. I turned my head to look for my phone and saw it laying on the nightstand. I grabbed it and saw that I had seven missed calls from Grayson and lots of texts as well.
"Hey please call me."
"Are you okay?"
"I'm so worried."
"Where are you?"
"Please answer me Alessia."
"Please call me."
"Are you home?"
"I'm so so sorry."
I dialed his number and he picked up on the first ring.
"Alessia?" He asked a little rushed.
"Yeah hey it's me." My voice was cracking.
"Are you okay?" He asked, again rushed.
"Yes I'm fine. I'm at Camerons place."
"Why didn't Cameron call me?" He asked now frustrated. I heard a door slam in the background.
"Where are you?" I asked him instead of answering his question.
"I'm coming over."
"Is Ethan okay?" I asked. I couldn't help but worry. He couldn't help that any of this happened. It wasn't his fault really.
"He's fine." Grayson still seemed pissed off.
"You know you shouldn't have done that to him." I didn't want to lecture him, but I felt the urge to. For Ethan.
"He didn't have to hit you either! We were both wrong." He said. He took a deep breath and then continued. "I acted on impulse. I wasn't thinking. All I saw was Ethan punch you, and I lost control."
"I understand. I'm sorry this all had to happen." I said. My head was beginning to throb some more. "I'll see you when you get here. I have a headache, I'm gonna rest some."
"I love you." Grayson said. I could hear his stupid smirk through the phone.
"I love you too."