Grester!

Chapter 8

Grace's POV

I ran out of his house and got into my car. I jammed the keys into the ignition and drove away as quickly as I could. I could barely see, my eyes were flooded with tears. When I finally got home, I lay down on the couch and cried. I held one of my fancy couch pillows to my face and kept crying. I stayed like that for a good, solid fifteen minutes. I thought about how stupid I was. I shouldn't have gone in to kiss him, what was I thinking? Things were going to be unbearably awkward now.

I heard my front door open, but is didn't look up. I heard footsteps coming closer to the couch. I looked up to see a worried looking Mamrie Hart standing in front of me.

"Scoot over, pal" she said to me.

I sat up and she sat down beside me. I leaned my head on her shoulder and started crying again. She didn't seem to mind me getting her shirt all wet.

"What happened Grace?" She asked me sweetly.

"I-I-I I fucked up Mames..." I managed to blurt out between sobs.

"What happened Grace?" She repeated, just as sweetly.

"We-we were s-siting there, ed-editing a-and I t-told him that hi-is video was g-good. And we just sat there, silently for a while. I-I-" I burst out crying again, with Mamrie rubbing circles on my back.

"Shhhh. It's oaky, it's okay. Tell me the rest when you're ready. Shhhh" she said soothingly.

"Th-then I l-leaned in t-to k-kiss him, a-and I freaked out and left." I said as I was sobbing.

"Wait, so was he leaning in too?" Mamrie asked.

"I don't know why he would, he obviously doesn't like me." I sari to her.

She stared at me for a minute and laughed and said . "You really are oblivious, aren't you?"

I stared back at her and said "what do you mean?" I was really confused.

"Let me explain this to you. As someone who gets to watch both of you, I can honestly tell you, that when he looks at you, he is as much in love worth you as you are in love with him." She said it quickly and all in one breath, as if it was something she needed to get off her chest.

"Are you sure Mames?" I asked timidly.

"One million percent!"

Just then, we heard a knock on the door. Mamrie got up to get it. I heard her open the door and say "come in!" Was it Hannah? Or Swike? Or someone else?

I heard footsteps walking towards the living room, where I was. I looked up, and saw a nervous looking Chester standing there. I wiped the tears out of my eyes and tried to also wipe off any makeup.

"W-what are you doing here?" I stuttered.

I got up, feeling awkward to be the only one sitting. Chester walked over to me, looking me in the eyes.

"I'm really sorry about tonight." He said sweetly.

"No, Chester. I'm really sorry. It was my fault. I shouldn't have tried to kiss you, I just-" I was cut of by Chester putting one hand on my cheek.

I felt him leaning in, but this time with more intention. Finally, our lips met. It wasn't the kind of desperate sloppy kisses that I had shared with more of my exes, it was sweet and delicate. When we both pulled back, I opened my eyes to see a smiling Chester staring back at me.

"I really like you, you know!" He said to me. My heart fluttered and I muttered.

"I really like you too.."
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A/N
Hey guys! We're almost at 1k reads! Which is INSANE!

I decided to make this Chapter happier than the last one.. So you're welcome, I guess! This story is gonna have lots of ups and downs, like all real relationships, so stay tuned!

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