In Between (Gracie Abrams Oneshots)

Incorrect Quotes

Y/n: I think I'm dating Gracie.

Taylor: What?

Y/n: I'm not sure. It's just a possibility, I could be wrong.

Taylor: But how? When?

Y/n: Well, we spent the entirety of yours and Travis' wedding together and it was really nice, and we had a good time. We laughed a lot and we ate and then we danced.

Taylor: Danced? How? Was it a fast dance? Slow dance?

Y/n: It was a slow dance. A waltz. Gracie can waltz.

Taylor: Gracie can waltz?

Y/n, maliciously: Gracie can waltz.

Taylor: Look how you just said 'Gracie can waltz'.

Y/n: What? I'm just saying, I'm surprised that Gracie can waltz.

Taylor: That sounded more like 'I'm surprised I still have my clothes on.

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Y/n: Hey, wanna take a shower with me?

Gracie: There's a gun in the nightstand beside the bed.  If I ever say no to that question, I want you to take it out and shoot me because I have obviously gone crazy.

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Gracie: I don't need to go to bed. I'm not tired.

Y/n: But Gracie, I'll be so lonely without you. Come curl up in my arms so I can feel whole again.

Gracie: O-oh. Well. Are you trying to seduce me into healthy sleeping patterns?

Y/n: Is it working?

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Y/n: Since we're in a relationship now, your clothes are my clothes too. Don't ask me why I have your shit on. This is our shirt.

Gracie: Fine, but when I come in wearing your fuzzy socks I don't wanna hear shit.

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Y/n: I'm proud to identify as morosexual. I'm attracted to dumbasses and dumbasses exclusively. Someone asked me what the Spanish word for tortilla was once, and I dream of kissing her under the moonlight.

Gracie: What kind of animal is Pink Panther?

Y/n, already taking her clothes off: God, Gracie, You're so fucking stupid

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Gracie: Y/n, you do remember when we agreed we'd be better off as friends, right?

Y/n, naked in Gracie's bed: No, I absolutely do not.

Gracie, already taking off her clothes: Fuck.. me neither.

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Gracie: We should get you to a doctor immediately. What if it happens again, and there isn't anyone around to help you? What if it's congenital? Was it me? Did I hurt you?

Y/n: You realize any other person that made their partner pass out in bed would simply be proud of themselves, right?

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Gracie: Come to dinner tonight. I can't cook but I'll bring heaps of wine.

Y/n: Marry me.