𝐢𝐧𝐬𝐚𝐧𝐢𝐭𝐲|𝐠.𝐝|

❦𝗰𝗵𝗮𝗽𝘁𝗲𝗿 𝟭𝟬❦

khloe:

"grayson? can we talk?" i asked him and he quickly got up from where he was sitting and walked towards me. i walked into the hallway and he followed me.

"what's up babe?" he asked with a concerning look on his face. i looked at my fingers and he pulled me in for a hug. what? i'm confused, i didn't even say anything...yet.

"i already know what you're going to say." he says and i furrowed my eyebrows.

"what was i going to say?" i question him and he breaks the hug.

"khloe. i know when you're upset." he says and i sigh. how do i tell him that i'm uncomfortable with being here right now.

"i'm ready to go." i simply say with no emotion or anything. he looks at me with a confused look and i tilt my head.

"why?" he asks and i scoff.

"either you take me or i will walk." i inform him and he nods. we walked back into the living room where my dad sat in his chair, like always.

"mom, we're going to head out." i told her and she raised a brow at me.

"i'm just really tired." i lie and she nods.

grayson opens the door and i begin to follow him, but my mom grabs my wrist.

"are you pregnant mija?" she asks me and i give her a confused look.

"are. you. pregnant?" she says trying to break it down for me. i laugh at her while her face stays serious.

"no! of course not!" i say between laughs and she exhales.

"bye mom." i say trying to break this unimportant topic.

"bye!" she exclaims as i close the door.

i got in the car with grayson and he looked at me, and i did the same.

"what?" i asked him and he smiled.

"what took you so long?" he asks with a chuckle.

"do you really want to know?" i asked him and he nods.

"she wanted to know if i..was pregnant." i finally get out and his face lights up.

"are you!!" he practically screams.

"umm....no. i'm not having kids. especially with you." i say with a little laugh followed behind.

"what's that supposed to mean?" he asks with a frown on his face.

"i don't want my kids to be ugly." i joke.

"correction. i'm not ugly, you are." he says and my jaw drops.

"yeah, okay. i know i'm cute." i say acting offended.

"woah, i never said you weren't cute. i just said you were ugly." he says. now what sense does that make? none.

i huff and look out of the window. he finally starts the car and we drive off.

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we arrived at the house and i immediately got out of the car and into the house. well, attempt to get in the house, but my dumb ass tried getting in but the damn door was locked.

"grayson! keys!" i shout as his slow ass is just now getting out of the car.

"oh yeah. sorry." he says walking up the steps and to the door. he opens the door and i go straight in. grayson comes behind me and grabs my waist.

"are you still mad at me for calling you ugly?" he asks and i don't answer him.

"duh! you're supposed to be my hype man, not call me ugly back!" i inform him and he laughs as do i.

"i love you khloe." he says and kisses my cheek. i walk away from him and into the living room.

i took a seat on the couch and turned on the tv. i turned on a random movie.

"what we watching?" grayson asks while climbing over the couch and sitting right next to me.

"don't put your feet in the couch! what's wrong with you?" i yell at him and he laughs. no one wants to sit in dirt. especially not feet dirt, now that's just disgusting.

"sorry, ms. OCD." he says sarcastically.

"just because i don't want dirt on the couch doesn't automatically make me OCD." i inform him.

"well, someone's been moody." he says and i look at him.

what's he trying to say? i'm not moody, i'm just aggravated. wait, does that make me moody. no, because i've been happy all day, until he called me ugly. although i called him ugly first, but that doesn't mean anything. i'm also aggravated because everyone thinks i'm pregnant. which by the way i'm not.

"i-don't-just...don't, don't ever say that sentence ever again. please for the sake of your life." i say to him and he laughs.

"i am so serious. you should know by now after all of our years of dating, you don't call me moody." i tell him.

"i'm sorry babe." he says. he kisses my cheek and i smile at him. it's official, i think i'm bipolar. not really he just knows how to make me happy again. yes, by kissing my cheek. just something about that makes me happy.

"but, for real what are we watching?" he asks trying to change the subject.

"i honestly don't know." i say with a slight chuckle.

"let's watch a scary movie." he suggests and i immediately shake my head no.

"not no but hell no. i don't want nightmares." i inform him and he chuckles.

"khloe, i'm right here. your night in shining armor is right here to save you." he says and i laugh at him.

"so can we watch one?" he asks smoothly and i stop laughing.

"no! what about a comedy?" i suggest and he playfully rolls his eyes.

"fine." he says and i give him a big toothy smile.

"okay, i have one in mind." i say grabbing the remote from beside me.

"you had this planned out?" he asks and i nod my head.

"step brothers?" i asked him. this movie is honestly a classic.

"of course, i should've guessed that." he says and i turn the movie on.

well, today was all over the place but now i'm watching one of my favorite comedies with my favorite person.

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for some of you guys wanting to know, yes this chapter is probably very confusing but no she is not pregnant.

but wouldn't you get aggravated if you got asked if you were pregnant and you weren't?

so, yeah. just putting that out there.