Never Meant To Be: yet another Scarian fic

You Can't Tell Anyone

Sorry, this one's short :)

Grian's Perspective-

"I still can't believe you wanted to keep that phone." Jimmy said, resting his hands behind his head.

"Hm?" Grian hummed, snapping out of his thoughts.

"Are you okay, Grian? You've been acting really weird today."

"Oh, yeah I'm okay."

Jimmy raised an eyebrow.

"You sure?"

Grian nodded.

"Still thinking about that phone thing?"

"I guess."

The truth was, Grian was thinking about the kid finding his phone.

He put a note in the notes app, asking Scar to meet him later that day.

I need to make sure he hasn't told anyone about me. If he has, my kind could be in danger.

"How did it work anyway?"

"You entered a passcode and there was so much stuff to do. Like pictures and videos. Games, a weird texting app. So much!"

Jimmy laughed.

"Grian, do you want to stay for dinner?"

Grian and Jimmy turned around and saw Jimmy's mother.

"Oh, no thanks." Grian said, "I have plans."

"Ooo, with who?" Jimmy asked, bumping into his friend.

Grian rolled his eyes, "It's not like that."

"Well, what is it?"

Grian looked up and saw that Jimmy's mother had walked back inside.

He made sure they were alone before leaning in and whispering something in his ear.

Jimmy's eyes widened.

"You sure?" He asked, his voice cracking ever so slightly.

Grian nodded.

Jimmy bit his lip.

"Are you sure though?" He asked.

"Well, no."

Jimmy looked scared.

"But!" Grian said quickly, "I'm sure it'll be fine."

"Well...good luck."

-

Grian whistled as he moved his feet back and forth on the fence, waiting.

"Oh shoot, did I keep you waiting for a long time?"

Grian jumped and turned around.

Scar put his helmet on his bike and walked over to Grian.

"You wanted to talk?"