𝐍𝐀𝐊𝐄𝐃 𝐅𝐓. 𝐎𝐆 𝐒𝐖𝐀𝐘

CHAPTER 7

i want to make a mgk fanfic so bad shm but i have no ideas

anyway yall stan olympia from birdbox? (stupid bitch who let gary into the house)

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I put on a random hoodie that was hanging downstairs before stepping out of the door. I watched a Dixie dialed a number on her phone. She wiped her face with her hand before turning around.

She looked up and saw me. She rolled her eyes and turned away.

I ignored that as I walked towards her.

"You slapped me pretty hard back there." I pointed out. I kept my hands behind my back as J stood in front of her.

"Unless you're here to return the favor please leave me alone." She dismissed without missing a beat.

"The difference between me and you is that I don't just march right up and hit people." I teased. She looked at me for a moment before softening her gaze.

"Look I'm sorry about that." She apologized. I gave her a small smile before pulling her into a hug. She didn't hesitate to hug me back. It was a tight hug, she really needed this.

"You're lucky I got my nails done the other day," I muttered softly.

She sniffed as she let out a small chuckle. I felt the vibrations as she did.

"You wanna tell me what this is all about," I asked her as I pulled away and on the sidewalk.

"Better for you to see it for yourself." She said as she brought herself down next to me. She handed me her phone. A picture of Griffin locking lips with a girl. It wasn't just a peck it looked intense.

"Oh wow, I don't even know what to say," I told her as I handed her back the phone.

"You don't have to the picture says everything." She sighed sadly. I opened my mouth to say something but she cut me off.

"I don't want to talk about him anymore." She revealed. I nodded my head in understanding. We sat in silence for a moment before she spoke up.

"Who are you anyway?" She asked me. I shrugged my shoulder carelessly.

"An old friend of the guys," I told her. She nodded.

"How'd you even get them together. Griffin hates the other guys." She told me.

"I've got my ways," I smirked.

"Of course you do." She smiled as she bumped her shoulders into mine playfully. I laughed and bumped her back.

"Where's your car?" I asked her.

"Don't have one, I tried to call an uber but my phone doesn't work." She informed me.

"You can borrow mine." I offered. I stood up and lent my hand out for her to take. She wiped the already dried tears from her face and took my hand.

"Say what are you doing this week?" I ask. I linked our arms together as we walked over to the house.

"Maybe a little bit of crying and sobbing but after that, I've got nothing planned." She joked.

"Maybe you can help me with a little project with the guys," I told her. She shook her head no.

"I don't think so." She responded.

"Come on! Hey, you'll even get to get back at Griffin." I added. She didn't look too convinced.

"What exactly is this so-called project." She questioned. If I told her she'd definitely say no. I stopped us from stepping into the house.

"Can't say until you've said yes," I told her instead. I looked up at her hopefully.

She bit her lip nervously as she thought about it. She took a few minutes.

"Fine." She sighed. I smiled at her and opened the door into the house.

This should be interesting.

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