" hey ". I look up to see a tall guy, around my age. Dark brown hair, brown eyes. Wearing a jean jacket, jeans and a gray top with black running shoes.
" hey " I say.
" you seem lonely can a sit? " he smirks.
" sure " I smile.
The guy sits down acro...
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I push Cane away as fast as possible, " What the fuck! Are you drunk or just an idiot!? " I yelled, I mean he's probably both at this rate.
Cane leans in to kiss me again, " Cane stop it! " I push him away.
" How many time do I have to say I don't want you! "
" As many times as you want, but I'm not going to listen because were meant to be together. " Cane said as he tried to kiss me.
" Stop trying to kiss me! "
" I don't know what weird cooped up fantasy you have in your head, but she's mine so leave her alone. " Grayson walks over to stand beside me.
" Oh and you think just because your the new kid to the school she'll automatically pick you over me, huh? It's not gonna happen. " Cane glared.
" Cane just leave. " I said.
" She already picked me, so follow Emily's advice and leave " Grayson glared.
" No I'm staying. " Cane crosses his arms and stomps like his a five year old little girl throwing a temper tantrum.
" Then we'll just leave your drunk ass here. " I walk around Cane not even caring if Grayson is following me.
I get outside to the car and lean up against it waiting for Grayson, he's a very slow walker.
" Ore you okay? " Grayson asked as he approaches me unlocking the car.
" Yeah, can we just go. "
Grayson didn't say anything he only nodded.
I get into the car as Grayson gets in the other side.
The ride is very quiet, both of us not talking. I wanted to say something, but I didn't know what to say. Cane kissed me after 7 months of not kissing him. I was scared that it was going to happen at some point and then all my feeling for him came rushing back, but they didn't. I was glad
I just don't know and can't tell by Grayson's face if he's mad or sad or both or just focusing on driving.
We pulled into Angles Diner's parking lot.
I looked over to Grayson, " What are we doing here? "
" I promised you a good night, but that didn't really seem to happen, so were getting milkshakes. " Grayson smiled.
" I don't know if I'm in the mood. "
" Your always in the mood for a milkshake. "
He knows me to well.
Grayson opens his door and gets out of the car.
" Come on. "
I follow Grayson inside the Diner, we grab a booth and unlike every other time we've been to the diner, Grayson sits beside me this time.
