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#14 Briana & Grayson Dolan {E}

Another sad day in the life of Grayson Dolan. Sometimes I wondered what my life was even worth.

I mean, going to school and being bullied did not make my life very pleasant. Every day was the same pain; waking up, going to school and having to deal with very very mean people, coming home to do more school work and sleeping.

Life seemed pretty worthless until I met her.

Okay, I didn't really met her, but at least that's what my shy self likes to think. I saw her every day walking down these big and crowded hallways. I glanced at her from behind my locker door and feel blessed by seeing her beauty while my twin brother Ethan talked about random stuff.

And then, as fate willed, we got into the same art class. Man, was I happy.

Today was one of the lucky days I had art with her. I was too nervous to actually walk with her and she was always with her friend anyways. So I just followed her with a good amount of space. Excitedly she sat down on her seat in the middle of the classroom, next to her friend. Art was her favourite subject, I could tell. Quickly I walked past her to my seat in the back and didn't dare to look up from the floor, just as always.

Little did I know back then that she smiled at me every time, trying to make eye contact.

Feeling uncomfortable in this environment but still happy that she was there, right in front of me, I put my supplies on the desk. I couldn't help but glance at her. The way her dark hair swayed when she moved or the way she looked over to her friend made me swoon. Her eyes were the highlight though. I could only wish to look into them for the rest of my life. And her smile - don't even get me started. She was undoubtedly the most beautiful person on earth. Her friend never failed to make her smile, unlike me.

I was a nobody to her. She probably didn't even know I existed. And all because I didn't have enough courage to go and talk to her. Ethan would always pick on me because of that. He always said that I should just make a move but he didn't understand.

I couldn't.

It wasn't as easy as he thought. Especially not for a loser like me.

I watched her as she was deep into a conversation with her friend. Her lips moved so beautifully and even though I couldn't make out a single word I was pleased with being able to look at her. Her friend whispered something to her and she bursted out in laughter.

My heart blossomed right there. It was like a thousand butterflies erupted out of their cage and replaced every cell in my body.

At the same time sadness took over me like an invisible power. Knowing I'd never be the one to make her happy was tearing me apart.

In that moment the teacher entered the classroom and started her lesson. I wasn't really able to focus on her words but that was nothing new.

Instead of watching the teacher at the front my gaze always shifted to her back. Soon enough I was deep inside my head, imagining what I'd be like to be with her.

I imagined to be someone else. Someone cooler, someone less of a loser. Someone that didn't get bullied; someone that was worth her love.

I would hold that soft hand of hers and it would fit into mine perfectly. We could walk down the hallways, together, showing everyone that love connected us. Maybe people would even get jealous of how well we fit together and what a great relationship we had. Nobody would bully me because I was with the prettiest girl in school. They would even be proud of me... I'd never stop showing her my affection, not even in public. I wouldn't be shy, for god's sake, never. I would tell her how much she meant to me on every morning and during all day. I'd be the one that made her smile for the first time of the day; even if that meant waking her up at midnight.

We could be all cuddled up in blankets, watching Netflix or just cuddling. I knew that would be my favourite thing to do. I'd cherish her in every moment and never fail to tell her how damn beautiful she was.

Every moment I'd be grateful for. Life would have a meaning; her. She would be my life.

And maybe, one day far in the future, she'd be mine. She'd wear my own name instead of her last name and we'd live a happily ever after. I'd come home to her, she'd be smiling, as happy and as beautiful as ever. I wouldn't be able to hide my own smile at the sight. I'd kiss those plump, soft lips of hers and it'd feel like the first time. Living with her would be like living in paradise forever.

I'd pull her closer by laying my hands on her waist. Her hands would find their way to my neck instantly. Innocently my hands would trail around her body and hold her close. We'd both smile before moving over to the couch without ever breaking the body contact. I love you's would leave both of our lips and many more wonderful words that could never express the true, deep emotion behind them. Her hands would roam through my hair and my hands would go lower, caressing every curve of her godly body.

"Grayson," I would hear her whispering into my ear as my head was at her neck. With pure love and desire I'd plant soft but heated kisses onto her skin.

"Grayson," I heard again, this time a little louder. "Grayson!"

With feeling a light pain in my right arm I was back in the classroom, staring directly into the deep brown eyes of Briana.

"Grayson, are you okay?" she asked me with a worried look on her face. "You were kinda gone and stared at me," she chuckled then and I felt my whole face turning red.

"Y-Yes," I stuttered out and quickly looked down onto my desk. I squinched my eyes shut and wanted to disappear into the floor.

That was by far the most embarrassing situation of my life. I could practically hear my bullies making fun of me for that.

I sighed and wished to die right then and there.

Then it hit me.

She knew my name. Briana knew my name.

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aye 1084 words!

i love you briana. you're one of the best people on earth and i hope you enjoyed this. it's kinda unstructured and all over the place but i tried. i wish you all the best in the world and hope you're well again soon. ♥

this leaves so much open... i'm already thinking about a part 2.....

LOOK HOW WELL THE ATTACHED PICTURE FITS

anyways, briana, ily. i can't stop repeating myself lmaoo

- michelle xo

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