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Fight {Grayson}

No, no, no, no, no. This can't be happening! Why the hell is there a picture of me kissing Luke Hemming's (Just cause I got feels for him)?!

I threw my phone at the edge of my queen sized bed, running a hand through my hair, frustrated.

What would Grayson think? I didn't even kiss him. I've only met him once, and I was with my friend the whole time.

Minutes of thinking and bashing myself I heard the door slam downstairs. Shit, what if thats Gray?

Of course its Gray.

"Y/N?!" I heard him call.

My breath hitched, preparing myself for what's about to happen. I got off the bed, opening the room door and making my way downstairs to a pissed off Grayson.

"What the hell, Y/N?!" He shouted,
once he saw me.

"I didn't kiss him." I said, calmly.

"Lying, slut!" He yelled.

Bish whet?

"Excuse me?" I said, schocked.

"You're a slut!" He yelled.

"And you're a man whore, but you don't see me complaining asshole." I put my hands on my hips.

"You know what?! I can't believe you actually cheat on me after I gave you everything!" He shouted.

"I didn't kiss him!" I shouted.

"Yes you did! There is no denying it!" He shouted, shaking his head.

"Why don't you fucking listen, and stop shouting at me?" I said, squinting my eyes.

"Get the hell out! You fucking slut! I hate you, get out my face!" Grayson shouted, not regretting anything.

"Grayso-"

"No! Just get the hell out!" He shouted.

I shook my head and walked past him, going to the door and opening it slowly. I looked back at Gray, he looked at me and shook his head.

"I didn't kiss him." I mumbled, before leaving the house and spamming the door shut.

*End of flashback*
<Grayson's POV>

"I can't believe she cheated on me." I shook my head.

"I can't believe you actually think she cheated on you." Ethan muttered.

My head shot towards him, "Excuse me?" I growled.

"She didn't kiss, Luke. Can't you tell? Its a cropped picture, its her kissing you but its cropped to be Luke." He explained.

I pulled out my phone and went to my camera roll, looking at the picture. Ethan is right. Its cropped.

Fuck! What the hell, Gray?!

"Oh my god." I breathed out.

"Yep." Ethan nodded his head. "I'm gonna go. You, my friend, better make it up to her." He patted my back, leaving the house.

I dialed Y/n's number, quickly putting it to my ear. It went to voicemail.

"This is Y/n- Grayson stop!" She laughed. "This is Y/n, please-" She was interrupted by laughing. My laugh. "Just leave a message." She laughed, and then a beeping noise went through my ears.

"Um, Y/n. Its me, Gray. I really, really need to talk to you. Please call me back when you can, I love you, always will and always have. I'm sorry. Please call back, baby girl." I then hung up, a tear escaped my eye.

That voicemail. I remember. It was the day we had our first lazy day together while dating. I smiled at the memory, man I love her.

I hate myself for hurting her. Last night was already a bad night and finding out the way I did just made my mood worse. I don't mean anything I said to Y/n.

I love her. She's not a slut. And I again, love her. My phone rang and I answered it quickly.

"Hello!" I asked, eagerly to see if its Y/n.

"Hey, its Y/n." Her breath hitched a little.

"Baby! Oh god, please come over! I'm sorry, just come over please!" I beg.

"I'll be over in fifteen." She said.

"Ok. Stay safe, I love you!" I said, and waited for her to say she loved me too.

"Bye." She said, and hung up.

She didn't say it back. Fuck, I hate myself! I sat back down on the couch, waiting for the love of my life to come over and hopefully forgive me. My phone started ringing, I picked it up.

"Hello?" I asked.

"Grayson?! I'm sorry." Said a male voice.

<One week later>

She's still breathing. Thats a good thing, she might make it, the doctors know nothing! I was sitting on the chair beside the hospital bed, Y/n was laying in.

She looked so pale, with cuts on her face, a bruise on her right arm, near her wrist. I sighed, looking at her body. It was heartbreaking.

Y/n stirred in her sleep, making me shoot up from my seat. Hoping she was waking up and going to call a nurse, but her eyes didn't open.

"Y/n, I know you can do this. Its my fault, it really is. I know you didn't kiss Luke, Ethan made me realize it, and I'm sorry baby girl. I love you." I kissed her forehead, a tear rolling down my cheek.

"Grayson?" Her voice was scratchy, and weak.

"Y/n?! Oh god! I-its me, baby! I'm here!" I held her hand tightly.

She grinned, "Why hello." She turned her head to face me.

"Hello, darling." I smile.

"I love you too." She said, stroking my cheek.

"Don't leave me." I cried.

"Graybae, please don't cry. I love you, and I'll never leave you. A few cuts and bruises wont keep us apart." She cooed, wiping away my tears.

I leaned down, closing my eyes, ready for the sparks to hit. As soon as I felt her soft, plump lips on mine there was a zoo in my stomach.

Our lips moved in sync and I placed my hand on her cheek, cupping her face and deepening the kiss. She pulled away and smiled at me.

"You're cute." She blurted out.

I chuckle, "You're adorable." She blushes.

A/N: Cool🦄