— He. People knew Grayson as someone relentless and determined. Someone who, in simple terms, kept his promises. But he's made so many to you and never managed to keep a single one...

Maybe it was your fault, being so stupid as to want to be with a broken boy. But Grayson seemed to have some kind of curse on him. He was the only friend you ever had in your life, and then you weren't friends anymore, but he begged you to stay around because he couldn't handle any of this alone.

You saw him fall in love with Avery only for her to choose Jameson. And yet, you were there.

He begged you not to go to Harvard because he couldn't stand being alone. And then he went to Harvard himself. He didn't even tell you. But you tried to text him, talk to him, because you were stupid.

Then Grayson came back. And he ignored you for a week to be with Avery. It hurt to see that.

But then he came back—just like he always did. But now you were the one who didn't want to talk, who didn't want to kiss, hug, or love. That's what he told you once.

“You're avoiding me." His voice startled you, pulling you out of your horrible thoughts and turning to see him there, beside you, as you stared at the pool he loved so much. Avery said you could stay at the mansion for a while (she felt sorry for you, actually).

”And you have every right to do so.” Grayson swallowed hard, Avery had probably rejected him again. “But I really need you now."