*Grant's POV*
I wake up dreading school.
It's almost over though, only 6 more months to go. HAHA.
I rolled over only to hit the floor.
Why did I hit the floor you ask? Because I forgot I'm sleeping on Kace's couch.
God, I hate this. I hate waking up, I hate school, I hate Kace's couch, I hate my dad.
Everything is falling apart. My life is in shambles and I don't know what to do.
"Grant get off of my floor. Actually, why are you on the floor?", Kace asks walking into the living room already dressed.
"I don't want to go".
He walks over to me and squats, "Well buddy, you have to. I can't babysit you and let you skip school.", he pats my head and walks away. I groan and finally get up.
I walk into the bathroom and look in the mirror; I look like absolute shit. How do I expect to not look like my life is falling apart when it is?
I grab my toothbrush and start brushing my teeth. I don't even care how I look anymore. There's no reason for me to look good anymore so why even try.
Once I'm finished, I throw on whatever is in my bag and head into the kitchen.
Kace is on he phone with Kobe so I start to pour myself a bowl of cereal.
"No, you're my honeybun and I love your bellybutton".
I roll my eyes and hit Kace in the arm. He looks at me with pink cheeks and rolls his eyes.
He's so happy with Kobe. I love them together. Don't become like James and I.
I eat my cereal while listening to Kace be lovey-dovey on the phone. Once I'm done, I motion for him to hang up so we can go.
"I'll see you at school honey, Grant is being a baby", he says looking at me with a grin. I roll my eyes and head out the door.
Third period is a fucking drag.
I don't know how this is going to be beneficial to my life in the long run. I sigh and look at the clock, 5 more minutes to go.
I look around the room at everyone smiling and laughing. My life was that easy... until I fell for a white haired angel.
God, why'd I have to screw things up? Why did Kyle have to fuck me over? He keeps trying to get in touch with me but I'm not having it. He has nothing on me anymore.
The bell rings and I slowly make my way out of class. I don't think I even want to go to next period. Everyone is in that class, including James.
I don't think I can face him right now.
"Ow.", someone says when I feel a small body in front of me.
"Oh! Sorr- Hi, James", I say calmly realizing who it is. Once again, I run into him in the hallway. We're like fucking magnets man.
"Hey Grant, how's it going?", he says looking up with a forceful smile. He has on all black and a very large scarf around his neck.
"It's going as good as it can.", I respond looking at him. He lowers his head.
"Listen, we need to talk. I don't think I can handle leaving you alone. Maybe we can just be friends again for a while? I mean, until things get better for you and then we can let our candle light again. I love you James.", I say quickly wanting nothing more but to hug him.
He looks at me and there's tears in his eyes. He's still hurt.
"Grant... I- I'm so sorry", he says and now his voice is cracking. I quickly pull him into a hug but he snatches away from me.
"What did I do?", I ask at his sudden move.
"Nothing, I just, I gotta go.", he tried to leave them but I grab his arm.
"James wait".
"No! I have to go Grant!", he snatches out of my grip and backs away.
His scarf falls off of his neck during the altercation. His eyes go wide and he runs down the hallway.
I lower my arm and stare at his retreating body.
I squint my eyes.
Was that a hickey on his neck?
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