Chapter 18;

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The wind blew some of the strands of my hair. The leaves crunched underneath my feet as I heavily dragged them across the pavement. It had been quite the while since things ended with me and Will, he's doing great with his new girl though as Twitter shows. I've gotten a lot of support as well as hate from the breakup. Some of his fans were understanding, tweeting and commenting how they hope I'm doing great with things and how they don't understand how "Blind" Will could be. I understand though, thats how life works. Sometimes someone you thought would never leave you, ends up doing so. Then of course, there were those fans, the ones that wouldn't stop hating; stating how It was my fault and that Im worthless. I know better not to listen to them, most of them are way younger than me anyway, and even if they weren't it doesn't matter. Im making the best of my life, tired of being down because of other people. "So did your cousin bring anymore tim tams from her recent stay last week?" Greyson asked. I shot him a look, in a playful manor. "Why do you want to finish the last one so I can tackle you again?" I smirked bringing up the old memory. "Um, yes?" He scratched the back of his head. I shook my head with a wild smile. 

The only person I needed in my life was actually Greyson. He'd been there for me a lot, and he's stuck around and helped me. "So, don't mean to be a sour apple, but! You haven't talked to Will lately?" His voiced softened at his last question. "Nope." I popped the p at the end. "Hm." He tucked his hands inside the pockets of his dark denim jeans. "Japanese Denim" I whispered. He looked up quickly. "Hm?" He let out softly, basically asking me to further explain. "The song." I smiled. "Oh, yeah great song Im more of a Hey Violet kind of fan." I placed his hand on his chest. I laughed at his comment. "Oh Greyson." I wrapped my arm around his neck. "You-" He inhaled roughly "re-Choking-me" He struggled. I laughed at him before taking my arm off him, letting him breathe. "You know, I didn't mind Will, he was fun and all but I honestly really, kind of missed times where it was just Greyson and Passion." He smiled. I nodded my head in agreement. "Yes, I'm not mad or regret what happened when I was dating with Will, Im glad it happened." I smiled. "The memories were fun, and Im happy I was given such events like so in life." 

"yep, just me and Passion fruit." Greyson smirked; walking ahead of me, but then stood still frozen. "Im sorry!" he quickly turned around to face me, his face pale as ever and full of regret. "For?" I snickered. "Um, calling you Pass?" He sounded fragile, a single touch would cause him to break at any given moment. "That nick name isn't Will's." I continued to walk. "Its my nickname, and I like it. It shouldn't only represent- or be special to Will only." I smiled proudly, I turned my head to face Greyson. "Why its my nickname and Its okay for you to call me that." 

His eyes lit up. "YES!" He threw his hands in the air, fists clenched. Greyson ran off to a near by bench in the park and got on top of it, he managed to scare off some pigeons who were innocently eating worms by there. He stood on the wooden bench, tall and proud before throwing his arms in the air and at the top of his lungs screaming, "MY BEST FRIEND IS A FRUIT!" I couldn't contain myself from laughter and slight embarrassment. A few people walking their dogs turned to look, and their pets stopped sniffing the ground to sniff the air in Greyson's Direction.

"Greyson!" I covered my face with my hands. "Stop, you have dogs looking your way." I giggled. He jumped off and chuckled. "My best friend is a fruit!" he danced around me. "stop!" I raised my voice slightly with a bit of a chuckle. "Greyson stop, theres people watching." I chuckled, exaggerating the word 'Stop'. "Embarrassed of me huh?" He asked me with a smile. "No! Now I never said that." I backed up. "Uh huh!" He picked me up. "GREYSON!" I screamed. "EVERYONE! THIS IS MY BESTFRIEND, AND SHE IS A FRUIT!"

"This can't be happening!" I covered my face yet couldn't contain myself from laughter. He walked over to the grass area and threw me down. "Jeez, what a way to treat a lady!" I said sarcastically. "Boo hoo." He playfully rolled his eyes. "Now! Lets go home and finish your tim tams!" He stood up and started running in the direction where my house is. "GREYSON NO! STOP!" I tried catching up to him, I did not want him eating my tim tams. No way was I going to let him finish them again! We raced all the way back to my house, of course Greyson was way of ahead of me and that of course bothered me because he was going to eat my favorite snacks. Trust me Greyson has no limits- and no dignity. He rushed open my door and headed inside. "I'LL KILL YOU!" I screamed running in the house. I found him yet again digging through the packaging of my precious tim tams. "YOU SON OF A GOOSE!" I ran up to him and took the plastic tray out of his hands. I looked inside of it to find it empty. My body froze up, and my blood ran cold. I turned my head slowly to him and the last time tam, half eaten was in his rotten hand. His eyes were wide with fear, yet a spark of fire was lit in them, He quickly stuffed the other half in his mouth. "THATS IT!" I jumped on him. "SPIT IT OUT, SPIT IT OUT!" I was no on top of him as he lay stomach down on my kitchen floor.

"Um." I heard another voice say. Both me and Greyson turned to face the direction from where it came from. This has happened one more time, Greyson had eaten the last Tim Tam in the house and I had tackled him to the floor. The most surprising fact is that it happened almost exactly as last time because Will himself was here too to see it. 



(A lil old Nostalgia for ya :) ~ Freya)

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