Grayson was sitting on the couch facing the camera. He had dark bags under his eyes, and his hair was messy.
"Hello everyone. It's been a while. If you haven't been on social media, or have been living under a rock..." he paused, "Well then you may or may not know that James passed away."
Grayson wiped his face, feeling the tears streaming down his face.
"And I- I was an asshole," Grayson ran his fingers through his hair, tugging it roughly.
He sniffed loudly.
"I was such an asshole," he cried, getting up and shutting off the camera.
He let out a loud sob, and fell to the floor.
"Why?" he wailed, the sobs overcoming his body.
He was shaking, and he couldn't stop. He had seen Ethan run over yelling at him, but he couldn't hear him.
Ethan has his arms around Grayson, rocking back and forth with him.
"Breathe, Grayson. Breathe."
How could he? How could he breathe... how could he live without James?
the end
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Love Letters (G.D x J.C)
FanfictionJames has feelings for Grayson, but won't openly admit it. So, he decides to write Grayson love letters. Side note, these chapters are VERY short.
