Chapter 11

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Grace's POV

Tyler and Troye are coming today to talk to Grace about something. Troye seemed pretty frantic on the phone, so Grace was really worried. The minute she started to freak out, she heard a knock at the door. She ran to the door, and opened it. "Hey Grace." Troye said. "How are you?" "I'm pretty freaked out because I don't know why you seemed so frantic on the phone." "Is someone hurt." "Grace, no one's hurt." "Then what's wrong?" "It's Hannah." "Shit."
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With tears running down her face, Grace attempts to muttered out the words, "Is she in the hospital?" "No, no, no." "Let me explain." "Hannah thought you were in Maine." "So she went, but, she bumped into Chester." "Then where is he?" "Well, Chester asked Hannah why she was there." "But, she called him an asshole and kicked him in the balls." "But then he ran." Right when he was just about to finish, the phone rang. Grace then got up, and picked up at the last ring. "What do you want Chester?" "I'm not in Maine." Chester whispers. "I know someone told you." "I'm sorry. I should have just walked away and never dated you!" Grace yelled. "But, I love you too much to let you go." "That's why I'm going to find you. I love you Chester." "Okay?" But the line was silent. "I love you too." The minute he hung up, Grace booked a flight to Maine and packed her suitcase. "Troye, tell Zoella, that our collaboration has been cancelled today. Or for a month." "Bye, Troye." "Grace!" "Wait." But Troye was too late, she had already driven off. But, as she declined the speed limit, a truck came barreling into her. "I love you Chester. I really do."

Guys, I'm NOT going to kill Grace off, I promise.
(By the way, this chapter is pretty shitty.)

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