5 Things to do Before He turned 18 [Greyson Chance One-Shot]

[Credit goes to Jared Someone]

Okay... This is just a request sooo... 

By popular demand, I'll let you be a main character and be with the amazing, incredible, cute etc. Greyson Chance! (Cue in clapping hands) 

PG-13 because of the bad words and cursing... Don't say I didn't warn you.

Enough of my blabbing, enjoy! 

P.S

I am awesome.

 

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AUGUST 11, 2015 - TUESDAY

 

"I can't believe we're gonna be señiors this coming school year." I said as I stretch my arms wide, hitting my best friend's face in the process. I'm surprised at how he didn't get any reaction to this. Usually he goes berserk and make me face his bare hands. That's funny. 

"Greyson?" I called out. You heard that right. He's my best friend. A pop rock star is my best friend? Yeah... Yeah he is. Cool and weird at the same time, right? Well, I do get that a lot. We're what you call as 'best friends since diapers'. Not my fault my Mom and his mom gets along pretty well. 

"Huh?" He drowsily lifts his eyebrows then turned his head in my direction. Even though this guy is perfect in the eyes of his 'fan girls', I think the opposite. "You say something [YN]?" 

"Nothing." I muttered, resting my head above my arms. We were both sitting at the picnic table in our backyard. It was always like this between the two of us. We share the same brother or sister sort-of-thingy relationship that surpasses the relationship between our own siblings. Weird right?

But I can't deny this weird feeling in my stomach when I stare at his face. Or when he smiles at me. I even get those feelings just thinking about him! That is so wrong! Or is it? 

"So... Somebody's 18th birthday is coming this Sunday." I winked, getting a sigh in response. I cocked my head to the side and examined his face. "What's wrong?" 

"I feel so.... Weird." He muttered as he lifts his head to rest it in his waiting palm. "I don't feel like going 18 just yet." I raised my eyebrow at him in confusion. "Being 18 is being an adult, right?" 

"Yeeeaaah." I slowly nodded. 

"I want to do more things being a teenager. You know... Spend the last 6 days being 17."  He sighed. He rested his head above his arms, copying my place. A long silence enveloped us as we watch the birds chirping in the oak tree in Mrs. Wesson's backyard. 

"So what? You're gonna make a list or something?" I blurted, clearly getting bored of the topic. 

Greyson's eyes widen as I watched his lips twitch into a silly grin. "[YN]!" He exclaimed, grabbing my shoulders.  I made a face that says 'What did I just say?'. "You. Are. A. Genius!"