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Pen Your Pride


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Grayson's POV~

I squint my eyes open, adjusting to the sunlight and try to sit up, when I feel an arm wrapped around me... I look down to see Allison sleeping on me. Wait-what? Allison?!

I immediately move her arm away from me, making her wake up.

She rubs her eyes and looks up at me.

"What? Wh-why are you so close to me for?" She asks.

"Because uh we kinda fell asleep on each other, I guess." I rub the back of neck awkwardly.

She shifts herself away from me some more.

"Where's Jack?" She asks.

"Uuh... There." I point over to the couch at the other end of the room, which Jack was sleeping on.

"Jack. Wake up. I'm going now. Thanks for letting me stay the night." She kisses his cheek, which makes me clench my fist. I don't care if she's no longer my girlfriend. I don't want to see her with another guy... At least not so soon... But I didn't know why. I didn't know why I was feeling so protective over her.

"You sure you wanna go now?" Jack sits up.

"Yeah." She breathes out, nodding.

"Okay. Well, if you ever want someone to talk to or whatever, let me know, yeah?" He smiles.

"Will do." They give each other a hug. I immediately look away. "Thank you." She 'whispers' not so quietly. I hear her sniff a little.

"No worries." I turn back around to face them. She looks at me once with tears threatening to spill, but she blinks them away as fast as possible. She says nothing to me... She just walks out the door.

"Grayson." Jack walks over to me and sits beside me on the couch.

"What?" I grumble.

"Just because I let you stay here the night, doesn't mean I'm happy with you. You know that?" He speaks so gently, that it doesn't even seem like he's mad with me... But I know he was.

"I know... But why did you let me stay, Jack. Because if I were you, I wouldn't let this jerk in. He, I deserve to be punished." I clench my fist. I hate myself for what I've done.

"Because that's your own anger for yourself talking, Gray. You gotta know that no matter what happens, we'll always be friends. And, and you're seriously not in the right state of mind right now. Whatever you did, has happened. You can't change that. But you can try to fix it, Gray. And I want to help you... Alli's is good for you. I see that... And you're good for her-" I stop him.

"No I'm not! I'm so very bad for her! Can't you see how heart broken she is right now! And why is that? It's because of me! I did that to her!" I choke out.

"Gray, you're yelling. Be quiet and bloody listen to me." He rolls his eyes. "I know that she's upset and heart broken... And you know it too. You obviously still care for her.. So why don't you try to win her back?"

"Because I-" I stop myself and think. Why haven't I tried to win her back already? I mean yes, I've apologised but I haven't actually told her that I want to get back with her. Why? Why is it that when she told me that we're over, I didn't fight back? After pondering over it for a little while, which felt like forever, a realisation hits me. "Because I don't want her back." I feel myself shake.

"What? You know that's not true, Gray." He tells me as if its a fact.

"It must be! Else why haven't I tried to fight back for her like crazy?"

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