HEY GUYS! SO, THIS CHAPTER IS DEDICATED '''AGAIN''' TO MY BESTFRIEND, @ITSMEEKIM14. HAHAH. LOVE YOU KIM! <3
SO, GUYS. YOU AND MARIELLE ALREADY SHARE AN APARTMENT. SO, YEAH. THAT'S IT.
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THIS ONE'S VERY SHORT SO PLEASE FORGIVE ME!
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-GREYSON-
I've been thinking about YN since from the past 5 days I saw her in that restaurant where I got mobbed.
"Greyson, are you okay?" Marielle, which is sitting next beside me, worriedly asked.
I brushed my hair with my hands, "Yes, I am. Thanks." I licked my lips and she stared at me.
This made me stare at her too.
She started to lean forward.
I noticed her close her eyes.
She leaned forward.
Damn it, Greyson.
-YOU-
I was reading a magazine when I felt my heart beat faster. Wow, my heart hasn't beat this fast.
What's happening to me?
I stood up from the couch I was flopping down. I looked at the mirror and found a single tear on my left eye.
"What the fuck." I blurted to myself. "Where did this tear come from?"
Dumb poop, YN. You cried.
Wait, why am I crying anyway? I looked at myself on the mirror. My cheeks were red as tomatoes. I touched them and I heard the door open with a slam which almost gave me a fucking heart attack.
"WE KISSED!!!!!!!!!!" Marielle shrieked. My heart beat faster than ever. I can feel my cheeks burning. I can feel... I-I. I DON'T KNOW! "GREYSON CHANCE AND I KISSED!!!!!!!"
I almost died when I heard she and Greyson kissed. I ALMOST died. I should have. I SHOULD HAVE DIED!
I don't know what's happening to me. I just. I-I don't know. There's this nerve inside me that Greyson... Gre-. I don't know.
YN, why are you feeling this way? Are you inlove?
NO, I can't be. I can't be inlove. No, just no.
=GREYSON=
"You what!?" Alexa thundered with her hands on her waist. "I thought you don't like her?"
I wiped my face with my hand, "I-I don't know. She just started leaning forwa-"
"Do you like Marielle?" She cutted me off, coming closer to me.
"I.. I"
"Do you like her?"
"I do-------" I mumbled.
Greyson Michael Chance, make up your fucking mind!
BINABASA MO ANG
You Are The Chosen One. (A Greyson Chance fanfiction)
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