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sophie's pov:

i'm currently lying in my bed, crying my eyes out. again. why did i have to do that? i was such a fucking idiot!

"sophie?" i heard grayson's voice from the other end of the door.

"come in," i said in a shaky voice.

grayson came in and instantly frowned, "sophie," he said sadly, "you look like shit."

i rolled my eyes, "thanks ass clown," i said, i wiped my eyes, "what do you want?"

"i want to check in on you, you're obviously not taking this whole ethan thing very well," he said.

i sighed, "i'm actually not crying about that anymore," i shrugged.

"there's more?" he asked, raising an eyebrow.

i nodded, "emma came in earlier to cheer me up, and it worked..." i trailed off, i began to cry again. grayson was now sitting next to me in the bed, "and i fucking kissed her and now i'm worried i ruined our friendship because she ran out." i was now sobbing.

grayson's eyes widened, sally came into the room, "what the fuck is going on?" she asked, referring to the fact that i was crying my eyes out.

"sophie kissed emm," grayson said simply.

sally's eyes widened as well, "are you serious? what did she do?"

"she fucking ran out of the room!" i screamed. i then collapsed onto sally, she rubbed my back soothingly.

"aw soph, i bet she was just surprised," she said in a calm voice.

i sniffled, suddenly my phone buzzed, it was emma. "omg," i said.

"what?" grayson asked eagerly.

"emma texted me," i said. i was freaking out.

"holy fucking shit," gray said, "open it!!"

i opened it and read it out loud. "hey, i'm sorry i ran out on you, i was just surprised, i'm coming over now to talk." i gasped.

"holy shit!" grayson exclaimed, "what the fuck is she going to say??"

"i don't know!" i said. suddenly my phone buzzed again, i glanced at it. "it's ethan," i sighed, "again."

"what did he say this time?" sally sighed.

i read it out loud, "baby please, don't do this, i love you," i laughed, "no he doesn't, he just doesn't want his fans to hate him."

grayson nodded, "yeah, don't respond."

i nodded, throwing my phone to the side, "why does my life have to be so fucking complicated?" i asked.

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sorry for this filler chapter, i'm trying to write more but i'm kind of uninspired. anways, i hope you enjoyed!

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