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you watched your best friend grayson and his girlfriend flirt from across your table that you were sitting at, at in-n-out. grayson would take a strand of her long, brown hair and put it between his upper lip and nose, making it look like a mustache.
ethan sat by you, pouting knowing you weren't enjoying this day out. your crush on grayson was hopeless. three years ago you started to develop feelings for him. you hoped they would go away with time but the feelings just got stronger as you two got closer.
grayson's deep chuckle sounded from across the table. "y/n, watch!" grayson laughed looking at his girlfriend, maddy.
maddy stuck her tongue out, touching it to her nose. you let out a small laugh. "y/n, is something wrong?" maddy asked, concern laced in her voice. she always put other people before herself which made it even worse. she was caring and nice and you had no reason to hate her other than she's dating the boy of your dreams.
"no. i'm fine. just not feeling the best." you smiled a fake smile. ethan wrapped his strong arm around your waist making you (think, grayson who?) smile at him.
"you want me to take you home?" he whispered. you nodded. "i'm gonna take y/n home." ethan stood up, throwing his trash away.
"i hope you feel better." maddy gave a small wave.
you walked away with ethan mumbling a small "thanks" on the way out. after getting in ethan's car, you knew it was clear to break down. you sobbed into your hands, leaning forward a bit.
"shh, it's okay." ethan rubbed your back. you sobbed even more.
"that should be me holding his hand!" you cried. "and she shouldn't b-be the one m-making him laugh." you choked out. "i-i should be able to feel what his kiss feels l-like!"
"i know. i'm so sorry." ethan looked sad. "and i know i always i just want him to be happy and im being so selfish because now that's he's happy i don't want him to be with the girl that makes him happy." you sobbed.
"you aren't selfish, y/n." ethan cooed.
"that should be me, not her!" you violently sobbed into ethan's chest.
"what if i say you have a boyfriend. maybe it will make gray jealous." ethan suggested. you lifted your head up. "it won't phase him. he rarely even notices that i'm there anymore." you sighed.
"let's try it. i'll tell him tonight." ethan hugged you. "thank you for being the best." you hugged him back.
that night when grayson got home from the mall, he noticed ethan sitting on the couch with his phone. "hey e." grayson said, taking off his shoes.
"hey." ethan said not looking up from his phone. grayson plopped down beside him, looking over his shoulder.
"what!" ethan laughed. "i just wanted to see what you were doing." grayson laughed.
"hey, oh! y/n got a boyfriend. she wanted to tell you but i can't keep it a secret anymore." ethan squealed. grayson's heart dropped. "s-she got a boyfriend?" grayson coughed.
"yeah. they're so cute." ethan smiled. grayson let out a small "oh", making ethan internally smirk but furrowing his eyebrows on the outside.
"what's wrong, buddy?"
grayson shrugged his shoulders, shaking his head. his eyes got glossy thinking he wasn't fast enough to get to he girl he loves most.
"grayson you aren't understanding this are you?" ethan let out a loud sigh. grayson looked at ethan with tear filled eyes. "what?"
"it's y/n, gray. she's hopelessly in love with you. she thinks that she should be in maddy's spot. she wants to be the one that's comforting you when you're crying, she wants to hold your hand and feel your kiss. she wants you, grayson. that should be her in maddy's position." ethan explained to his oblivious brother, waving his hands like a maniac.
"she l-loves me? y/n loves m-me?" grayson asked.
"she does grayson." ethan smiled, nodding.
grayson got up from his spot, slipping his shoes on, going to his best friends house to show her how much she means to him and that, that should be her.
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