𝐆𝐑𝐎𝐔𝐍𝐃𝐄𝐃 ━ GRAYSON DOLAN AU ✓

Chapter 54

Blake's POV [3 days later]
I never left my room in the past three days. I've been in the shittiest mood and I was simply just not ready to face people. Hunter was the only thing on my mind, I wonder if I'm on his as well.

He doesn't seem to have left his house either or else I would've noticed. Even though his curtains are always kept closed these days I can still see his figure shadowing through. I wish I could take it all back.

I never meant to call him scared, I never meant to hurt him. He is my everything and life without him has no taste. Hunter is my little ray of sun shine, he's my happiness. He is the only reason I continue to hold on.

Nobody ever mentioned that love was hard. It just seemed to make you happy and it looked like fun, but man was I off. It's complicated, especially for two gay fifteen year old boys. Literally everything is against us at this point.

Obviously in the beginning I had a right to be mad because of my jealousy. But when you spin the tables, in the end I'm the only guilty one. I got jealous of Hunter hanging out with another boy, which was dumb, but I went and did the same.

I know that I broke him when he saw Zach on that swing. As small of a gesture it may be, it still meant something to the both of us. Hunter was the one who always sat on that swing and I practically made Zach seem like he was replacing him.

I hate myself for doing it, I'm such a fool. I spent months trying to confess my feelings towards Hunter and when I finally got him I ruined everything. I destroyed us, but I still hope we can survive through this. I love him.

I sighed and got off my bed, its time to leave this prison. I threw on some grey sweatpants and a red sweatshirt. There was no one to look good for anymore, I basically lost Hunter. After slipping on a pair of running shoes, I walked out the door.

There was no one home so I didn't have to give any excuses on why I'm leaving. I pulled my hood over my head so no one could recognize me and continued on my walk. By breathing in and out I came to the realization that I hadn't gotten any fresh air in days.

It was currently around seven in the evening and the sunlight was dim but still evident. I kicked pebbles as I wandered down the side walk on my way to the park. I miss Hunter and I feel like that's the only place that still holds a piece of our relationship.

I still haven't seen Grayson and April leave the house either. They never even called or texted, which sort of worries me. I wonder if they're mad that Hunter and I completely ignored their return. But to be honest we have more important things going on.

In a matter of four minutes I reached the park. It was a Monday so the whole park was a complete ghost town. As I got closer I noticed someone sitting on one of the Swings. It was a boy, he had black sweatpants on and a grey sweatshirt. He matched my lazy appearance.

He wasn't swinging, he just sat there with his head down. As I stepped closer and closer I realized that I recognize his posture. In fact I know him so well that my hands have grazed his skin many times and my lips have met his before. It was Hunter.

For a long time I just stood there debating whether I should or should not go up to him. Will he just run away? Or will he welcome me back into his life like nothing ever happened? I decided to take my chances.

My steps were soft and slow, not daring to notify him of my presence. One of his small hands was clung onto the chain of the swing, while the other seemed to be holding something. My hands hesitated before pushing him on the swing, like they once did before.