Addicted

part four

selena's pov
unedited.

ethan came back outside with two cups in both hands, squatting down to sit on the curb with me.

"i love my brother but, i think you made the right choice." he confesses, handing me the red cup.

i shake my head in disagreement, knowing we'll probably just get back together in a day.

i looked down at the ground, mainly to avoid ethan's glare. "it's your party, maybe we should go back inside? i'll keep gray away from you. your personal body guard." he says with a big smile.

i nodded and stood up, falling into ethan, his hand coming around to grab at my shoulder as we walked back inside.

"thanks everyone for coming tonight!" jane yells as loud as she could.

well that party was, interesting. ethan and grayson were over by the bar, helping jane with the mess as people started to clear out.

i raised my cup to my lips, finishing my drink before throwing it into the nearest garbage can.

ethan looked back, to see what i was doing. i just half smiled at him and got up from my chair, walking towards them. not looking forward to any confrontation with grayson but, ethan was my ride home.... and grayson.

the ride home was quiet, i sat in the front seat, ethan drove. grayson in the backseat with my bestfriend, jane. the whole fifteen minutes of the car ride i felt grayson's eyes on my shoulder but i didn't look back once, not wanting to give grayson the attention he wanted.

"so sel are you coming to our house or you want to go home?"

a part of me wanted to go hang out with ethan on my birthday but i didn't want to be around grayson.

"no it's okay, i can go home."

the pounding at my door woke me up from my sleep. i got up, answering the door to see it was grayson.

"what do you want?"

he brushes past my shoulder and walks in past me, sitting on my bed. i rubbed my eyes, still tired from waking up a minute ago.

"you." he says, pulling me by my waist in a hope i would straddle him.

i shake my head, "we're done." i tell him once again, as if he forgot the day before.

he dropped his head back, letting go of his grip on my waist, "we're the golden couple." he tells me.

"gray you gotta go." i tell him, opening my door wider so he got the message to leave.

"no."

"grayson i'm tired."

"you're the one who wanted to talk, so let's talk."

i raise my eyebrow, were we actually going to talk or is he going to find some way to manipulate me into getting back together with him.

"so talk."

he sighs, "we should get back together."

i shake my head, "we're done. i meant it."

his jaw clenched. "you don't have anyone but me. what're you gonna do without me protecting you from those dogs at school? you think you're still gonna get invited to good parties? no."

i fake smile, "grayson the fact that you think i enjoy attending any parties just prove my theory."

"what theory?"

"that we don't even know each other anymore!"

"then who does know you? who knows you better than me?" graysons voice getting louder like he was yelling at me.

"ethan."

his face scrunches up, "so what you're into my brother now?"

"what the hell? no."

"so why aren't you into me anymore?" his voice getting quieter.

"i'm into you grayson. but we just aren't good for each other anymore. i don't want to sound like that girl but we can still be friends. i want us to be friends. maybe once we become friends again-"

"just stop."

"grayson-"

"great! we're over. now i'm free to fuck all of the girls that are obsessed with me."

"get out."