Right Here (GrantGustin Fanfic)

Chapter Eight

I watched as his car drove off and as he turned the corner I headed home. When I entered through the door, Erin had left and my family was out. I took out my phone and looked up the video I had just uploaded. There were a few comments that were there from people who watched the video after the live stream ended. I turned off my phone and fell onto my bed. I was way in over my head. I needed to figure out what I wanted and why I wanted it. I sat up and looked at my closet. You could see the secret door creaked open just a bit. You could see my video equipment, my Grant Gustin merch, and all of my other secrets. I walked over and shut the door and locked it. It's all good for now. I came up with the decision to change my phone background to something else besides him. I didn't get out much so I didn't have many recent pictures with my friends so I just put that boring galaxy background on my lock screen. 

The next day I walked into school and it felt no different than a couple days ago. I didn't see Grant, so I didn't know what he decided to do. I got to my locker and my locker partner that was to the left of me was clearing out his locker. "Hey Dylan. What are you doing? A deep clean?" He slowly looked up at my with his usual Eor type demeanor and shrugged, "For some reason they are making me change lockers. Surprisingly, it's for someone else that wants to be next to you..." I gave him a weird face, "Me? First of all how is this allowed, and second of all why would someone want to change lockers to be next to--" I looked beyond Dylan and I saw a crowd of people approaching, both students and some news reporters taking pictures. Grant was carrying a giant backpack full of his school stuff and trying to look over heads to read the locker numbers. "119... 120... 121..... 122!" He smiled and then looked over at the nearest lockers and landed his eyes on me. "Hey locker buddy!" I stood dumbfounded and stared at him as he exchanged a one way pat on the back with Dylan, "Thanks bud, you're the bomb." Dylan looked at him then at me, and then at Grant again. I stuck my body in my locker so it looked like I was looking for something. I shook my head, I couldn't believe this was happening. I was so jittery around him already and now I have to both shake like a vibrating massage roller and attempt to take books out of my locker? When I collected my cool I took my head out of my locker and looked over at Grant. He was putting stuff into his new locker, yet subconsciously watching me which made him smile. "Oh crud." He turned his head to me and gave me a face, "What?" I started to blush but after a bit I said, "It's just... your smile is hard to handle." He tilted his head back and laughed and I turned away to stop from looking at his perfect teeth. Once I collected myself and turned back with a whole new emotion. "So I want to know why you kicked Dylan out of his own locker so you could be there?" He looked at me with a confused face, "Aspen, it's only my favorite number! Man oh man 122 is just the best..." he chuckled, "Come on man, it's because you are about the quietest person in this school and one I don't want to be mobbed my my locker partners and two you are too quiet so I came to be your personal motivator." I took in the information and grabbed my books out of my locker, trying not to smile. "Well... I guess if you're my instructor on 'fun' I will be your instructor on practicality. Class is in 30 seconds and with Mr. Leman, there are no such thing as excuses for being tardy. Better hurry." and I walked away.

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Oh. My. Goodness. I am sooo sorry for not updating. I have sort of moved on in life but I really want to do this book. It may be taking a different turn than what I originally planned (mostly because it has taken so long I have forgotten.) but I have different views on the book now which should be better in the writing and imagination. Thank you for reading!

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