Best Friends // Grayson Dolan Fanfiction

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Alissa's POV
I feel myself growing more sad, realizing what I had told Gray.

God Why am I so stupid?!?
I wanted him so bad. I wanted him to be mine. I wanted to be with him.

But just because of some stupid fight over what he thought was something more than just some guy randomly texting me, I ruined any chances of him and I ever being together.

I hear the front door open and I look up from my position on the couch, seeing Ethan and Paisley coming in all giggly.
They both look at me and then look at eachother confused.

"What's wrong Liss?" Ethan asked as they walked over, sitting on either side of me.
"It's nothing" I said shaking my head.

"It's obviously something if it's making you so sad" Paisley said.
"It's doesn't matter" I replied shrugging

"Lissa" Ethan pushes and I groan.
"Alissa it's obvious your sad or angry about something" Ethan said.
"Well there goes you Dolan twins assuming again. I could be just in a mood for all you know" I said rolling me eyes.
"So.. it's about Grayson" He said and I sigh.

"No it's about Pluto" I said sarcastically.
"Listen here missy don't get sassy with me." He said and I shook my head at him.

"What'd the dumbass do?" Ethan asked me.

"It's nothing honestly, I'm probably just overreacting" I said rolling my eyes and going upstairs to my room.

I shut the door and sigh, sliding down the door.
I feel tears coming to my eyes.

Grayson has always been the one here for me, and he has always been such an amazing friend.

I don't know why I even started an argument about it. I have nothing to hide on my phone.

I mean yes. Two or three guys were in my DMs but not as anything more than friends. And I honest to god did not know the person who was DMing me when he saw it.

I sighed.

Maybe I will just give it a few days.

Or Maybe I won't. Maybe Grayson and I are only supposed to be friends.

Not together, not 'friends with benefits' Not nothing but best friends.

Because that is what it seems like.

I feel tears coming to my eyes and I bury my face in my hands.

I liked him so much though.

I can not imagine myself not being with Gray, and what if I just messed everything up.

A few days later

I wake up and check my phone for anything from Grayson.

A text.

Finally.

Grayson: Lissa..

Me: Hey.

Grayson is calling..

I answer the call, pressing the phone to my ear.