They Don't Know About Us

Chapter 26

A/N: It's Fridayyyyyy (for me anyway).

This is probably my worst chapter yet, sorry. It's also unedited which makes it even worse.

I'll definitely come back to it later to fix up. Right now, I'm so busy this week that I barely am getting this chapter in.

So I hope you somewhat enjoy this chapter ~

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Grace's POV

I had planned out a speech for this moment. The moment that had been waiting for me.

He'd done everything wrong to hurt me, break down each barrier, and hearing the people around me tell me that he was hooking up with some girl every night made me realise that everything that had happened was real. This wasn't some dream.

It wasn't even the bitchy type of girls at school who would say these things; it was the nice girls. The ones you trusted. Then there was the girls who actually had the experience of making out and/or sleeping with Chris that made you realise that he doesn't care.

He probably never did care.

I wasn't okay with it. I knew it and so did everyone else around me.

But Chris acted like none of it ever happened. As if he wanted me back. Deep down though I knew this was part of his plan. He just wanted to try and get with every girl in the school.

I don't want to be with someone like that.

Thinking that for once you did matter is the best feeling in the world. Someone wants to spend time with you doing all the cute things like cuddling, watching movies while it rained outside, little kisses in between class, that most couples did.

Being one of those couples, I felt almost like I belonged or even fitted in with everyone else. I wasn't that loner girl who couldn't get a boyfriend. The girl that guys didn't even want to associate with.

I know I have Jake and Chase. They are guys that are a part of my life. But Chase and Harley were always obsessed with each other so talking to Chase wasn't anything special. We were just friends.

I thought Jake and I were just friends too, but maybe not. I knew that I had a small crush on my best friend. (That best friend being Jake by the way, not Harley). But what would that change even if I liked him earlier on?

You will always find yourself liking someone. But not every time you realise you like them are they going to magically know that you to and confess some undying love for you.

Guys tend to like the prettier girls. The girls who know they are pretty and don't have to try to fit in because everyone loves them and they're well... perfect.

Me? I was nowhere near perfect. Which is why no one ever considered liking me. It was a joke to go ask out the fat, ugly girl because it was funny when for a moment she thought someone may have some tiny interest in her, but realise it's a dare when everyone nearby starts laughing.

That's all I was to Chris. A joke. A dare. Someone that didn't matter.

This was why I knew I had to break up with him. Technically, we both knew we weren't together anymore but I needed to clarify it to him so that he knew there was not even the slightest chance that I would go back to him.

I'm pretty sure I still do like him. He was my first boyfriend after all. Sadly, I'd probably remember him for the rest of my life.

I wouldn't call it a mistake, even though most would say that seeing he was just using me. But when he hadn't pushed me too far yet, he did make me happy. He always was trying to make me feel special.