a-n; written by me; fvckmethan ;) follow me cuz i'm gucci and so are you so obviously, we're great together
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•Grayson's POV•
I was walking in halls, everyone was chuckling at me like i was some joke. It somehow affected me, what was going on? These people have no right to laugh at me like this!
Angry, i scoff and look at some people in disgust, i walked a tad faster. Once i reached Aaron's locker, he laughed nervously.
"What?" I asked.
"Dude, when were you going to tell me you're friends with...Max?" He whispered her name.
"What?! Ew! Why would i be friends with that whore?!" I scoff.
"Because you both had dinner with her family." He glared at me and Ethan.
To be honest, i don't want to be her friend. I want to be her boyfriend. I lightly blushed at the thought of holding her hand and kissing her, drowning her in compliments.
"I told you, Aaron! It was our parents who are friends with hers." Ethan groaned.
I was still in thought of Max. Oh that beautiful human being.
"You're blushing! Grayson, do you like that freak?!" Aaron asked.
"No way!" I love her.
"You think shes pretty?" Aaron raised an eyebrow.
"No!" I think she's breath taking.
"You think shes fat?" Ethan asked.
"Yes." A fat heart, cause she loves everyone.
"You think shes stupid?" Aaron asked nudging me.
"Of course." Stupid in a cute way.
"I honestly believe you." Aaron nodded in satisfaction.
"Why?" Ethan chuckles.
"Because, if he liked -or loved- someone, he wouldn't say bad things about them." He replied in a duh tone.
I rolled my eyes. While they argued like idiots, i spotted Max getting pushed around again. It sickened me, but i also push her around, but i'm obviously regretting it.
Who am i kidding? Literally, i've always regretted it.
What kind of guy does the things i do, to a girl they love? An idiot thats who. I looked away and broke the two goofs up, we then started talking about sports and parties.
•Max' POV•
"Ugly whore." Natalie hissed in my ear.
So many bitches at this school.
They picked at my hair and growled at me for being ugly. I couldn't blame them, i do this to myself all the time, so i'm used to it.
"You're so fat, and i remember in the library a week ago, you were reading a children's book." Natalie teased, laughing a high-pitched laugh.
"Wheres your girlfriend, Whoren?" Chris smirked.
"You mean, Lauren." I spat.
