You're Different (a Greyson Chance and Cody Simpson Fanfiction)

Chapter 20

AUTHORS NOTE THINGY:

SOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOORRRRRRRRRRRRYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYY!!!!!

I just realized I haven't posted in like forever!

Gahhhh.

And I can't even use the while 'busy with family for the holidays' shit everyone says cuz Chanukah passed weeks ago.

Man I suck some serious man parts :/

Dedicated to KelseyChance because she likes cupcakes. #truthbetold

Don't think that's a valid reason? Go flip a table or something for all I care.

l___l \(￣。￣ \ )

My sad emoji of someone flipping a table ⬆⬆⬆

Um Yurp.

And thanks for the 1.5K reads.

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"Oh Grey... We're so fucked up," she muttered into my shirt, pausing in between her statements. "Yeah, can't argue with that," I murmured, nuzzling my nose into her soft hair, sighing contently once comfortable. I heard her say something, but the sound was muffled by my shirt. "What was that?" I asked softly. She repeated, but I still couldn't understand her. Jess lifted her head up and peered at me through her overgrown auburn bangs. "You lost me once Chance. It's not happening again," she proclaimed, a small smirk playing on her lips.

"Besides...," she started, taking her coat and shoes off. "He's not gonna try and make a move on me," she finished, stretching like she always does before bed. "How can you be so sure?" I ask, my anger starting to boil again, as I clench my hands into fists and grind my teeth together.

"'Cuz he's gay," she said simply, overturning the sheets of the bed and slipping in, patting the spot next to her, gesturing for me to join her. I never thought those would be the three words coming from her mouth that lite my world up, but they were, instead of the 'I love you' I'd always expected it to be.

~~~~~ Next morning bitches~~~ (and I changed it from a your across to England to one across Europe you may now go flip another table)

"Ahhh!" she screeches as I entangle my icy cold feet with hers to wake her up. "Dude!" she groans/ exclaims, before rubbing her eyes like she always does after just waking up, to help her eyes adjust to the newfound brightness. "Yes?" I ask, playing dumb. She sends a glare my way before snuggling back into the sheets, letting out a huff of air. "Jess...," I say, my volume in between a whisper and regular talking. "We gotta get up," I tell her, a groan escaping her parted lips.

"Nooooooooo......," she groans, burying her nose into the fabric of my shirt and clutching my arm like it's a teddy bear. Yugggghhhhh. Why does she do this to me?! " I curse silently, slipping out of the sheets. "Greyy!" she calls out, but I shush her. "Just go to sleep baby girl," opening the bedroom door, closing it behind me. I run my hands up and down my face trying to bring heat to it before walking out into the living space where we had kept our luggage.

** Jess' POV.**

I bolt upright suddenly, awakening from my slumber. My eyes bulge out of my head when I find I'm not still in the hotel room. HAVE I BEEN KIDNAPPED?!?! Wait, no. Greyson's here. He's been kidnapped too?! Waitttt.... We're on a plane.

Nevermind...

Wait. A PLANE?!?! Da fuq?

I really can sleep through anything.