Me: control yo hoes
Grayson: what?
Me: some girl tweeted me telling me to back off you
Grayson: what? How? We're barely even going on our date today.
Me: it's called photographs oh smart one
Me: plus shit spreads around quickly in this area 😴😴
Grayson: I'm sorry princessa. Let me fix this.
I don't question him further, not really sure how he could fix the situation even though there really wasn't one in the first place. I don't even know who the girl is. In her bio all it said was that she was from New Jersey and that she loved DTT.
@graysondolan mentioned you in a tweet: @sabrinawillion_ @eileendelghetto she doesn't need to back off if she's going on a date with me today 😊
I blink rapidly, surprised that he knew my Twitter and the fact that he had so many followers. I quickly scan over his profile, my eyes widening even more.
Grayson is fucking vine famous, what the actual fuck.
Me: WHY DIDNT YOU TELL ME YOU WERE FUCKING FAMOUS
Me: DO YOU FUXKING KNOW WHAT THAT MEANS?
Me: I GET FUCKING ATTACKED
Me: I DONT NEED THAT IN MY FUCKING LIFE YOU DICK BISCUIT
Grayson: whoa there princessa, chill.
Me: don't you dare tell me to chill right now. That's some very important fucking information, G.
Grayson: cute, you called me G 😌
Me: Grayson
Me: I'm two seconds close to losing my shit on you. Don't fucking play. Why didn't you tell me?
Grayson: I didn't want you to like me just because I have a bunch of followers.
Me: I still absolutely hate you so I think you're good :))))))@@)@"9$&@&0!&!(
Grayson: sorry princessa. It's not every day I start liking a beautiful girl
Grayson: who's possibly a freak in the sheets 😏😏
Me: fuck outta here man
Grayson: you're so mean to me
Me: boo fucking whoo. Cry me a river pussy boy
Grayson: the only river that will be over flowing is -
Me: you want me to punch you again, don't you?
Grayson: yes, your cute little fist didn't even leave a bruise.
Me: then why TF did you say OW when I punched your chest? Hm
Grayson: dramatic affect to our first meeting.
Me: bullshit
Grayson: 😇
Me: you're so irritating I STG
Grayson: you're so hot*
Me: boy why you so conceited? You want me to like you yet you pull this shit.
Grayson: :)))) don't deny it princessa.
Me: I find you cute, not hot. Get your facts straight, then call me.
I'm about to lock my phone but it starts going off. Grayson took me literally when I said to call me.
"What?" I answer, grabbing my boots and slipping them on.
"Someone is being sassy today. What's wrong?"
"Nothing is wrong. It's just me being me. I thought you would figure that out by now?"
"Your sassiness never fails to amaze me," he chuckles. "Anyways, come to the door, princessa. There's a guy with some flowers waiting for you."
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Hi guys! I'm alive and very tired. I hope you all had a good day today :) the next chapter will be their date, I'm sorry to cut it so short :)
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