Secrets [m. clifford]

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"Rebecca, oh my god! Look, come here!" I yell, making her run into my room.

"What? Are you okay?" She asks, out of breath from running up to my room.

"I got in!" I exclaim.

"Oh my god! That's amazing!"

She pulls me into a hug, and I smile.

"Congrats, Grace. I'm so happy for you." She says as we pull out of our hug.

"Thanks, Bec. I'm so excited."

"What are you two yelling about?" Ashton asks, walking into my room.

"Uh..."

"You haven't told him, right? I'll leave." Bec mumbles before leaving.

"Grace?" Ashton asks.

"I wasn't kidding, when I said I applied to university far away from here..."

"You're leaving?"

I nod, "I- I got in."

"Wow. That's really great, I'm happy for you." He weakly smiles.

I roll my eyes, "You don't have to pretend to be happy for me."

"No, this really is huge. I'm proud of you."

"Really?"

He nods, smiling at me, "Come here."

He pulls me into a hug, and I smile.

I didn't know what kind of reaction I'd get from Ashton, but this was better than I expected.

"Does Michael know?"

"No. So please don't tell him. Please." I beg.

"I won't, I promise." He says before leaving my room.

Ashton telling Michael would be the worst thing possible. Michael's already going to be mad that I never told him I applied, who knows what he might say to me leaving.

My phone rings, and it's Michael.

"Hey, babe." I smile as I answer the phone.

"I'm coming over, just thought I'd let you know. Okay, bye!" He says ending the call.

I chuckle, going to find Bec before he gets here.

"Bec?" I call before entering her room.

"Yea?"

"Please don't bring up how I got accepted, okay? Michael's on his way here."

"I won't mention it, I promise." She smiles as I leave her room.

"Grace, Michael is here." Ashton calls.

"Wow, he's actually letting me know he's here." I mumble to myself.

"Hey." Michael smiles, wrapping his arms around me.

"Don't touch my sister when I'm around. You two are disgusting." Ashton says, rolling his eyes as he sits on the sofa.

"Well, okay then." Michael mumbles, taking a step away from me.

I chuckle, "Come on."

I grab his hand, making him follow me.

"Leave your door open, Grace. I swear!" Ashton calls.

I stop walking, "Let's go to yours, okay?"

He laughs, "Yea, let's go."

I giggle, as we rush out of the house.

"Your bother fucking sucks." Michael says as we leave.

"I know. I really don't like him." I reply.