"Okay, don't look now, but Grayson Dolan is right behind you." Kylie mumbled urgently at me.
I froze.
I heard a couple of footsteps towards me and saw Kylie look away, trying to hide her red cheeks.
"Do I know you?" he whispered in my ear. His breathe smelt of booze and I could feel his lips curved into a smirk.
"No." I replied harshly, turning around to face him and giving him my evil glare.
He looked confused as I walked away, pulling Kylie with me.
"What do you think you're doing?" Kylie hissed at me from beneath her cap.
"Nothing. Literally, nothing." I said through clenched teeth. When we had arrived back at the junk food isle, I grabbed a few packets of crisps off of the shelves, and this time, Kylie didn't stop me.
We payed quickly, and I felt guilty for being so rude and upfront, but then I remembered what he had done.
"Hey, Miss Angry-at-the-hottest-actor-in-the-whole-world-for-no-reason," she dragged on as I rolled my eyes, "You owe me an explanation."
"No I don't, because I have nothing to say." I mumbled, grabbing the change from the cashier women.
I took out my phone to check the time (6:30pm), calculating how much time I would have left to study.
As I did, I heard the ruffling of our grocery bags, so I snapped my head in the direction of the noise and saw nothing but a man's back; he was paying.
I walked briskly out of the automatic sliding doors with the a bag in each hand and heard Kylie trailing behind me.
"If you just don't like him, then, I understand! Not everyone-"
"Look, I don't want to talk about it, okay?" I blurt. I looked into her confused eyes and smiled at her meekly.
"You'll have to tell me one day." she mumbled to herself. I laughed as I put down the bags in the back trunk.
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I emptied out the bags, keeping back a chocolate bar, and putting everything in the white cupboards of our kitchen.
Reaching for the bar in one of the bags, I felt something rougher than the thin plastic roaming around inside. I grabbed it, and found a small strip of paper in my hand.
It read:
44629947198
He didn't. The man, also known as Grayson, sneaked his number into our bags.
As if I would call his number! I considered giving it to Kylie, but something deep inside of me told me to keep it.
I gave it to her anyway.
"This is Grayson Dolan's phone number?!" she squealed. I nodded a tiny bit, biting my lip. She cupped her hand over her mouth as her eyes widened. "Oh my God. Oh my God!!" She started screaming, like I had expected, and I think I saw a small tear roll down her cheek.
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Work Harder | g.d
Fanfiction"Do you like him?" "I don't want to." "But do you?" "I do." - The hot and successful actor, Grayson Dolan, decides to take a brake from his career for the summer and go back to his home town. He comes across Madison Andrews, remembering their past...
