Rude - Grayson Dolan

26 - "simple kiss"

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Angela

I remembered the first time I had met him. His manly and muscly figure clothed by a black suit as his eyes only showed emptiness and trouble. I despised his cocky attitude. The way he stopped me as I was about to walk out of the door and he teased me, mocking and seducing me. However as much as I had denied it, I fell under his spell and I had become wrapped around his finger even if I didn't want to.

I saw the good in him that people rarely saw and I adored every side of him, even the side of him that breaks my heart. Not wanting to love him the way I do now was hard because I didn't need anyone else.

"I called the police office, they're being released in two hours." Christina tells me as she sits upon the bed, her thigh touching mine and her body slouches, her phone in her hands, eyes puffy and red from crying.

"Ok." I nod, feeling too tired to even speak properly as I hang my head low.

We both hadn't slept at all last night. After tossing and turning for more than three hours we decided to put a film on as Christina let out a few tears, admitted that she felt scared for Ethan and Grayson. I had agreed that I was too. I was also scared to see them, see the damage they had caused to each other.

"Why did this have to happen?" Christina asks in frustration, her body falling back to lay on the bed and she places her hands over her face. "Why did this have to happen now? So close to the wedding and while I'm-" She begins however stops short and I turn around to face her, my eyebrows raised as I wait for her to finish her sentence. "Never mind."

Twisting my lips, I couldn't imagine what Christina was going through and I pitied her, however I felt the tension gradually rise.

A knock at the door made my head sharply twist towards it and I looked at Christina who only shrugs her shoulders, not knowing who it could be either. Lifting myself off of the bed, my feet take me to the door in which my hand reaches for the doorknob to open and Landon's shy smile is staring right at me.

"Landon." I gulp and I scratch me temple feeling awkward about last night however my mind had now moved on and was focusing on different things. "What are you doing here?" My eyes wonder down to his hands that hold a dozen red roses, the sweet smell filling my nose.

"I want to apologise for my behaviour last night." He explains, his feet stepping forward and he nervously licks his lips as he finds the words to say. "And..I saw what had happened to Ethan and Gray..I wanted to make sure you and Chris were ok."

"Yeah." I nod, turning around to look at Christina whom is still sleeplessly laying on the bed, her body sinking into the white sheets. "We're ok, thank you." I force a smile, not knowing what to say to him after last night and I didn't care to think of what to say.

"I was wondering if I could maybe take you out - if you want - for an apology for last night, what I didn't was unfair. I'm sorry." Landon stumbles with his words and I couldn't imagine going out with Landon as Grayson and Ethan sits in a prison cell waiting to be released.

"I don't know.." I twist my lips at the idea as I rub my temple with a single hand and I hear soft footsteps padding gently across the carpet, Christina's chin resting on my shoulder as she greets Landon with a weak hello.

"Go on, Ange." She pushes me, her eyes looking down to Landon's hands in which hold the flowers and I remind myself that - that is something Grayson would never do. "We were meant to be going to a Fashion Show today anyway, you go and I'll pick them up."