"Friends" 2 || G.D. ||

28: Weird

HAPPY VALENTINE'S DAY!!!

this is another longer update so sorry in advance

Lynn's P.O.V.

I wake up in the middle of the night. I turn over, hoping that Grayson came into the room last night. My heart drops when I see that he didn't. Monica must have come over.

I sigh and stand up. I walk out of the bedroom and walk into the hall. I don't want Grayson and Monica to hang out as much as they do. It scares me on how close they have become and how far me and Grayson has become. 

I don't think Grayson would ever intentionally do something to hurt me, though. He wouldn't sleep with her. I walk into the living room and hear Grayson's voice. 

I hear Monica, too. It sounds like she is crying. I walk into the kitchen and see Grayson and Monica hugging. They are both standing and she is sobbing on his shoulder. I walk up to them and set my hand on Monica's shoulder. 

She jumps and turns around, letting go of Grayson. Her face looks like it is full of sadness.

"I love you," she says. 

She walks towards the door.

"What's going on Mon," I ask. No matter how terrible she has treated me, she is still one of my closest friends. 

"I just feel so alone, right now. I gotta go. I'll talk to you later," she says.

"Okay. I love you too," I say. She walks out of the door and I turn to Grayson.

"What was that all about," I ask.

"She came to me because her and Ethan got into a small argument," he answers. 

I used to go to Ethan when me and Grayson got into arguments but Grayson freaked out about that, thinking that we were sleeping together. I shake off the thought, not wanting to start an argument. 

"Will you come lay down with me?" I ask.

He looks at me and then looks down. He doesn't say anything. 

"Please," I beg. 

"I'll be in there in a little bit," he says.

"Okay," I say. 

I go back to the room and lay down, waiting for Grayson to come back. It seems like forever until he finally comes back. He lays down next to me and I turn towards to him.

I hesitantly set my head on his chest. He doesn't move. 

We sit there is silence.

"I miss this," I say.

"Yeah," he says.

I accept that this is the most I am going to get until we get closer again. I can't wait for that. I slowly fall asleep on his chest, inhaling his scent, reminding me of our honeymoon. 

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I wake up to my alarm that I set for 7 since my appointment is at 8. I get up and put one of Grayson's shirts on. I put on a pair of skinny jeans on and some flip flops on. 

I hurry up and grab my keys, purse, and phone. I bend over and kiss Grayson's forehead, while he continues to sleep.

"I love you," I state.

I walk out of the apartment and down to my car. As I start to drive to the appointment, I think. What happened if I really am pregnant? Will that fix our relationship? Will I be able to carry the baby?