"Next question-"
"Can we do something else?" I groan. "No, come on. This stuff is easy."
"It's Friday. I'm going home in, what? Three hours? I don't wanna be studying some A.P. Bio shit."
"It's better to get it over with now than later," he says. "I'll be fine. I'm smart," I wink.
He smirks and rolls his eyes as he puts the study material away. He sits back in his chair, crosses his arm, and closes his eyes.
"Grayson," I say. "Hm?" He mumbles. "Why are you so good to me?"
He opens his eyes and looks down at his hands, then at me. "Because I care about you."
GRAYSON'S POV
Because I think I'm in love with you.
"Because I care about you," I say. She softly smiles and doesn't say anything.
"This is what friends do," I shrug.
CHLOE'S POV
'Friends.' I've just been friend zoned.
"Thank you," I weakly smile. I get that we've only known each other for three weeks, but a lot can happen in that amount of time.
You could easily build feelings for someone... I know I did.
———
The way I spent my first day out of the hospital was going to the football game with Violet.
It was darker than usual, but there were so many stars in the sky which gave off light.
The temperature was just right and the wind blew through my hair. Violet and I took our seats and we looked out into the field.
I spotted Grayson right away, then I spotted... "Chase?!"
"What about him?" Violet asks. "Since when did my brother make it onto the team?"
"I don't know, dude. Oh, wait. There's Cameron!" She waves at some guy walking up the bleachers.
"I've been wanting to introduce you to someone," she says. He comes up and they exchange hellos and give each other a hug. "This is Cameron. Cameron, this is Chloe."
"Hi, Cameron," I smile. "Hey, nice to meet you."
He takes a seat to my right, and Violet sits to my left.
"You don't play football?" I ask. "I do, but I got a concussion during one of our games, so I'm on break for a while."
"Oh, I see," I nod.
"Yeah, Grayson!" He stands up and claps. So he knows Grayson?
"You're friends with Grayson?"
"Who isn't?" He chuckles, "everyone loves that guy. His girlfriend is lucky."
WHAT?! I'M SORRY, WHAT?!
"Who's his girlfriend?" I casually ask. "Scarlett Grey. You know her?"
Unfortunately. "No," I shake my head.
