Mr. Dolan

17

Grayson's POV:

As Gracey walked out I hit stop on my phone.

I replayed the recording and cut out the part about us not having sex. I sent it to the number and waited for their reply.

I needed Gracey to believe I was breaking up with her or else it wouldn't have seemed real.

My heart shattered when she said I didn't love her. Because I do love her. With all of my heart.

I wanted to tell her my plan but it wouldn't have worked if I did. I would probably have to make her believe that I really did break up with her for a few days.

I sat on the edge of the bed with my head in my hands. These next few days are gonna suck.

Gracey's POV:

I looked around and realized I was in a courtroom. I looked over at the judge who was yelling at me but I couldn't understand what he was saying. Down in front of him Grayson was standing there in an orange jumpsuit with handcuffs around his wrist and his head hanging low.

He looked up at me and his eyes were red from crying. "Mr. Dolan, do you have anything to say?" The judge said. "Gracey, you ruined my life." The policeman behind him led him away and I fell to my knees crying.

I jolted awake. It was just a dream Gracey. Just a dream. Was I really ruining his life? What if Grayson did end up in jail because of me?

I looked at the digital clock on the bedside table, 3:30 am.

Our flight leaves at 1pm.

Ugh, I do NOT want to be on a plane with Grayson for almost 3 hours.

The door slowly creaked open and light from the hall filled the room. "Can't sleep?"

Well speak of the devil.

"Not really. What do you want Grayson?" I spat.

"Come lay with me. Please?" He asked softly

I rolled me eyes. "Grayson, do you know how much it hurt when you told me we couldn't be together? I ended the relationship between me and my bestest friend because she didn't approve of us and said we shouldn't be together. And now you're saying the sane thing."

A tear slid down my cheek and he was silent. "Gracey I-"

"Please just leave. I don't want to talk to you right now."

Grayson's POV:

"Please just leave. I don't want to talk to you right now." Her voice broke and I could tell she was crying.

Tell her! The love of your life is laying there, heartbroken because you won't tell her the truth.

I ignored myself. This plan has to work. I can't lose her for good.

You will if you don't just tell her!

I wanted to so bad, but I couldn't. Not yet anyway.

"Gracey, I need you to listen to me. I have a plan. We just need to wait. Trust me." Thats all I could say without actually telling her.

"Trust you? You want me to trust you?"

She laughed.

"I did you trust you Grayson. But not after this." She walked over and slammed the door in my face.

Next day...

We loaded our things into the taxi and sat on separate sides of the backseat. She was still mad at me.

On the plane Gracey insited on someone sitting in between us.

We arrived at my apartment and Gracey quickly gathered her things and tried to leave. "Gracey wait!" She stopped and turned around. "What?"

"Please stay. We're home early and your mom will have questions. Its easier to stay."

Gracey's POV:

Ughhh I hate when he's right. Doesn't he know I'm still pissed at him?!

"Fine. Im sleeping on the couch." I sighed. "Ok, I won't argue."

I set my stuff down and changed into a pair of pajama shorts and a tshirt.

Grayson walked in with a blanket and a couple pillows. I set it all up and turned the tv on for background noise.

I woke up in the middle of the night freezing. Grayson only gave me a small blanket and the AC was on high. I looked at the time, 4:30am.

I know I shouldn't since I'm still mad at him but I got up, grabbed the pillows and blanket, and walked into Grayson's bedroom. He looked so comfy sleeping.

I slid under the blankets next to him and he woke up a little.

"Gracey?" He said confused.

"Shhh, go back to sleep." I laid next to him, taking in the warmth.

Grayson wrapped his arms around me and pulled me into his chest. "Baby you're so cold." He said still half asleep. I ignored it and tried to go back to sleep.

I can't say I didn't want him to cuddle me, because that would be a lie.

"Gracey?" Grayson interrupted my thoughts. "Yes?"

"I love you."

"I love you too."

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I woke up cold, again. I looked around and Grayson was gone.

The air smelled like pancakes and bacon.

I looked at the time, 12:45pm. Shit! I'm supposed to be home at 2pm!!!

I jumped out of bed and ran to the bathroom. I brushed my hair and my teeth. I quickly changed into a pair of skinny jeans and a white Beatles tshirt.

"You're awake." Grayson said walking in. "Yeah. Don't think I'm not mad at you still just because of last night." I said pushing past him.

He had a hurt look on his face.

"Will you at least stay for breakfast?" He asked.

I sighed. We sat down and ate in silence. I looked at the time, 1:30pm

"I gotta go." I stood up from the table and walked over to my suitcase. I finished packing my things and Grayson offered to help take them to my car.

"I don't think that's a good idea. People might see."

"Oh, um right." He looked sad

"I'll see you monday, Mr. Dolan."

I brought everything out to my car and drove to my house.

"Hey honey! How was you're vacation?" My mom embraced me as I walked in. "It was great!" I said with a fake smile.

After talking to my mom about my trip with Beck and Lucy, she told me about her trip with my sister. I took everything to my room and unloaded my things.

I laid in bed that night, mine and Grayson's conversation in the cabin replaying in my head.

What did he mean by 'I have a plan'

What plan? What does that mean?

Before I knew it, tears were streaming down my face. I have never cried this much over a guy, except my dad.

Why did Grayson have this effect on me?!?

Because you love him

How could I love him after he broke my heart?

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I don't even know what to say.

Ok honestly, who do you think the unknown stalker person is??? Tell me in the comments!!!!

Gracey please don't hate me!!! -B