Gang Leader//G•B•D

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You and Grayson end up talking all day and laughing and everything but then you take a nap in Grayson's bed.

You wake up to Grayson whispering your name to you

Grayson- Sophia, Sophia? I need to go to dinner with Ethan, so I need to leave now, I'll be back in a couple hours

Sophia- okay

*45 mins later*

"Are you sure you're gonna be okay?" Your friend's voice sounded through the phone and you stopped yourself from scowling.How were you supposed to answer that after the large bomb she had dropped on you?

"Yeah." You answered, voice coming out breathy and quiet. You knew that you weren't gonna be okay, though, and judging by the small indignant noise that your friend let out on the other end of the receiver, she didn't buy it either.

"Look, maybe it isn't what it looks like," Your friend brought you back from your dark thoughts.

"Just don't do anything stupid."You refrained from glaring at the tiled wall, opting to clench your jaw instead.Grayson had gone out this evening, claiming that he was gonna grab a bite to eat with Ethan. You had only bid him goodbye, smiling as he left the house because you had nothing to worry about at all. He went out with his brother for dinner all the time, and you thought that this time was no different. But then your friend had called you,telling you that she had seen Grayson with another girl.

The first red flag raised when she told you how they had been at the same restaurant as her, and how tall and beautiful she looked. Then the other red flags began rising as she went into great detail of how the woman looked like, describing Grayson's ex-girlfriend perfectly.

"Hey, I have to go." You heard her scramble around. "I love you."

You opened your mouth but she hung up the phone before you could get a word out, leaving you standing in the middle of the kitchen with your phone pressed to your ear and a frown on your face.

With a sigh, you lowered the phone and stared at the lock screen; a picture of you and Grayson. The cheesy grin on his face stared back at you, your lips pressed to his dimpled cheeks and your arms around him, hugging him from behind.

The screen went black and you placed the phone down on the counter. The dishes were waiting for you, so you set to finish scrubbing them, your mind racing.

A few minutes later, your phone started vibrating and you glanced to the side, Grayson's face and name flashing on the screen as it continued ringing.

You clenched your jaw, willing your eyes not to tear up as you began scrubbing the glass in your hands with the sponge, staring intently at it.

You didn't realize how hard you were scrubbing, because seconds later the glass shattered and glass went flying everywhere.

A loud gasp left your lips as your hand started stinging, letting the remaining of the glass and the sponge drop in the sink as you clutched your hand.

Tears started to sting your eyes as you turned your bloody hand around, peeking at the gash on your palm as blood dripped out in an alarming speed.

You sniffled as you clutched your hand, biting down on your lip as the pain got worse. It was a deep gash, but not big or deep enough to get stitches so you were good.

Grayson- Sophia?! Oh my God, what the hell happened?

An all too familiar voice yelled, echoing across the kitchen as he rushed to your side. His hands grabbed your hands gently to assess the damage, eyes flashing in panic.

Grayson-Baby, you'll be fine. Wait here.

You watched as he rushed out of the kitchen, making noise as he rummaged through the bathroom before returning with a clean, white towel.

You didn't even have it in you to protest as he pressed the cloth to your bleeding hand, wrapping it around your hand gently and fast, eyebrows furrowed as he worked.

You brought your healthy hand to wipe at your cheeks, feeling shocked that you were crying without realizing it.

Grayson looked over your face, eyebrows pulled together as he held the towel pressed to the palm of your hand.

Grayson- jesus, Sophia. What even happened?

He asked, eyes drifting over to the sink nearby to take in the shattered glass and the blood. "Are you okay?"

Sophia- It's fine, Gray," You gently yanked your hand out of his grip, taking a step back and unwrapping the towel from your stinging hand.

Sophia- just held onto it harder than expected. You turned around and walked over to the cabinet, searching for a bandage so you could wrap your hand. As you tended to your hand, you heard Grayson shuffle around behind you, plastic bag rustling.

You turned around and leaned your back against the counter, healthy hand holding your wrapped one as you looked at Grayson. He was digging around the bag, bringing out cartons of take-out food and placing them on the counter.

Grayson-I bought Indian, figured you'd be hungry.

He said as he crumpled the empty plastic bag in his hands, throwing it on the counter beside him.

You swallowed. So your friend was right, he had been at the indian restaurant with his ex-girlfriend.

Sophia- I already ate. That was a lie, but you couldn't stomach food at the moment because your stomach was already feeling heavy with all kinds of emotions.

Sophia- thanks though.

A/n: I didn't have to edit this one that much and I'm kinda proud, but like, I know it's still shit anyways.

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