Close to You | Gracie Abrams

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SO it goes, Aven made her way home after dropping Alison back home with her parents for the weekend. She rummaged through her purse looking for her apartment keys but instead came across the receipt that Gracie had written on the back of. Her lips tugged on the side and formed a full smile remembering the kind brunette.

213-895-xxxx
text me
    -Gracie A <3

(text messages)
Unknown

Whats a cat's favorite tv show?
Claw and order!!
Sorry that was terrible but
Hey this is Aven from the airport
Id love to grab a coffee w you
To thank you for being so kind

What did the cat ask for for christmas?
a PURRcussion set
Hey Aven its gracie
thanks for offering
I would love to too
Im free wednesday morning?

Purrrfect
Sorry ill stop w the puns now
But that works for me, see you then :)

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WEDNESDAY morning eventually rolled around and Aven found herself with half her closet on the floor and still no outfit picked out. She didn't want to overdress but also didn't want to look like she did an outfit swap with a homeless person. She so desperately wanted to impress Gracie as she had felt a little, tiny, barely even there, spark of warmness every time she thought of the brunette. She most definitely did not scream into a pillow everytime the two talked, which was quite often in the past few days. So she ended up deciding on a causaly outfit and quickly stuffed the clothing that was laid on her floor back into her closet and made her way to where they had agreed to meet.

"Hey, I hope I'm not too tardy to the party." Aven immediately blushed out of embarrassment from saying that, sharing a quick hug with the other girl.

"No no, you're all good. Glad you could make it."

The two girls settled in at a table by the back corner in the cozy cafe after getting their orders, which Aven insisted on paying for. Conversation flowed easily just like it had in the messages along with laughter and quick touches.

"There's absolutely no way you actually did that. Gracie, that's like even worse than me!"

"Yeah I know!! I did and I liked died dead, It was so bad–"

"Hey sorry i gotta take this call, i'll be quick it's Alison's mom."

(on the phone)
"Hi Mrs. Kramer, how are you doing?"

"I'm doing well, sweetheart. Thank you for asking, but I do need a favor from you."

"Yeah, what can I help you with?"

"Something suddenly came up and Maison and I need to leave for a bit. Can you come watch Alison, you can stay at our house for the time being and I'll pay extra. Sorry I know this is really sudden."

"Oh yeah, sure, it's no problem. Should I head over now?"

"If you can, take your time. Thank you so much Taylor. I'll see you later."

"Of course, see you in a bit."

(End of phone call)
Gracie cocked an eyebrow at the girl who just hung up the phone, trying not to eavesdrop but hearing bits and pieces. "So...Taylor?"

"Uh yeah, my real first name. Named after someone in my family... surprise?..."

"That's actually so cool. Who you named after? I always thought your middle name would be Gracie after little Miss Alison said something about us sharing the same name."

"Haha okay Miss self centered, but I gotta run. The Kramers need me to sit for Alison, I'm so sorry to cut this short, we can do this again though?"

"Of course, did you drive here?" Gracie asked, trying to stall a little bit of time and a possible excuse to be with the brunette longer.

"Nope, walked here, not that far from where I'm staying but I'll just take a cab to the Kramers."

"Wait, I can drive you. Of course only if you want."

Aven nodded her head and thanked her as she gracefully took up Gracie's offer. The two girls filed into Gracie's car and conversation flowed naturally once again. The short thirteen minute drive was enough for Aven to confirm that they actually did share a name. Madigan. Taylor Aven Madigan and Gracie Madigan Abrams. Both having a nice ring to it, though Aven would never admit it to Gracie's face because she liked to tease her and see the slight blush that formed on her perfect face.

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