A/n: okay so sense IM more comfortable with y'all I'm gonna start being a little more funny. Because I can.
Get it? It's a can.
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Okay that was corny.
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HAHAHAHA!!!! Okay I'll just... Book it
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HAHAHAHAHAHAHA... Ya... No?
Well then... I'll just... Write now.
*Y/N's POV*
I can't believe I did that. That was my one chance to actually be with a celebrity. MY celeb CRUSH!!! I ran back downstairs and opened the door hoping he'd be there. With my luck...
Nothing.
I looked down the street. Nothing.
"Stupid girl. Looks like happiness will never come for you," I said to myself in third person.
*Graysons POV* We drove off. I was heartbroken. But determined. She just needs to know what happiness feels like. That's the hard thing though, she won't let it in.
"Go back," I said to Ethan. "What? Dude-" he said I cut him off, "Please just go back." He sighed and turned around.
*Y/N's POV* I sat on my couch and stared at the blank tv. I was deep in thought, "What would've happened if I had said yes? Would I be happy? Would he be happy? What?" I made up cute little scenarios in my head. After about 20 minutes (dang that long) I was knocked out of my head (literally) by a knock at the door.
