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Grayson's P.O.V. (During Party)

After Skylar left me on the dance floor I went to take care of my... Problem.

On my way back, Britney wobbles over to me. Okay... She's definitely drunk...

"Heyyyy  babyyyyy." She drags out.

"Yeah-Um-Bye."

I turn around to go find Skylar, when Britney latches tightly onto my arm.

"Babyyyy, don't leave me. We can have tons of fun." She whines.

I stifle a gag. Ugh. I forgot she was the whiny drunk.

And sober.

"I'm good. I need to get back to my girlfriend." I say without thinking.

Girlfriend?

As much as I like the sound of having Sky as my girlfriend. I know it isn't true. At least not yet. But maybe saying I have a girlfriend would get Britney off my back.

"Girlfriend? You're cheating on me!?" She squeals.

Ugh. Oh my god. I hate that stupid, high-pitched voice.

"We aren't dating, Britney. We never were."

I pry her scrawny arms off of me and turn to walk away. But she spins me around and places a forced kiss on my lips.

Instantly I push her off and wipe my lips on my sleeve.

"God, Britney! Just screw off!"

I turn and speed walk down the hall. I better not get fucking herpes.

I jog down the stairs but stop when I see Sky up against a wall, making out with some dude. Is that Eric? What the hell!?

I march down and push my way through the crowd, prepared to yell at both of them.

I'm right behind them but stop in my tracks when I see the tears on Sky's face.

"Stop! Please, stop!" She screams.

"Shut up, you slut!" He slaps her across the cheek.

Oh hell no.

I rush over, and using all of my strength I shove him off of her. Before he can react I tackle him to the ground. Some football player you are.

I throw punch after punch at the sick pervert.

"Don't ever fucking touch her again!" I shout in his face.

Once I'm satisfied with my work, I climb off of him and run over to Skylar.

I pull her into a tight hug and run my fingers through her hair.

"I'm sorry. I'm so, so sorry. I should have been here. I promised you I would. This is all my fault. Oh my god, Skylar-"

"Grayson." She cuts me off.

I look up to her with teary eyes.

"Just take me home." She says, only loud enough for me to hear.

I nod and grab her hand, pulling her away from the party. Once we're outside, she pulls out her phone, probably texting Spencer or something.

We silently climb into the car and I turn the keys in the ignition. I know she doesn't want to talk right now, so I just keep my mouth shut.