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[grayce!]

taylor huffed. "because it hurt." she said, shrugging. she stopped, looking at grayson. "and i am not getting back into that car until you realize that, grayson bailey dolan. it hurt." she said, raising her eyebrows.

[celerie]

damn it, taylor," grayson said, pinching the bridge of his nose. "it hurts me just knowing that you stepped out of the car, not wanting to even talk to me, you just left. but you should know that walking out on someone is a lot worse then breaking a bone." he finished. "i'll be in the car." he turned and left, leaving her standing there.

[grayce!]

taylor nodded. "and i'll be walking the other way." she said, walking away. she rolled her eyes, extremely mad. she walked down the street, not looking back.

[celerie]

Grayson , being his annoying self , started the car and drove next to her . he rolled his window down . "i'm sorry," he apologized , still driving. "i swear, we'll go buy some food , spend a hundred dollars on icecream , then buy sodas , and chips , and face masks and nail polish and stuff , just please get in the car."

[grayce!]

taylor looked at him, crying. "no." she said, shaking her head. "i'm not getting in the car with you."

[celerie]

"did you just turn down face masks ? i'm going to let you paint my nails, taylor!" he exclaimed. "you know what?" he stopped the car and opened the car door really quickly. he stopped in front of taylor and grabbed her face, pressing his lips to hers angrily .

[grayce!]

taylor kissed him back, still crying. she pulled away and shook her head. "i hate you sometimes." she said, getting in the car. she was still mad at grayson, but she'd get in the car.

[celerie]

gray just smirked. "soooo, the offer still stands ," he said. he turned the car back on and drove down the familiar road.

[grayce!]

"just take me back to your place and we'll talk later. i don't want to do any of that." she said, leaning back against the seat and not looking at grayson.

[celerie]

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