The Boy Next Dorm (Grayson Dolan Boyxboy) *ON HOLD*

Chapter 10 (more than friends?)

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Grayson's POV

Things went back to normal again. Ethan and I were spending more time together, focusing on our classes and even Nick left me alone. I didn't know if I should be happy about it or not. It's been a week since the party last weekend and a week since I found out that Nick had a girlfriend. Ethan and I were currently out, eating lunch.

"Have you called mom today?" Ethan asked, taking another bite from his burger.

"Oh shit, I completely forgot to call her." I haven't talked to my mom in a few days and we usually talked everyday.

"Then call her later, assclown." He rolled his eyes at me.

"I will."

"I'm going to the apple store later to buy a new phone charger. Do you wanna come or just stay in the dorm?" Ethan asked me.

"I'll just in our room, might as well do the laundry, too."

"Alright. Let's go then, I won't take long anyway." So we got up and Ethan went inside to pay the bill. We shared our bank account, so it didn't really matter which one of us paid. After that was done, we both went back to our dorm. Ethan grabbed his old phone charger to bring it with him to the apple store.

"Alright, do you need anything? I'm leaving now." Ethan said, looking at himself in the mirror.

"Nah, I'm good."

"Okay, see you later, buddy and don't forget to go and buy some more water. We are almost out." I just nodded and went to my bed, deciding to take a short nap. Just as I was about to close my eyes, so I could drift off to sleep, I heard my phone beep, indicating that I had a new text message.

"Meet me at the parking lot in 10 minutes." It just said. It was from a number I did not recognize and I was left confused. Who was that? No one besides Ethan had my phone number here in college. And then I remembered...

Nick had my number, too.

But why did he want to see me? I wasn't sure if I should go or not, I probably shouldn't. But my curiousity got the best of me, so I decided to just go and see what happens. I checked myself in the mirror. I looked decent enough to meet him, good. Why did I even do that? Who knows. It was pretty cold here in New York and I regretted not wearing a jacket. I made my way to the parking lot and saw Nick waiting for me already, smoking a cigarette. I grimaced at the sight, I hated the smell of smoke.

"What, you don't like people who smoke?" He said.

"I just don't like the smell of it." He threw the cigarette to the ground and stomped on it.

"Are you out of your mind? It's freezing cold out here!" He suddenly said, taking his jacket off and putting it on me. Huh? Where did this come from? Although I had to admit, it was pretty sweet of him to do.

"What about you? You're gonna be cold!" I argued, going to take the jacket off, but he stopped me.

"I'll be fine. Leave it on, Grayson."

"Uhm, by the way, why did you want to meet me here?" I asked.

"Just to... talk."

"Sure..."

"Grayson..." He started.

"What?"

"Are you seeing someone?" Why did he want to know that? He was acting so weird.