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us volleyball girls sit in a group as we stretch making casual small talk. "how was the party last night?" i overhear the group beside us.

"it was fun actually, i got wasted now my head hurts like hell," a girl scoffs.

"it was amazing. grayson was there," i hear callie say i make eye contact with her as a smirk is plastered on her face.

i roll my eyes and look back to abby.

"maybe you should call him," she shrugs, "i don't think he wants to talk to me right now. plus, shouldn't he be the one to call? if he really cared..." i ask.

"i don't know but matt said he wasn't how he usually is at parties, i think he's really sad about this whole thing." she says standing up.

i let out a sigh, "i need to focus on practice right now," i shake my head.

-

i walked down the sidewalk with way too many books in my hand, i keep my eyes on the books trying not to drop them long enough to make it back to my car.

suddenly i bump into someone making them fall. "sorry," i grunt bending down picking up my books.

"elena, it's okay," he kneels down and helps pick up my books.

"thanks justin," i take the books from his hand. "do you need help packing this back to your car? you're hands are pretty full," he laughs.

"um, no thanks, i've got it." i say, i felt eyes on me so i look in the direction i felt it coming from.

i make eye contact with grayson, he looks away after second, looking back to the guy standing in front of him.

"i know we have a history but, we can still be friends?" he smiles, "just let me help you." he grabs for the books.

"honestly it's fine. i got it, thanks," i smile and walk away.

i finally make it to my car.

-

i get an incoming facetime call from abby, i answer it.

"hey," i smile, "hey, matt just said grayson said you were hanging with justin today? what's that about?" she ask.

"what? i wasn't hanging out with him," i scoff. "he said he seen you guys together," she shrugs.

"we ran into each other and he helped me pick up my books, that was it." i roll my eyes. "he said it was 'typical' for you to run back to him." she rolls her eyes.

"are you serious?" i sit up.

why is he telling my friends this? if he has something to say he should say it to me.

"i've gotta go," i hang up the phone. i walk over to graysons dorm, this might be out of anger and i might regret it later but right now i'm too pissed to care.

i knock roughly on the dorm door, there was no answer so i knocked again.

"hey?" graysons roommate answers the door shirtless, with red tinted eyes which only led me to believe he was high. there was loud music playing in the background.

"is grayson here?" i asked, "yeah, he's in his room." he nods moving out the way for me to come in.

i march past him and into graysons room. i walk into his room to see him laying on his bed shirtless with gym shorts on scrolling on his phone.

"i told you to kn-" he starts before cutting himself off realizing it's me.

"what are you doing here?" he ask carelessly looking back to his phone. "why would you tell my friends that i'm getting back with my asshole ex? just because you see two people talking for two minutes doesn't mean they're fucking dating you know that right?" i ask.

he does a small chuckle and continues texting on his phone, i roll my eyes and snatch his phone away from him.

"what the fuck is your problem?" he ask standing up towering over me. i'm not gonna lie, it was a little intimidating but i wasn't gonna let him bully me into giving in.

"what's my problem?" i ask scoffing, "what's your problem? saying it's 'typical' of me to go back to my ex? that's a dick move, you know how i feel about him and you tell my friends i'm dating him because i talked to him for two fucking seconds," i state.

"sure, like you wouldn't cheat on me in two seconds with him," he rolls his eyes.

"are serious right now? i'm not the one who took another persons phone number and lied about it am i?" i rhetorically ask him. "plus how could i cheat on you when you don't even how the balls to ask me out in the first place?" i chuckle knowing it'll piss him off. 

he clenches his jaw and he stares deep into my eyes with his that grew more and more dark as each second passes. he puts his head on the back of my neck quickly making contact with my lips, backing us up until we hit his door.