Part 7 : Choices

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I woke up in Grayson's room the next morning. I turned onto my other side to say good morning but he wasn't there.

"Grayson?" I called out. No response.

I got out of bed and walked through his hallway, still calling his name. "Grayson?" I called again.

I felt a pair of large hands wrap around my hips and pull me into a hug from behind. "Good morning beautiful." I heard from Grayson's voice. I turned around, so I was facing him.

"Hey handsome." I smiled. "I'm hungry. Do you have food?" I asked, switching my weight from either foot. "That I do. I made pancakes for us earlier but you weren't up yet. They should still be warm though, I left the burner on low."

We walked downstairs into the kitchen. I sat on the counter waiting for Grayson to make our plates. "There you are, M'lady." Grayson handed me my plate and bowed. "Why, thank you kind sir." I bowed back.

We both looked at each other for a moment before bursting out in laughter. "Come on. Let's go eat in the living room so we can watch tv."

I followed him into the living room and plopped onto the couch beside him. He clicked the tv on and we began eating our breakfast. "Do you want some syrup?" He asked, his voice muffled from the mouth full of pancake.

I laughed and nodded my head. He stood up from the couch to get me syrup.

While I was waiting for Gray to arrive, Ethan began walking down the stairs. We exchanged good mornings and he sat down besides me.

Ethan placed his hand on my thigh but I quickly removed it. He looked confused. "Ethan. We can't do this. I'm sorry. You know I'm messing with your twin brother. It would be cruel to talk to you too."

He looked angry and stood up. "Ethan wait, we can still be close! Just..not in that way." He looked at me slowly. "I want you Ayla. And not in a friend way." He turned around and walked out the door.

Grayson returned and sat back down. "What was that all about?

"Ethan wants to be more than friends." I told him He quickly got angry and his face turned red. "I told him you were mine! I CAN'T BELIEVE HE TRIED TO GET WITH YOU AGAIN!"

He got off the couch and started running towards the door to follow Ethan but I stopped him. "Gray! Calm down! It my fault too. I went out with him, of course he would want to be more than friends."

"And what do you want?"

I waited a while before responding. What do I want? I whispered, "I don't know."

He looked like a robot at that point. "I think you should go home. I'll see you at school tomorrow." His voice had zero emotion to it.

"Grayson.." I began. "No. It's okay. I get it. I'm not exactly the type of guy you bring home. But Ethan? He's a sweetheart."

I looked at him, water in my eyes. "Grayson.. I don't love Ethan. I love you. Never doubt that for a second. Whatever I feel towards Ethan isn't love."

He stared at his feet and didn't respond.

"Fine..I'll go." I whispered, wiping a tear off my cheek. I grabbed my belongings and stepped outside.

I was crying, walking home, when I started thinking. What do I feel towards Ethan? I know I'm attracted to him in some way but I love Grayson. A lot.

What kind of mess have I gotten myself into? I continued walking home when I told myself I would think into this more. I decided I should text Ethan.

AN: I feel so fucking bad doing this omg. I really want her to be with Grayson but then like I also want her to be with Ethan without 'cheating' on Gray or ending it with him. Also, everyone please keep Ethan and Gray in your prayers and hearts after his accident. He's fine, if you didn't know. But him and Grayson need a lot of support rn. 4 votes until part 8. #blueheartsforethan 💙💙💙

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