Her Fake Boyfriend

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Grey's POV

The door opened and the cheery blonde nurse stepped out, greeted by the wide eyes of four desperate teens, wanting to see their friend. The nurse took a step back, surprised by these four kids all staring at her. "Ah! Uh-heheh, sorry kids. Only close relations still till I get the word."
Ella gaped. "But I'm her-"
"Hon, I think we both know that's a lie." She said, cutting of Ella, smiling. "He can go though, since he's her boyfriend. Y'all make a cute couple. I think she's lonely too, seeing as her parents will be late. Go right ahead, sugar." She gestured to the door and walked down the halls, her heels clicking along the tiled floor.

Grey turned back to say goodbye, and was greeted by three practically exploding with excitement and squealing girls, all staring at him, waiting eagerly for him to go see Corrie. "Jeez! What?! It was-I-W-"
"Shut up and just go, stupid." Said Emily, with a wave of her hand.

Grey protested. "B-but what if she wants to be alone. To like, think and stuff? I don't know. Don't you think she'd want some rest time?"

The girls rolled their eyes in unison. "Bruh, she's a lonely little bean who needs a hug and some comfort, and you are by far the number one person to give that to her. You are pretty much her favorite person on the face of this earth, and if you don't get in that room right now to cheer her up and keep her company, I will beat your cowardly ass up, JD."

Grey stood a bit confused and a bit reluctant. "Well I don't wanna leave-"
"Dude we are begging you to leave us alone. What are you so scared of huh?" Emily cocked an eyebrow. "I-" what was he gonna tell them? I'm scared of love and I'm scared of getting too close to someone only for them to hurt me. "Psh I'm not scared of anything."
"Then go into that room. Right. Now." She tapped her foot in expectancy.

Grey reluctantly turned around and opened the door. Stepping through it, he could practically hear the smirks of the girls. "Corrie?" He closed the door behind him.

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