Grayson looked down at his sketchbook in a hurry when he realized Alex had seen him. He stood up and gathered his things.
The most angsty angst rp here (One-On-One) (Closed// Stalkers welcome)
Alex stayed behind the rack, not knowing when it was safe to come out. He ducked down, staying close to the ground.
Grayson hurried away past the game store. He glanced in the window and saw Alex hiding behind a shelf.
"Crap." Alex saw Grayson and moved away again. He ran around the corner, trying to get to his car without being seen.
Grayson felt his mouth drop open. It IS him! And he’s running away from me! He began to feel a little dizzy. He hates me..
Alex continued into the mall, wishing he parked closer. Why is he here? He shouldn’t be here.
Grayson backed up against a wall and followed Alex with his eyes. I knew I shouldnt’ve come here..
Alex tripped over his untied shoe. He fell flat on his face, his game went skidding across the floor. Pain fell upon him as he tried to pick himself up.
Grayson instinctively walked over to Alex. "You okay…?"
"Yea. I'm fine." Alex knew it was Grayson there but tried to avoid eye contact. He rushed over to pick up his game, pain slowing him down.
"I..um..I-I ok." He stuttered, turning away.
Alex bent over to pick up the game and tripped again. He sat there in defet.
Grayson offered his hand out of kindness. WHAT AM I DOING??
Alex took his hand and stood up, not wanting to be too rude. He avoided eye contact as he pushed out a "thanks."
Grayson stared wide eyed at their hands and then pulled back, glancing away from Alex.
Alex removed his hand from Grayson’s as soon as he stood up. He scratched the back of his head at the awkward moment. “So…”
Grayson cleared his throat. "Uh..um..yeah..so…"
"Um… So… How have you been…?" Alex looked around the mall.
"I've been better..how bout you?"
"Fine." Alex tried to slowly back away.
"Well. Bye then.." Grayson did the same. He hates me so much…
"Bye." Alex turned around and walked away before Grayson could change his mind.
Grayson sat down, utterly defeated and put his head in his hands.
Alex sat down in his car, resting his head on the steering wheel. "Agh."
Grayson walked out into the parking lot and over to his car. Which happened to be next to Alex's but he didn't notice.
Alex looked up to start the car. He saw Grayson getting into the car next to him. He slammed his head onto the steering wheel again, except this time he hit the horn, not bothering to lift his head to stop the honking.
Grayson jumped and hit his head on the ceiling. "What the…oh." He noticed Alex and smiled a little. Wait, what no, stop it!
Alex kept his head down, the horn still going off. He wondered if people walking by were looking.
Grayson started laughing. He covered his mouth with his hands but all the memories of Alex came rushing back.
Alex lifted his head and looked over at Grayson. He saw that Grayson was laughing so he sunk down in his seat.