Getting Closer

Not A Date

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Here is a Special Chapter, It's only Greyson's Point of View. I hope you guys enjoy it . I'm sorry for the late update. I'm so slow I know...

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Chapter 14

"Not A Date"

*Greyson's POV *

What does Lauren doing here? I think she wants to come inside but, still haven't noticed my presence...

The ironic thing is that my stomach ached all of sudden.

I shouldn't have passed out with the milk thing on the coffee. Althought, it was delicious.

A loud 'Ding Dong' was heard all over the house.

"Greyson could you open the door, dear?"

Uh-Oh ,Greyson.

"Mom I can't 'cause..'cause I'm hurring to the bathroom. My belly hurts badly sorry, I can't."

I ran upstairs, but I held myself for a second for a response.

No answer...

"Oh, Lauren ! How have you been?" Oh Lord, she entered through the back door.

I twisted the bathroom's door knob, and entered inside.

" Please,Take a seat ,Lauren" I heard mom say. "How are Mrs. and Mr. Westephalen?

"They are great, we are helping in the Food Fair preparations. Even do we're on July.

Well, I heard Greyson came back, How is him? Oh, and were is him?" Lauren's chatty mouth could talk all of that in seconds...

-"He said he had to go to the bathroom, mabey something he ate caused him .I guess he is still in there."

It seemed as if mom's soft tone calmly lowered Lauren's hyperactivity a little.

-"Oh, do you think he's taking a long time?"

-"I'm not sure what really happened so, I think he'll take his time."

-"Okay."

-"Well here's the tv control, if you get bored waiting."

-"Thank you."

I pushed the toilet's flush button, and closed the lid.

She's waiting for me...I got this type of rush feeling inside.

If I'm never forgetting her. Of what she did.

Greyson, you're mature enough to face your dilemas.

I stopped myself, and asked : What to be afraid of?

It's just Lauren. Lauren...The girl who broke my heart and re-killed it. The one who said that she loved me, when she didn't. The one who only approched of me. The liar who pushed me to a wall of harsh words the hurted as I felt on the cold ground of saddness.