imessage [2] +written
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gray☹️
nessa💔
wednesday 3:29pm
gray let me explain
yesterday 5:37pm
gray please
answer me
today 8:52am
gray
what
omg thank god you answered
i've missed you
well i haven't
grayson...
please hear me out
i don't want to talk to you
no gray
please give me 7 minutes
read at 8:53am
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*flashback*
vanessa
grayson and i just met a couple days ago and we were both at a party at the same time. we were having a great time. i wasn't drinking because, well, i don't drink.
"alright time to turn this party up a notch with a game of spin the bottle!" a girl shouted lowering the music.
everyone sat in a circle on the floor, me and grayson were fairly far from each other.
"okay whoever this lands on is gonna have err is gonna be the main person or whatever." another girl slurred as she was drunk.
"ugh let me do the honors, this is my party." the other girl said.
"whoever this lands on will have to do a challenge, i'm gonna be picking two people" she said as she winked and spun the bottle as it twisted and turned. it slowed down and pointed at grayson.
"ah grayson, you're the chosen." she said.
"and now the 2nd person." she started as she spun it again. it slowed down then pointed at me. everyone gasped around me as well as me.
"oh, vanessa is the second chosen one. interesting." she said.
"alright well what shall they do everyone?" everyone was silent until a light bulb went off in her head.
"ou they should do something romantic!" a girl requested. i glanced at grayson as i saw his eyes shift to me.
"ou what about 7 minutes in heaven." another girl exclaimed.
we both looked at each other with confused looks.
"yes, yes okay come on you two." she grabbed both of us and pushed us in her pantry closet. she shut the door.
"your 7 minutes start now!" she yelled through the door.
we both looked at each other and stood there in silence.
"i don't hear much talking!" she yelled.
"or kissing." she mumbled.
"so.." i said.
"so.." he said back. i stared into his eyes as it glimmered a light brown.
"7 minutes in heaven huh?" he asked.
"yeah i guess so." i replied crossing my arms.
"so.. ask me something." he exclaimed.
"what?" i questioned.
"ask me something." he repeated.
"uhh what's your favorite food?" i asked out of anxiousness.
"no, something romantic." he corrected. i was shocked when he said that. romantic? who does he think i am?
"what?" i exclaimed, he chuckled.
"if you're not gonna ask something then i will." he said.
"would you kiss me right now?" he asked as my mouth opened a bit.
"what did you say?" i asked confused.
"would. you. kiss. me." he repeated.
"well i mean- i guess i-i don't wanna say yes but-" i stuttered, and just like that his lips touched mine. wow it felt so wrong but also so right.
✧・゚: *✧・゚:*
wow did those words i texted bring back memories. i didn't expect me to like kian. and at the same time fall for a guy that wasn't him. i always said to myself that if roni breaks up with him, he's mine and boy did things change.
i'm now second guessing myself. me and gray aren't together anymore. i don't know if i should move on or not. i'm kinda falling for kian again. i mean ethan and roni are still together right? but kian is so much trouble.
grayson made me safe. he treated me like a princess. ugh what is wrong with me with all these thoughts.
i wiped my tears and walked out of my room leaving my phone on the bed.
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gray
your 7 minutes are up.
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a/n: i hope you liked this flashback concept thing. if you want me to do one for ethanica lmk and i'll figure something out :) anywho i hope y'all are liking this drama going on. some tea will be spilled next chapter maybe 😏 also thank you so much for 3k reads !!!! holy damn that's quite alot sksksk we're actually really close to 4k votes as well so maybe we can get there possibly ? make sure to vote and comment i love seeing your guys' thoughts ! thank you for your support i love you so so much. 💗
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