Do you remember// Grayson Dolan

Chapter 11

Grayson Dolans pov

I set down my phone after I texted Brooklyn. I knew she would remember. I know she wouldn't remember unless I came into her life again.

Everything would go back to normal, if Abby didn't come back...

*INSANELY LOUD BANGING NOISE*

I quickly jumped out of bed and ran down the hall to see Ethan was already at the door.

"Brooklyn?!" He said worried. "E-Ethan!" She cried. He pulled her into a tight hug. Seeing them together made me break inside.

I walked away and back into my room. I picked up my phone and texted Bambi.

Me: do you know already?

Bambi: if it's about Brooklyn remembering, yeah I do :/ idk how I should feel...

Me: why do you say it like that

Bambi: I kinda lost my best friend gray, before she left, she wouldn't even let me explain!

Me: is it my fault?

Bambi: not exactly?

Me: do you want to talk about it?

Bambi: nah I'm good...

Suddenly...

Me: Bambi, you and Nailah come over for a sleep over like right now.

Bambi: why? It's like 2am

Me: what's your point?

Bambi: true. Lmao we'll be there

I set down my phone.

Time to put this plan in motion.

-operation Brooklyn-

Brooklyn Deckers pov

I hugged Ethan tighter than I have ever hugged anyone. "Shhhh babe, don't cry!" He cooed. I cried even harder into his chest. He picked me up and carried me.

I felt my back come in contact with a soft duvet. I guess I'm in his room now.

He held me and cuddled me while running his fingers through my curls. "Babe, please don't cry." He said kissing my temple multiple times. "Ca-a-nt b-breath." I said gasping for air in between sobs. He gently rubbed my back. My breathing became steady and my tears stopped.

I don't know what it is about Ethan. He just.

He got a smile
That'll knock me
Off my feet

He could stay for
A while
And I'll enjoy
Your company

Ain't not cloudy days
When I see your face

Ethan has a fun and open personality that makes me want to be around him at all times

And Grayson...

Who do you think
You are

Runnin round'
Leavin scars

Collecting your
Jar of hearts

Your gonna catch
A cold

From the ice inside
You soul...

Grayson has always seemed deep and mysterious at times which draws me in.

"Ethan?" I croaked a little bit. "Yeah?" I sniffed and wiped away my tears. "Can we talk about, you know, us?" He nodded his head.

"How did you feel about the kiss?" I asked. "I felt how I would have expected." He smiled. "How did it feel inside?"

"It felt like explosives were setting off in my stomach and a storm was colliding in my head." He explained. "In other words?" I giggled a little bit.

"It felt perfect." He said kissing me again. "How long have you felt this way?" I asked. "Since I first met you." He smiled leaning in again.

I turned away this time. "What's wrong?" He asked. "Did you feel this way when I met you 3 weeks ago or when I met you 3 years ago?" I asked.

He looked at me with a stone cold stare. It wasn't a mean look, he was just trapped. "You remember don't you?" He said looking away. "I do..." I said playing with my fingers.

"So what now?" He asked. "What do you mean?" I asked. "Is it, Me or is it Grayson?" He asked.

I needed to make things right with Grayson, but if I do, then I would lose Ethan. And if I don't fix it at all everything will be broken.

"Brooklyn?" Ethan asked. I looked him in the eyes ready to give him my answer.

I'm doing this for the better.

"It's-"

"HAPPY DEATH DAY BB!" Mine and Ethan's head snapped to his door way and saw Bambi and Nailah smiling. Grayson on the other hand was smirking.

I'm just a game, and everyone is living in it..