Grant's POV:
It's been three weeks since Devyn got put in the hospital. I've been sitting in my room staring at the ceiling ever since. Grayson has been bothering me too. He keeps asking me if I'll play cars or Lego's with him. It's very annoying. I keep telling him I'll play with him later but I never do. But yet he keeps asking and asking even though he knows I'm not. I haven't been this long without being, seeing or even taking to Devyn. It's been terrible. I miss her so much. I'm worried. What if she's dead? What if during the surgery something went wrong? Everyday I've been tempted to go up to Zach and beat him just like he did with Devyn. I kept thinking and thinking about stuff.
'I think I'm over thinking' I think 'I mean she's a strong girl. She's the toughest girl I know. I mean if we dated I think that she would be the man in the relationship.' I smile slightly. 'Oh my god. Am I smiling?! I'M ACTUALLY SMILING I HAVEN'T SMILED IN THREE WEEKS OH MY GOSH I CAN'T BELI-' Right as I was thinking of how happy I was that I was actually smiling I got interrupted by a knock. I groan. Grayson can you stop?!
"Grayson I'll play with you later!"
Right after I said that my door opened. I sit up, staring at the doorway. I couldn't believe it.
"Devyn?"
