-Your P.O.V-

His smile. It was breathtaking.

I can't stop staring at it. I miss that smile.

The way he would giggle after I said something stupid or how whenever I'd tell him he looked nice his cheeks would get all warm and his face all smiley.

Scrolling through old memories of Josh and I placed in my camera roll, I start to tear up.

Time keeps ticking but nothing's happening. I need to stay strong no matter how long it takes for Josh to get his memory back, which he will.

I hope...

I'm so tired of feeling this pain. I don't know what to do. I can't get rid of it.

-Grayson's P.O.V-

I brush my fingertips over my bruised knuckles.

-Tyler's P.O.V-

My heavy eyes open, not having slept in weeks. Jenna caresses my cheek and places a kiss on the other part of my face.

"Can I tell you something that's been eating me alive?" I look at the blonde.

"Of course." She whispers in a concerned tone.

I sigh. "Don't tell Josh I told you this. But...before he-uh, you know."

Jenna nods.

Taking a deep breath, I continue. "He-he was gonna propose to (Y/N)." I bite down on my bottom lip.

"Oh my god." Jenna gasps. "Did (Y/N) have any idea-"

"I don't think so, no." I shake my head.

Jenna frowns. "That's terrible."

Feeling a sharp pain in my head, I sit down.

Face it, Tyler.

Josh isn't coming back.

-Your P.O.V-

My heart is so damaged. I'm over all the pain but I am not over Josh.

I hear a knock on my door and rush to answer it.

I wasn't expecting any company.

Grayson was waiting on the outside.

"What are you doing here?" I ask the boy after opening the door.

"Karma keeps going to hang out with this girl so I've been lonely." He chuckles. "What's u-" He pauses.

"Have you been crying?" Grayson tilts his head.

I wipe my eyes.

"Oh, heh. Yeah." I try to shrug it off.

"What's wrong?" He walks inside and takes a seat on my couch.

"Besides everything?" I go and sit down beside him.

Grayson rubs his hands together. His knuckles looked...bruised?

"What happened to your hands?" I ask, examining them even more.

He looks down, a bit surprised.

"That? Oh, yeah! Uh, nothing. Just done a lot of uh, boxing recently." He nods fast.

My brows furrow. "Since when do you box?"

"Just recently I started." He answers.

I blink.

Alrighty then.

-Grayson's P.O.V-

-FLASHBACK-

I was walking home from a store Karma wanted me to stop at before returning home. I'd just ran into a few fans and got a few photos so that was nice.

I start to walk again when I see a figure that looks familiar in the corner of my eye.

Is that...? No...no way that's them.

I turn my head and sure enough...it was who I was hoping it wasn't.

My fists start to clench as my eyes grow with hatred.

-FLASHBACK END-

-Your P.O.V-

"Oh...okay." I brush it off.

"But what's wrong with you?" Grayson bites his cheek and turns his body to face me.

Why do people keep asking me that?

"Josh." I simply reply, rolling my eyes to the side.

Grayson doesn't know what to say.

"Wh-What do you usually do when you're sad?" The dark haired boy asks me.

I shrug. "Nothing."

"That's the problem then. You need to take these emotions and create something with them."

"It's not that simple." I shake my head and lower my neck.

I start to tear up again.

Why am I so weak?

"Are you afraid to cry in front of people?" Grayson asks another question.

"I-I don't know. I think I just am trying my best to stay strong about everything. I don't like crying, it makes me feel weak." I confess as my eyes turn shiny, looking up at the twin.

He stares and speaks.

"Showing your true feelings in front of somebody is one of the strongest things you can do."

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A/N: sorry if u all are getting tired of all the gifs of "grayson"/logan lerman.

i just love using them theres so many good ones lol

yall i love grayson too like i just wanna

protecc

anyway, hope u enjoyed this chapter! i'll see u in the next one(s).

stay rad

-b