"I wanna see!" Emma said getting up and looking at the picture with me.
When I looked closely at the picture James is literally giving me a 'Stop playing with me bitch' look. Not gonna lie, it was pretty intimidating.
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When I looked forward at James he was literally flirting with Grayson. He was grabbing on his arm, while laughing loudly. And Grayson looked very much uncomfortable.
"Hey babe you wanna see the picture?" I asked Grayson. "Yeah." He let out a breath. If James wanted to be petty then I can sure as hell be petty to. After all Grayson is my boyfriend.
All James did was glare at me. I flashed a smile at him before showing Grayson the picture. Ethan came right after also looking at the picture.
"Who is James looking at?" Ethan asked looking at me. "I think he's looking at you like that." Emma added.
"Maybe." I said just simply shrugging my shoulders.
"why the fuck is he looking at you like that? He's been being extra this whole night with you it's bullshit." Grayson said. I could feel his body tensing up, he was behind me.
"I don't know." You turned around to an angry looking Grayson. You wrapped your small arms around the sides of his stomach, looking up at him.
"Baby it's fine, honestly." I said trying to reassure him, but failed only making him more angrier, because he pushed my hands literally off of him. "No y/n it's not fine!" He said a bit loudly. Good thing the restaurant was half empty.
All I did was look down not knowing what to say. "I'm gonna give James his phone." Emma said walking away, Ethan following behind her.
I was looking everywhere but him trying to avoid his gaze. "Y/n?" I replied with a 'hmm'
"I'm sorry." I looked at him confusingly. "Why are you apologizing?"
"Because I didn't mean to yell at you." He continued "He just giving you so much shit for no reason. And your just taking it, so I'm trying to be a good boyfriend and protect you and defend you but you keep saying what he's doing is fine and it isn't. I care about you feelings babe, I know you hate it when he tells you shit."
"Your cute." I said smiling at him. "But there's always reasons for things like this. You do know why he's like this to me, right?"
"To be an asshole." Grayson said bluntly making me laugh. "Yes and no, but it's because he likes you, like likes likes you Gray." I said Grayson just looked at me dumbfounded. "Did you understand wh-
"Yes, I know what you said babe," "but how am I just barely realizing this now?" He asked himself.
"Because I told you." I said in a duh tone.
He chuckled, "That's not what I meant." He said looking at me. "What did you mean?"
"Meaning I should've realized this along time ago. It all makes sense now."
