Best friends || Grayson Dolan

Just friends

{Weston's POV}
Bitches 🌹
Wes: I can't just be friends with him 😩

Kels: so what?

Ash: I don't know

Mags: Baby, follow your heart

Wes: Why cliche. Just tell me I'm being stupid in loving him, tell me we're better as friends. Tell me that the love he gave me needs to go to someone else 😭

Ash: I won't lie to you Wes x

Mags: neither will I x

Kels: Talk it out 😘

Wes: we did but then everyone came and things got awkward 😕

Kels: Prom is literally a few months away. Just see what happens 😏

Wes: I love him. I don't wanna wait 🤭

Ash: Just be with him !!

Wes: we can't because we're so toxic together

Kels: I'm coming over right now !

Wes: See you soon x

*phone buzzing*
Text from Gray 💕

Gray 💕: Wes I love you
Gray💕: Ignore that
Gray💕: Fuck it I love you Weston and i always will

Wes🥵: Grayson, we're toxic together and as much as I love you its just not right for us 💔

Gray💕: I'll try with you until it works and we find a healthy balance because i love you and i refuse to watch you love someone else or give my love to someone who doesn't get me like you do.

*phone locked*

I put my head in my hands and started to cry. My heart ached and I didn't know how to fix it. Loving someone and not being good for eachother is enough to fuck anyone up. But you're always willing to fuck yourself up in the hope that it all plans out. In my case no matter how many timed I've tried it breaks my heart more than before

*faint knock at door*
I propped my head up and pulled my frail, fragments of my body together to go and answer the door. As usual I was home alone surrounded by my own sadness and blues.

Inescapable.

I opened the door falling into the arms of who stood there and cried. The arms were far to muscular to be Kelsey, I looked up observing the perfect face I loved more than anything.

"Gray..."

"Don't talk Wes" he said as he pressed his soft lips to mine.

A connection I ached for. A connection I desired. I loved nothing more than being in his arms.

He was the cigarette and I was the smoker.

"Jump" he demanded. So I complied.

His arms naturally wrapped themselves around me. This was normal. This was it. I didn't want to reverse. I wanted this to stay.

{Grayson's POV}
She collapsed in my arms. She was weak. She made me weak. Weston had me there and then. I lustily kissed her and demanded her to jump into my arms. She fell prey to me.

I carried her to the bedroom and placed kisses on her soft skin as I lay her in her bed. Stripping to my underwear I slipped into the bed beside her.

'I love you Grayson' she whispered into my chest.

"I love you" I said and kissed her forehead.

"Gray?"

"Yeah?"

She smirked at me, I knew what that meant.

"Say no more" I laughed at her goofiness.