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my eyes slowly open, graysons arm is around me while i'm laying on his chest. i slowly sit up trying not to wake him.

i realized i failed when i heard him groan, "sorry, did i wake you up?" i ask. he smiles before shaking his head, "it's fine." he sits up.

"how's your head feeling?" i asked, "like shit." he chuckles.

"i'm not surprised with how much you drinked." i tease him, "oh god, i didn't say or do anything stupid did i?" he walks over to where i'm standing.

"no, no, you said some stuff... none stupid though," i smile, "good." he puts his hand on my cheek and kisses me.

"how about you go deal with your hangover and i'll make pancakes?" i smile, "could you get anymore perfect?" he chuckles and i jokingly shrug.

i walk into the kitchen and get out the stuff to make pancakes.

"hey," a guy comes up from behind me, i jump. "holy shit." i breathe out. "oh sorry, i didn't mean to scare you." he laughs.

"no, it's fine." i laugh. "are you one of graysons one night stands." he jokingly ask, i furrow my eyebrows.

does he really have the many one night stands that his roommate refers to the as 'one of graysons one night stands'?

"no, we're kind of.. talking," i say awkwardly.

"oh shit my bad... he hasn't had a one night stand in a couple of months if it makes you feel better." he says.

"not really but thank you for trying." i laugh, "do you want some pancakes?" i ask. "no thank you, i'm about to head to the gym." he says.

after a couple minutes he leaves and the pancakes are done. i set them up on plates.

grayson comes out in a new outfit and his hair wet. "sorry, i had to hop in the shower real quick. what i miss?" he ask sitting by me grabbing his pancakes.

"a few things." i state, he looks up to me a furrows his eyebrows.

"we can talk about that in a minute." i say, "i need to talk to you about something it's been in my mind a lot lately." i look over to him.

"what is it?" he worryingly up at me, "this thing about callie-" i was cut off by my phone ringing, i pull it out and see the words dad written across my screen.

"shit, shit" i mutter. "who is it?" grayson ask, i completely ignore him, stand up and answer the phone.

"hey!" i say, "hey honey. guess where i am on the way to?" he ask, i squeeze my eyes shut and hope he doesn't say what i think he will.

"where?" i ask, "your campus!" he exclaims. "really? that's amazing! i can't wait for you to get here, i have to go though i have tons of work. see you soon bye love you!" i hang up the phone.

"who was that?" grayson ask, "my dad." i state, i walk into his room putting on my shoes and gathering my stuff.

"you're leaving?" he says sadly, "yes i have to." i say.

i look at the jersey i was wearing, "shit." i say under my breath. i remove my shirt leaving me in just a bra.

"i need a shirt." i say quickly, grayson just stands there staring at me.

"hello? earth to grayson, i need a shirt!" i say in a rush. "oh yeah, sorry," he goes to his drawer and tosses me a shirt. "thank you." i smile.

"wait why cant i come and meet your dad?" he ask, i let out a sigh.

"listen gray, my dad hasn't liked any of my boyfriends. not one of them. hell, i don't even know what this is right now and i don't want anything to get in the way of us right now." i say.

"elena, dads love me." he scoffs, "my dad doesn't love any of my boyfriends, i'm telling you. just please keep your distance today, if you see us out.. pretend you don't know me. please." i beg.

"fine, i'll pretend you're a complete stranger." he says, "thank you." i breathe out.

"i see you tonight or tomorrow." i peck him on the lips and run out the door.

-

i get out the shower and quickly change into some clothes.

after a couples of minutes i hear a knock on the door. "dad!" i hug him, "hey baby," he hugs me back.

"i'm so glad you're here!" i smile, "do you wanna go get some breakfast or coffee and catch up?" i ask, he nods his head "sure." i smile.

-

my dad and i sit on the couch just talking, we got back from the coffee shop around an hour ago.

i hear a knock the door, i get up to open the door.

"hey." grayson smiles.

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