Rude - Grayson Dolan

05 - "age before beauty"

Angela

7:00 AM, Saturday

I hurriedly rush around my apartment, rummaging through piles of magazines and books which end up scattered across my white wooden floor which freeze my uncovered feet. My phone impatiently chimes somewhere among the mess that drives my head crazy. Finally after painfully stubbing my toe on the corner of my glass coffee table, I manage to throw the heavy white sofa cushions onto the not so clean floor.

"Ah, ha!" I shout in victory as I see my gold phone flashing 'Christina' across the screen, I swipe across to accept the call.

"Angela! Finally, we're outside." I try to hide my heavy breathing and I rest my hands on my hips which are covered my smart black trousers.

"Good, have you been waiting for long?" I ask, secretly knowing that they've been waiting outside for more than 10 minutes as I saw the car pull up outside my apartment block as I stepped into my living room, still wearing my towel and my skin littered with clear water drops.

"No, we've just got here." Meaning, we've been here for hours, get your arse down here.

"Okay, I'll see you in a minute, bye bye bye bye." I rush before throwing my phone inside my clutch, no careing if it got scratched or damaged by the countless piles of rubbish in it.

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The rain condensed upon the car window and I drew spirals as Christina rambled on about the names of clothing lines that would be there to Ethan and Grayson only rolled his eyes, taking of swig of the champagne which was provided in the posh, black leathered limousine.

"Gray, where are you meeting Scarlett?" Ethan turned to look at Grayson as he had previously acted as a pillow in which Christina rested her head upon. I furrowed my eyebrows in confusion, another girl? Grayson dodged eye contact with me as he gulped deeply before threading his fingers together and resting them on his knees.

"At the entrance door." His lips state in a straight line as Christina sent me a sympathetic smile before cuddling more in Ethan's side as if she had not slept for years.

The car came to a halt and I brushed the ache off my heart as if it was a speck of dust which was becoming darker and darker each second. The driver hurriedly jumped out of his door and opened the wide slide door and Ethan was the first to climb out before taking Christina's hand to help her out of the limousine. I stood up to however hitting my head on the roof of the limousine, with a hiss I watch as Grayson pretends to not notice either to not to embarrass me or so he didn't have to ask if I was okay. I went with the second as he waited for me to climb out first and I gave him a puzzled look.

"Age before beauty." He smirked knowing fully well that it would piss me off even more. Ignoring his comment I swiftly walk past him, however not without pressing my clutch hard agaisnt his crotch and he groans in pain. "Fuck." He grunts and I walk away from to limousine with a proud smile on my face, only for it to disappear as a pretty blonde girl waits with Ethan and Christina by the entrance door.

"Grayson!" She squeals, running up to him causing a scene as she kisses his lips and he is widely taken aback, though he stills, placing his hand on her waist. Biting my tongue I ignore them to walk towards Ethan and Grayson.

"Who's that?" I whisper to them, walking inside the building in which the fashion show will take place with the couple by my side their hands clasped together before Ethan brings their hands up to kiss the back of their hand and my heart aches at their perfect relationship.