I Chose You (A Greyson Chance Fan Fiction) [EDITING]

Chapter 17~A Shoulder To Cry On.

I WOULD LIKE TO DEDICATE THIS TO @Greychelle_1214 SHE JUST COMMENTED A VERY HEART-WARMING COMMENT AND I DO LIKE IT! SO, I HOPE YOU LIKE THIS CHAPTER! THIS IS FOR YOU! (:

~Ann (:

~*~Your POV~*~

Oh God! What will I do with this guy? I'm so confused right now. It's like, two voices in my head are fighting.

You should've gone out with Greyson! He planned everything for you!

No! You should go out with Gabe more! He's a sweetheart and Greyson's a meanie, remember?

Oh shut your mouth up! Greyson and (YN) are meant to be!

No! (YN) and Gabe! Gabe said he likes you! Did Greyson said anything like that to you? Or maybe, say that you're beautiful? No right? Only Gabe! So Gabe is the person for you!

No! Greyson is the person for (YN)! Even if he didn't said any of that to her, he's still expressing his feelings for her by doing it not saying it! Not like Gabe, who likes to spend time with filthy creatures!

Oh!

yeah Oh!

"Shut up!" I whisper-yelled to my self.

I took a deep breath first then walked closer to Greyson. I sat on the floor beside the couch and just looked at him, peacefully sleeping. I shook his shoulder gently but he didn't woke up. I shook him a little harder but he's still not waking up. I sighed and rolled my eyes then got up. I took cheyenne and whiskey down for a moment. I walked behind the couch and pushed it forward then Greyson fell on the floor.

"Ouch!" He bawled. "What'd you do that for?"

I crossed my arms over my chest and rolled my eyes. "To wake you up, lame-o!"

He stood up and carried whiskey and Cheyenne. "Well, it isn't funny."

"Did I even laughed?"

He walked towards me and handed me cheyenne and went upstairs. What did I just do? I wasn't even trying to be funny! Is he mad or something? I followed him upstairs and when he got inside he immediately closed the door, RIGHT IN FRONT OF ME. I clenched my jaw and opened the door.

"Alright, talk to me." I started.

I gave me a questioning look. "What?"

"Oh.. Maybe I'll ask you something like, WHAT THE HECK IS YOUR PROBLEM?" I raised my voice making cheyenne whine.

"M-me? Problem?" He let out an irritated chuckle. "My problem is, why the heck the two of you took so long? I've waited for hours!"

"Oh my goodness!" I stomped my feet on the floor. "You don't know what a date is, do you?"

He was supposed to retort but I menacingly pointed my finger at him with my right eye half open, then he shook his head.

"DATES, depends on how long it takes, Greyson or should I say, lame-o." I sat on my/Greyson's bed.

"I'll take that as an insult." He mumbled as he sat beside me.

I rolled my eyes "And you two will just share stories, like that!"

"Really?" He looked at his nails, like he's not interested.

"And some times you can make someone your girlfriend by dating or--"

"BORING! Can you tell another story?"

"You're such a jerk!"

He giggled then he sat up and looked at me with a serious face.