--Your POV--
I sat quietly in the back of my parents car. We drove to my brothers funeral. It took a few weeks to organize it, like all funerals. I thought about bailing, but for the sake of my parents a didn't. And all the time I was grieving about my brother not once did I bother to text graser. I didn't even answer his, and today he was texting me trying to get a word out of me.
(Y/n) please?! Just text me!
My phone buzzed a lot more.
Please!
Come on!
You can tell me.
I turned my phone off throwing it in the seat. I couldn't face him. At all.
The funeral was bad. Seeing family and friends all crying. I went and set in the bathroom...I began crying. "Fucking hell! (Y/n) be strong!" I yelled to myself. Just then there was a knock on the door. I wiped my tears away. And opened the door.
"Hey (y/n)" that voice was all to familiar.
"Hello Mikey.." I mumbled. He was my brothers best friend. And I use to have a major crush on him.
"It's been a long time. And we're both sad. So let's catch up." His smile was gorgeous. What the hell?! I like graser! Or do I? I only nodded, we are only friends. Aquatints.. My parents and I loaded into the car. I stared at the window for a few minutes before turning my phone back on. 3 missed calls and to many text to read.
--Graser's POV--
I texted, called, and left voice mails! What the hell was going on. She could at least tell me she didn't want to see me. I sighed. Straub and me were getting an apartment together. I wanted to tell (y/n) but she's upset at something. Ever since that date...
I shook my head, she was out of my league. And I knew it.
~time skip~
--Your POV--
I sat awkwardly on my side of the cafe booth. "So um how's college?"
Mikey smirked. "It's fine." I sipped my milk shake, holding back shivers. I didn't like Mikey. Of all my brothers friends he was a pervert. But he was also trust worthy. "There's a lot of girls that have-"
I stood up abruptly. "I'm sorry Mikey. I can't do this. I use to like you, but now your a huge jerk." I sighed. "And a pervert." I grabbed my bag and left. And on my way out I bumped into someone. "Sorry"
He looked up from his phone, "uuuhh, no problem. But hey, this isn't the joint. God I'm lost!" He's Australian accent was strong....
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Graser10 X reader: Rainy Days
FanfictionHello, this story is very all over the place and rough around the edges. I wrote this when I was around 14 or 15 and in 2015. If you enjoy it that's great, if you hate it that's valid as well. This story no longer reflects my ability as an author so...
