Again | g.d

Part Nine

"Okay, E," I shouted from the bathroom, before swinging open the door and walking into my bedroom. "what about this one?"

"It looks good," Ethan sighed. "Just like the first four you tried on."

I crossed my arms. "Is it a bad thing that I want to look perfect for this double date?"

It was Ethan's turn to cross his arms as he cocked up an eyebrow. "And who are you trying to look perfect for?"

I rolled my eyes. "My boyfriend, Ethan."

"Really?"

"I am not doing this for Grayson," I told him as I put my earrings in. "I could care less about what he thinks."

That was far from true.

Ever since two days ago, when we kissed for the first time in four years, the only thing I've been dying to know is what he was thinking.

Even if I was stupid enough to talk to him, I couldn't. I told him we should stay away from each other. And we should - but just because I know we need to doesn't mean I want to.

And the fact that we shouldn't be near each other is going to make tonight so much harder for me.

How the hell am I supposed to sit across from him all night when I can barely contain myself from doing something I shouldn't when i'm in the same room as him?

"All five dresses you've put on have been his favorite color, Sav." He said slowly.

"What?" I said in disbelief, whipping around to face the mirror, realizing what he had said was true, after all. "That doesn't mean anything - I have a million dresses in my closet that are your favorite color, too."

"Which is?" Ethan challenged me.

"White?"

"I'm gonna go out on a limb here and guess you don't know Jack's favorite color, either?" He laughed.

But the truth of his statement was far from funny. I could remember something about Gray I had learned four years ago, but don't know the same thing about my current boyfriend? The fact that I still knew Grayson so well wasn't a good thing. It farther confirmed that I was still in love with him.

I plopped down on the bed next to Ethan, taking a deep breath. "I am such a horrible person."

"No you're not," Ethan chuckled, throwing his arm over my shoulder. "you're human. And you can't control your feelings. You can't help who you love, no matter the situation."

He did have a point. More than anything I wanted to be over Gray. Everything would be so much easier if I could just forget about him. But for whatever reason, I couldn't. Even after four years of not seeing or talking to him.

"I don't know what to do, Ethan. I feel so stupid."

"I think you should do what's best for you."

I looked at him, feeling uneasy because I already knew what he was getting at.

"You're saying I should break up with Jack?" I asked him hesitantly.

Ethan shrugged, standing up. "I'm saying you should do whatever will make you happy, Savannah."

And that was it. Jack didn't make me happy. Because he wasn't Grayson. No one would ever be Grayson. On top of that I had feelings for someone else - I had even cheated on him.

The only thing to do was end things.

"Yeah," I pushed out. "Yeah, you're right."

Just then the doorbell rang, sending unease through my body. Me and Ethan's heads snapped towards one another.

"Is that...?" Ethan trailed off.

I gulped, feeling like I was about to faint. "Jack," I pushed out, finishing his sentence.

I didn't know what I was going to say, or how I was going to say it, but it looked like I was doing this now.

How the hell do you break someone's heart?