Three Months Later
"Can I say hi to him?!" Hanna begs.
"Who?" I raise an eyebrow.
"You know exactly who." She says with a wink.
"Grayson?"
"Nooo, I was talking about Mr. Harvey." Hanna says sarcastically.
Mr. Harvey is our Literature teacher and Hanna thinks he's hot for some reason. He's honestly just a perv.
"Ew." I state bluntly.
I shut my locker and we head out of the school to a small pizza restaurant down the street called Mazio's.
It's lunch time at our school, but sometimes Hanna and I leave campus to go get pizza instead. We just have to be sneaky about it.
"But seriously, can I say hi?" She asks again, sitting down at our table with her pizza.
"What, do you want me to facetime him now?" I respond while digging through my food.
Hanna gives me the puppy dog eyes and sticks her bottom lip out. I sigh in defeat and open Grayson's contact on my phone.
I text and ask him if he wants to facetime.
After a couple of minutes, he responds and agrees. I press the call button and wait for his face to appear on my screen.
Grayson and I facetime eachother literally everyday now.
"Hi beautiful." Grayson says with an adorable smile.
"Hey bitch."
"Aren't you in school?" He asks confused.
"Yeah, my friend and I are just at a pizza restaurant for lunch. We gotta hurry back to campus soon though." I ramble.
"Ohh." His mouth forms and 'o' shape and he runs his fingers through his gorgeous fucking hair-
"Ahem." Hanna coughs.
"Oh yeah, my friend wants to say hi to you for some reason. She's kind of dumb, so be patient." I say with a smirk. I love teasing Hanna.
Hanna crosses her arms and glares at me in response, causing me to burst into a laughing fit.
"Okay." Grayson laughs.
I turn my phone screen toward Hanna so she can see Grayson. When she does, she chokes on the pizza in her mouth.
"YOU'RE GRAYSON DO-" She wheezes.
"YOU'RE GRAYSON DOLAN?!" She shrieks.
"Oh boy." I sigh.
"Hiii." Grayson giggles, while adding a small wave.
Hanna looked at the phone screen in shock and slowly began turning her head to face me.
"THIS ENTIRE TIME, YOU'VE BEEN TALKING TO GRAYSON DOLAN?!" She yells again. I can hear Grayson's muffled laughter in the background.
"Yeah, I guess." I laugh.
"So, how are y-"
"I'M GREAT." Hanna interupts Grayson.
"That's good." He says with a chuckle.
"Oh my fucking god, his laugh. Did you hear it?! HE'S SO CUTE, OH MY GOD." Hanna wiggles my arm around.
"He can hear everything you are saying, dumbass." I roll my eyes playfully. Hanna's face goes red when I say this and Grayson laughs again.
