You Promised (Grayson Dolan)(Love Robbery Sequel)

Prologue

Hi guyssss!! Omg i missed writing Love Robbery type stuff I've grown so fond of all the characters I wrote and its so difficult for me to write about other people because I just love Haley and Grayson so much, okay anyway.. If you haven't read Love Robbery (prequel) this might be confusing (unless you're smart, go you good job) and some people wanted a sequel and I wanted to write a sequel so here goes nothing, hopefully I don't ruin Love Robbery for you :/

Prologue

Briiiiiiiing!! Briiiiiiiing!! Briiiiiiiiing!

I shuffled my covers around and reached for my phone, answering it without seeing who was calling, but I did get a glimpse of the time, which read 3:28 am. Nothing good can come from this call. Unless it's Grayson.

"Hello?" I said, still groggy and my voice like sandpaper.

"Why so sleepy?" the voice on the other end made chills run up my spine, and suddenly I was sitting upright in my bed, fully awake with none of the grogginess I possessed seconds ago.

"Cody," I said, although it sounded more like a question.

"Nice to hear from me, I know. Anyway, skip the small talk you know I hate that, you have something I want. And I need it back, now. You're going to bring it to me by this evening at 6pm, and if you don't,  I'm going to come to your house, and kill you."

The line went dead before I could say anything. I stared at the bright screen before my room plunged into darkness. Suddenly terrified that he was here somehow, I flipped my bedside light on and immediately started to call Grayson. It wasn't until he picked up that I remembered he doesn't live next to me anymore.

"Hello?" I heard him say on the other line.

He said it a few more times but I just hung up, knowing it was no use. he couldn't help me, he lived across the country now. 

The familiar pain in my heart that I get whenever I think about that came again and I laid down in bed, staring up at my ceiling and waiting for it to stop. It was 6:30 in the morning when my heart started to feel less like it was about to explode and shatter into a million pieces, but thats only because I was now too tired to even feel anything. 

I got up, searching every nook and cranny of my room for what Cody wanted, but I couldn't find it. Mostly because I didn't know what he wanted. I thought about calling him back, but didn't really want to deal with him. Besides, I had to go to therapy in less than an hour.

I took a shower and changed into jean shorts and a sweater. Even though it was summer, the mornings were still chilly sometimes. 

"Haley, you're doing it again."

I looked up at my therapist, and smiled. She sighed.

"What are you hiding from?"

Everything. "Nothing."

"Haley, you have to talk to me."

I don't have to do anything. "Sorry."

"Whats it going to take to get you to talk about it?"

Grayson. "I don't know."

She sighed, and I could feel her irritation. Nonetheless, she took a deep breath and smiled. I know I angered her, I'm her only patient that doesn't pour out their feelings for her. She's no good at what she does, she just plays her cards right. 

"You were diagnosed a few months ago, but how long did you feel this way before?"

My entire life. "I don't know."