The Story of Us || g.d.

~9~

"I'm going to bed." Grayson gets up from the couch we were sitting on and heads down the hallway. I cough, causing Gray to turn around and eye me. "What?"

"Aren't you going to give me some blankets or something?" I fold my arms and stand up.

"What do you mean?" He looks at me, dumbfounded.

"I mean I'm sleeping on the couch so I need blankets." I frown.

"Oh hun, I thought you were sleeping in my bed." He smirks.

"I was thinking not." I roll my eyes.

"Are you sure? I'd keep you nice and warm. My abs are great to cuddle into as well." He wiggles his eyebrows, causing me to involuntarily smile.

"Shut up. It's 90 degrees outside."

"Come on. I'm too lazy." Gray whines.

"Fine." I follow him to his room and rip the comforter off. "Here." I grab a pillow and throw it at him as well. "Go and sleep on the couch, mister 'I'm too lazy'." I push him through the door and close it, climbing into his comfy bed and letting sleep overcome me.

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"Be quiet. I don't want her beating me up." I hear someone grumble. It sounds distant, so I stir and turn onto my side. "She's waking up!"

"No she's not. Stop being an idiot." Someone else snaps.

I feel something on my cheek, so I lift my hand up to scratch it. My eyes open and I glance at my hand. My fingers are pink.

Pink.

"What the fuck?" I jump up and push past the four teenage boys hysterically laughing. I walk into the bathroom across the hall and look at my reflection in the mirror.

They painted my face. They fucking painting 'i love grayson' on my face in pink and black.

"Is this washable?" I frown at them.

"Nope. It'll be like that forever." Ethan clutches his stomach and laughs.

"Oh, it's on assholes." I roll my eyes and go back into the bathroom, finding a wash cloth and scrubbing my skin raw. After a while of scrubbing I groan at my now ugly face. It's red and discolored from the paint. "Where's my phone?" I lean against the doorway of Grayson's room and raise my eyebrows at them.

"Somewhere." Gray smirks and rocks back and forth.

"Give it."

"Make me." His eyes gleam playfully.

"Ooohhh." Jack smirks.

"Okay." I smile and pull Grayson by his ear.

"Owowoowow." He whines. "Here."

I let go and look at it, noticing a lot of Twitter notifications. "What did you do?"

"Nothing." He shrugged and ran back to the other guys.

I sigh and slide it open, going to Twitter. The recent post was a picture of me sleeping with the paint on and Grayson was with the paintbrush.

"Great." I mutter, opening up my recent texts. Ally texted me saying they landed and my dad texted saying he wanted to talk when I was awake.

I grab my duffel bag from the living room and take out a change of clothes, heading back to the bathroom and changing. I brush my hair and teeth before walking out, the guys staring at me.

"What?"

"Where are you going?" Ethan frowned.

"Nowhere. Well maybe somewhere, I don't know." I shrug.

"Who is Drew?" Grayson asks.

I flinch at the mention of his name. "Why?"

"He texted you. It was incredibly rude." He folds his arms. I roll my eyes and take my phone from his hand, looking at the text. 'Why the hell are you with those douches? We have some unfinished business I think you owe me. Meet me at the Taco Bell.' I swallow hard and turn off the phone, putting it in my back pocket.

"So?"

"What do you mean 'so'? He seems like an asshole." Aaron butts in.

"And?"

"Wait. Don't tell me that's the dude I stopped from practically raping you." Grayson states, his jaw clenched.

"You were almost raped?" Ethan's eyes widen.

"Yes it's him but no. He just tried doing something I didn't want to do." I shrug and walk back to the living room. My shoes are at the door and I slip into them.

"Don't tell me you're going to see him." Grayson grabs my arm.

"I am. Maybe he was under pressure. He had the big game that day." I really want to understand why he did that. I may seem irrational at this point but they don't know Drew like I did. He never would've done that to me. Plus, I don't know what he's gonna do if I don't go.

"If you go, you aren't staying here anymore." Gray states.

"Gray." Ethan snaps.

It comes at me like a stab to the heart, thoughts of my mother flooding back. I swallow back tears forming and scrape up confidence. "Fine. I'll find somewhere else. My dad should be here tomorrow anyways. I can stay on the street."

"No, you're staying with us." Jack shakes his head and glares at Grayson, all the goofiness from earlier dissipating.

"I'm going, I'm sorry. If I still have a place here, great. If I don't, I'll find somewhere else." I open their door and step out.

"Trinity! What if he hurts you?" Grayson is now following me.

"I don't know, okay? Maybe he will. Maybe he won't. I just need to see what's up with my friend and why he did what he did. My mother is missing for God's sake. I'm out of my mind, maybe." I argue.

"At least let me come and be in the back so I can save you." He grabs my hand.

"You can't save everyone, Grayson. Sometimes you have to experience things in order to be stronger. I need to do this alone." I turn and walk into the elevator, pressing the button. "If you hate me, I understand. If you don't, I'll be back later." The doors close, leaving me with the image of his distressed face.

I'm scared. I don't even know why I'm meeting him. I guess I'm a sucker for answers.

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A/N: So I know that was short but I may update again real soon. It depends what I am doing and that such. this week was soo long omfg i h8 school, as if yall didn't already know. but dolan twin tuesdays are my life. its also october which means halllooooweeen omfg i luv halloween. it's lyfe. okay that was bad soorry. have a gr8 weekend if i don't update before its over.

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