Grayson and I |Grayson Dolan|

27: 1 week

a week later i was still feeling as groggy and heartbroken as i had the minute he said 'lets take a break', all i wanted to do was call him but i refused to even open up my messages to see what he had said, the past few days he has only texted me a few times and i have deleted almost every message. i was very close to blocking him but then i decided that i had to grow up and accept the fact that we broke up. end of.

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two weeks later Logan had been avoiding me so i was pretty much just talking to Emily as i didn't want anyone else to be with or next to.

Lucy had texted to meet up but i wasn't in too much of a good mood so i said that we could meet up on the weekend to catch up.

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"come on Ava," Lucy said as she stood outside my bedroom door waiting for me to hurry up with getting ready, "why can't i come in?" she kept repeating,

"because you cant, i will be out in a minute, give me a break," i said with a sigh,

"fine," she gave in.

i came outside a few moments later to be greeted by Lucy standing there looking at me with a frown on her face,

"finally," she said as she dragged me down the stairs,

"we are going out shopping," she said as she grabbed my house keys and walked out of the door.

"fine," i said which i was quite happy about.

i got in her car which was parked behind my mums car for some strange reason as she drove off out of the driveway bit.

"so, whats been happening recently?" she asked me,

"not much, Grayson and i broke up if you hadn't heard already," i said.

she looked at me surprised, "what... why?" she said wide eyed,

"we broke up," i sniffled, "end of," i said as i played with my thumb.

"no...A, thats not right," she said as she got comfortable in the seat.

"well... he wanted to take a break and so here i am, telling my ex not to talk to me, telling everyone at school whats going on, stopping from Dolan fans from crying in the street when they recognise me... i hate it, Grayson is what i want but he broke it so there is nothing," and then i burst into tears.

"Ava... it was an impulse... he wouldn't throw you away just like that," she said as she rubbed my back with her eyes still on the road.

"its not fair..." i sobbed,

"i know but you need to be more determined to get Grayson back, how many calls?" she asked me,

"about 300... and around 500 texts," i said with a small smile,

"did you respond to any of them, he clearly still cares," she said,

"no... i deleted every message and ignored every call," i said as i realised that he did still like me or he wouldn't still be trying after 3 weeks of me ignoring him.

"well... your in trouble now..." she said with a smile,

"what do you mean?" i said confused,

"i am going to call him," and just like that she grabbed my phone and guessed my passcode first time,

"no, please... please don't," i begged her,

she looked over at me when we came to a traffic light, "you're right, I'm sorry... here you go," and she handed my phone back to me. the two of us were silent for the rest of the drive.

i decided not to buy anything as i wasn't really up for shopping at all, Lucy nearly bought a whole store and then she complained about how she has no money now.

"it was your own fault," i said as i bucked up,

"i know but it was an impulse... and now I'm bankrupt," she said as she pouted,

i laughed at her and then she drove back home, she dropped me off and then left to go back to her house.

"hey sweetie," my mum said as i walked through the door, "someone called," she said as she looked over at the home phone,

"did it say?" i asked her,

"no... just a number," she said, i walked over to the phone and looked at the number knowing that i knew that number from somewhere, i got out my phone and tried to find that number in my contacts.

"i knew it... how did he get my number," i said to myself as i slammed the phone back in the holder and slouched onto the sofa,

"who was it," she asked,

"Grayson... how did he get my number?" i asked her,

"i honestly don't know," she said as she came over and cuddled me, "you know, if you're not happy with him calling then block him," she said in a sad tone as she rested her head on my head.

"i know but i want him back mum... its not that simple," i said as i began to sob into my sleeve,

"call him then," she said as she picked up my phone which was to the side of me and handed it to me.

i looked at the phone and shook my head, "no... i cant call him, he broke up with me and i am not going there," i said as i looked back at the phone.

she sighed and put it down again, "alright then," she said, "oh... and your boss called, something about talking immediately when you get back so fingers crossed," she said with a grin as she stood up.

my mum hoped that i was going to get the job at the end of the 8 months and mine were almost over. i grabbed my phone and decided to search through twitter, i saw a tweet from Grayson saying that the tour is going great and that he cant wait to be back in LA for a few months and that the world should get ready for them. there was another tweet that said '1 week' that must have been towards me because i got back in one week, he was always very sneaky and subtle with his sub-tweets but he also did them quite tastefully which made my heart melt a little so i switched off my phone and shoved it in my back pocket.