Addicted

part ten

song:
love the way you lie - eminem feat rihanna

unedited.
selena's pov.

"why are you walking away from me?" i shout at ethan as he walks through the driveway to his car, opening it and slamming it before i could even get near it.

he drove away, not bothering to look back once. why was he acting this way? he cannot tell me this is about grayson.

i pulled into his driveway, totally ditching the rest of the school day. i had to make sure he was okay.

i knock on the front door, not expecting an answer from anyone but ethan since i assumed he were the only one home during the day.

the door swung open, grayson scanned my face, i looked up at him.

"grayson what the fuck are you okay?" i step closer to him without intending to, grabbing his face, it looked like he hasn't slept, his under eyes puffy like he'd been crying. for awhile.

his hands wrapped around mine, but didn't move them. "are you here to see me?" he asked, his voice higher than usual.

i look around him for any sign of ethan, but then nod my head because i didn't want grayson to feel any worse.

his frown turns into a smile, stepping back so i could walk inside.

my hands drop as we walk over to his couch, i sat down and looked around, not knowing what to say to him.

"what's wrong?" i asked, looking back into his eyes.

he looked down at his hands, "i just miss you i guess."

so ethan was telling the truth.

"gray.."

"i know."

before i could stop myself i pulled him into me by his neck, separating my lips kissing him.

"you've gotta be fucking kidding me." ethan yelled from the top of the stairs, i look away from grayson at him, confused as fuck.

he ran down the stairs, and out his front door. i look back at grayson, "he told me that you told him you wanted to get back together with me."

grayson arched his eyebrows, "i never said anything to him."

"ethan hold on!"

he stopped, turning around. it wasn't until then that i realized it was raining.

"why are you so mad at me?" i ask, finally able to catch up to him.

he huffed, "i can't tell you."

i raise my hands up, "we were fine until brody asked me one simple fucking question!"

he rolled his eyes to the back of his head. what the fuck did i do to deserve this?

"maybe i'm just finally letting myself get mad at you, for all the times i held back.

"i don't understand."

"of course you don't. because anyone who want, you can have."

"why are you suddenly going off on me? i didn't do anything to you."

he nods, "i guess you're right."

"okay..."

"maybe that's the point." he follows up.

my eyes squint, water falling onto my face. did all this have something to do with the arrogant comment grayson made?

"ethan.."

"don't."

"don't what?"

he rubs his lips together, "nothing hurts more than knowing if the world were ending in five minutes, i would call you to tell you i love you, but the line would be busy because you'd be on the phone with someone else."

"i don't get it."

"exactly. you don't get it."