Faking

Chapter 38

Once everyone was ready to go, we all filed outside to get into a car and leave. Since there were too many people to fit in just one car, everyone decided to separate.

Olivia, the hospital volunteer girl, shouted, "I want to ride with Grayson!" Everyone except Grayson did not like her at all and just stared at her.

Olivia attached herself to Grayson and held onto his arm while he just stood there looking at me. I avoided his eyes and I was wondering why on earth he kept looking over at me. I sighed and turned around to look for some car to get on. Grace was going to ride a car with Vincent and Marco while Jason and Elliot was going to ride in the same car. I looked over at Tristan and he said, "You can ride my car." I was about to nod when someone held onto my arm.

My whole body was pulled towards a hard yet soft body and I could feel the breath of someone by my neck. Since I was turned away from the person, I couldn't see who it was.

Then, I heard Grayson's voice.

"She's going with me in my car."

Tristan raised his eyebrows at Grayson while Olivia said, "What? No, I am going with you Grayson!" Everyone else looked over at the scene. Currently, I was pulled towards Grayson while Grayson and Tristan were glaring at each other. Olivia was shouting to get Grayson's attention.

I tried pulling away from Grayson and tried to speak when Tristan pulled me towards him and smirked. He said, "I thought you don't care for Madison?"

Grayson's glare got more fierce and he pulled me back towards him and said, "It's not like you and Madison are dating either." I was happy that he called me by my name and I kind of zoned out and stared at Grayson. That was when I realized both of them asked me a question.

I stared at them blankly and Tristan smirked while Grayson rolled his eyes.

I asked, "Wait what did you guys ask?"

Both responded, "Who's car do you want to ride?"

I looked back and forth between them and said, "Uhhhh.... uhm... I think it will be for the best if the both of you guys ride the same car!" They both stared at me like I was crazy and I replied with a face that said they better do it or I will get mad.

They both sighed and walked towards their car. I looked over at Olivia and said, "I guess you are stuck with me then!" She just glared at me and walked towards Tristan's car. Tristan and Grayson went to Grayson's car.

Since I was a horrible driver, Olivia drove and the car was silent.

Suddenly, Olivia looked over at me and said, "I do not like you at all because you act like you know everything about Grayson. But, you don't unlike me. Also, I have the whole thing between Grayson and I planned out. He's rich and handsome so obviously he is more fit for me! You might have had something with Grayson before, but now he is definitely NOT interested in you at all anymore!"

I knew that she was only trying to say this to make me fired up, but I realized that it was true. I had no idea what our relationship was anymore and if he will ever remember who I was. Was I that easy to forget about?

I sighed and looked out the window. Olivia seemed to think she won this conversation and smirked.

I looked over at her and said, "I know Grayson and even if he doesn't remember me, I know he will never choose the likes of you to be his girlfriend. He will never like you."

She started getting mad and stopped the car on the side of the road. This was okay because no other car was passing by except for our friend's cars.

She got out from her seat and walked around and pulled me out of my seat. She screamed some very colorful words at me and tried to hurt me. She was definitely crazy. All my other friend's car came to a stop and everyone tried to pull Miss Crazy away from me. I tried fighting back, but she was definitely stronger than me.

After many attempts, I finally pushed her off of me and glared at her. I shouted, "What I said is true. Grayson would NEVER date someone like you. All you want from him is his money, status, and power. You do not care for who he really is and you do not know what he went through. I know him and even if he doesn't remember me and I do not know if he ever will but I know he will never ever like you." I looked around me and saw my friends smiling at me and Vincent gave me a thumbs up. Olivia scowled and turned away from me while I looked towards the one person I wanted to see the reaction of.

Grayson was looking at me intently as if he was trying to remember something.

Me.

He was trying his best to remember me. His face was zoned out, but he seemed confused and struggling. I walked towards him and shook him. I asked him, "Are you okay?"

He looked at me and shouted, "You are asking ME if I am okay while you almost got beaten up by crazy over there?!" Uh-oh he seemed mad. Very mad.

He pulled me towards him and brought me towards his car. He turned around and told everyone he was going to drive to the house with me and no one can argue.

We got in the car and we drove for a bit until we came across a mini market. He went inside and got a first-aid kit. He looked over at me and told me to stay still. I frowned because I did not understand, but his finger touched the side of my lips.

My eyes widened and I was about to ask what he was doing, but he told me to stay still. I freezed while I just stared at him.

He was just putting some medicine ointment on the side of my lips because Olivia punched me there. Then, he put on a small, cirular bandaid. He sighed and looked at me. He didn't seem mad anymore, just worried.

I said, "Hey, I'm okay so don't worry!"

He glared at me and replied, "You are not okay."

I glared back at him and said, "Why do you even care? I thought you told me to leave you alone."

He frowned at that. He seemed determined and said, "Not anymore. I am struggling right now because I have this feeling that tells me that I need to remember you. Something tells me that you are not someone I want to forget that we had something together. I don't know if it was hate or.. more feelings, but I have to figure it out. I can't go on like this."

I sighed and asked, "Then what are you going to do about it?"

He looked at me and said, "This."

I gave him a confused expression, but soon my lips were covered by his.