#graigywhitty

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Dare: tell Graig you're only dating Ryan to make him jealous

And ruin everything I’ve worked for? Give me one reason why I should.

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escape the haunted mansion; graig&winnie

Winnie had spent the last half hour aggressively trying to secure Fastpasses for only the best rides. Splash Mountain and Seven Dwarves Mine Train were surprisingly successes, but the rest of the Magic Kingdom attractions quickly sold out for the night, leaving only the Haunted Mansion ride. It was far from her favorite; it was nothing like the Eddie Murphy movie, but it was there, so she got the passes. She figured Graig would like the dark rides anyway.

Winnie sighed as she and Graig blew past the standby line -- there was hardly anyone on it. “I hope you’re excited!” she squealed, holding onto his arm. A cast member dressed in the signature green maid costume ushered them into the small room for the preshow, cramping together the few people who had even been on the Fastpass line. “Sorry if I’m squishing you,” Winnie said, giving the boy a sheepish smile. When the deep voice of the narrator was heard and the room began to stretch down, Winnie instinctively grabbed Graig’s hand. “I’m not scared,” she assured him in a whisper. “I just want to make sure I don’t lose you.” 

The door opened and she led the way to the next hallway, with a conveyor belt full of “doom buggies.” The cast member there warned them to watch their steps, and the two climbed into the car. “You know,” Winnie said, “I’ve heard this ride is notorious for getting stuck. But I’m sure that won’t happen to us.”

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funeral reception

TAGGING: Graig Whittaker TIME FRAME: After the funeral for Graig and Carlee’s grandparents LOCATION: Graig’s house NOTES: After everyone leaves the funeral reception, Graig and Winnie spend time alone together.

Graig closed the door with a sigh as the few remaining stragglers left his house. He'd expected people to come by for the funeral reception but not as many as that had ended up showing up. He walked back into the living room, past all the cakes and other edibles that people had brought for him and slumped down onto the couch beside of Winnie. "Thanks again for coming, Win." he said looking over a her with a sigh. "I don't know if I would've been able to handle all of this without you.”

Winnie forced a sympathetic smile. She was hurting, too; not in the same way he was, but she had spent so much time around Graig's grandparents last year that they had become like family to her. "You don't need to thank me. You can handle anything, Graig. That's what I've always liked best about you." She placed a comforting hand on his shoulder.

Graig gave her a sad smile, exhaling through his nose. "The reason I can handle things so well is because I have a pretty sturdy rock to lean on. I have to thank you, you didn't even have to come, much less stay for all of this. Plus having you here definitely helped Carlee too.”

"Well, I'm happy to be your rock. And Carlee's, like, one of my favorite people ever, so I want to make sure she knows that whatever she needs, I've got it covered." There was silence for a moment, and Winnie tensed up, bringing her hands together in her lap. "Do you want me to start cleaning up? You've had an emotionally draining day, so you should rest up."

Graig gave a small smile. "I'm glad you go guys hit it off so well. Carlee deserves to have a few good friends, her parents are a nightmare." He shook his head quickly. "No no, you don't have to do that! I'd just like to sit and talk. I mean if you wanna?"

Winnie nodded quickly. "Yeah, sitting and talking sounds good! I love sitting. Love talking." She stared at him, biting her lip. "Sorry if I'm being weird. It's been a weird few days. What's wrong with Carlee's parents?"

Graig shook his head. "Nah you're not being weird! Well any weirder than normal at least." he said giving her a playful nudge. He shrugged. "I mean they're nice...to us. They just don't treat her super well. They kind of take their beliefs to the extreme y'know? Which isn't bad, I guess. Until it starts to affect others in a negative way and that's what its done to her.”

Winnie giggled, falling into the side of the couch. She propped herself back up and looked at Greg, nodding slowly in understanding. "You're right. You'd never know it, though. She seems super pleasant and sunny and sugary sweet. Just like you!" she joked, giving his arm a light punch.

Graig gave her a genuine smile. "She is pretty great, huh? I guess having my genetics might have a little to do with it. She's just lucky I decided to share. She thinks you're pretty great too by the way, mentioned something about you inviting her over for a sleepover."

Winnie laughed and loosened up a bit, making herself more comfortable on the couch. “Yeah, she’s the lucky one,” she said, rolling her eyes. “Wait. She did!? That’s great! I mean, I’m glad she actually wants to and that she wasn’t just saying it to shut me up. We’re going to watch this thing called Po-kee-man. Ever heard of it?”

Graig let forth a chuckle, nodding his head. “Yeah, I have. She never stops talking about it. Its Poke-e-Mon though, just for future reference. Of course she wants to! Why wouldn’t she wanna hang out with you?”

Winnie shrugged and adjusted herself. “I don’t know. I just don’t want to mess anything up with you Whittakers again. She doesn’t know about what happened with us, Graig, and I think that’s for the best. I just know I don’t ever want to go back to that place we were in. She looked past him, out the window, and furrowed her brows. There was nothing there. “That was like, awful.”

Graig nodded his head in agreement. “It was the worst. I’m not gonna tell her, I don’t want to do that to either of you. Yael might though, I mean the two of you still don’t get along right? She and Yael are pretty good friends.” he replied, sitting up a little straighter. “You’re rooming with them for Disney right?”

“Yeah. I’ll be okay though. I’ve got years of Yael experience under my belt.” Winnie smiled. “You’re rooming with Bri. And Tori. And Cam. What the heck are you going to do?”

Graig sighed. “I think I’m gonna go sleep with all those creepy dolls on ‘Its a Wonderful World’ or whatever it is. That’d be much better.”

That did it — Winnie nearly fell over laughing. “You can’t! It’s Disney, dummy. You know what? I believe in you. It’s going to be a little awkward, or, you know, a lot, but you can make it through. Besides, you don’t spend much time in the hotel room on vacation anyway.”

Graig shook his head. “I can’t make it! There’s already rumors of me being beat up. Hopefully I’ll be getting to spend most of my time with uh — you.”

“You want to spend time with me, Graig?” Winnie raised an eyebrow and moved a little closer to him, with a laugh. “Yeah, actually, I’d like that. But when I do Disney, I DO Disney. Are you sure you can keep up?”

Graig nodded. “I love spending time with you.” he replied with a smile. “I think I can, if not just let me know I’m failing!”

Winnie grinned. “We’ve got to be there the moment the park opens every morning, and we stay ’til close. And we get Mickey Waffles for breakfast. Oh, and I’m going to be pin trading quite a bit and…You know, that means a lot to me. Especially because it’s you. And you’re like, a huge deal. I’m glad you didn’t really forget about me.”

Graig chuckled. “Sounds like a plan to me. As long as I get to hang out with you I don’t care what we do. Though if Carlee has anything to say about it I think she’ll force us to go see Toy Story stuff.” Graig shook his head. “I could never ever forget about you Winnie. You’re like the most important person in the world to me.”

“That’s fine, I love Toy Story! Carlee and I will totally destroy you on Toy Story Mania. So, try and bring your A-game, yeah?” Winnie suddenly felt her cheeks get warm, but she smiled through it. “I am? That’s…no one’s ever said that to me before. Are you sure?”

Graig nodded his head. “Absolutely positive! Though don’t doubt me, I’m a beast at Toy Story Mania…I think.” He gave a deep breath and tentatively leaned forward, pressing his lips to hers before pulling back quickly. “I…sorry.”

Winnie didn’t say anything for a minute, staring at Graig as her eyes grew wide. “That’s okay,” she whispered, and leaned in to kiss him. She didn’t pull away, instead asking between kisses, “Is - this - okay?”

Graig kissed her back. “It’s - perfectly - okay!” he said before finally pulling away. “I, uh - what about your boyfriend though?” he asked, looking over at her. He was insanely happy but nervous, he hoped he wasn’t getting his hopes up for nothing.

Winnie smiled and let out a breath. “Did that really just happen? Oh…Ryan? About that…” She mentally weighed her options and as usual, spoke before thinking. “We’re not that serious. We’re actually not serious at all. Dating is a funny thing, real or not!”

Graig nodded, a huge smile spread across his face. “It did…finally.” Graig let out a sigh of relief. “As long as I’m not like stepping on any dude’s toes. I don’t want to be that guy…again.”

“No, you’re fine!” Winnie told him, moving a bit closer. “What are we supposed to do now? We can’t tell anyone this happened. We’ll be the most hated people in Toronto! I think I want to kiss you again though.”

Graig nodded his head. “We can’t say anything at all! Enough people already hate me! I’d very very much like to kiss you again though!”

“Well then what are you waiting for?” Winnie asked coyly, leaning in again, but stopped when their faces were just inches apart. “Wait. Are we just going to go behind everyone’s backs? Meeting in secret? Won’t that seem a little fishy?”

“I have no idea!” he said leaning in. “I mean…we could do that. At least until you two break up? So we don’t seem so so terrible.”

“Okay,” Winnie said quietly, with a single nod. She couldn’t fight the smile that came next. “Good idea. You should kiss me to make it official.”

Graig smiled back and leaned in, pressing his lips to hers. “I’m really glad we’re…whatever we are again,” he said after pulling away.

Winnie tilted her head and grinned. “Yeah, me too, Graig. I’m really glad, too.”

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If I was dating you, I would be dating you.

There you have it, folks.

This is the most creative you’ve ever been, Graig.

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somewhere only we know; graig&winnie

The path from Winnie’s house to the playground was simple, yet inconspicuous. Through the backyard, over the hill, past the abandoned little red house, and straight down the road. She had made this trip many times before, but today’s was different. Today she was going to hang out with the person she once called best friend for the first time in a long time. She had told her parents she was going to have lunch with old Mrs. Schnyder, who lived a few houses away, and that was the reasons she’d made two sandwiches, but they were really for her and Graig. In fact, Winnie wasn’t even sure if Mrs. Schnyder was still alive.

When she reached the park, she was somewhat relieved to see that she’d beaten Graig there. The two of them had spent lots of time there while they were still friends. It was a sweet park that not many people knew about; in the last few years that Winnie had been living in Toronto, she’d only seen a handful of parents with their kids there. It was a clean, functional playground, complete with a metal slide, monkey bars, a see-saw in the shape of a dinosaur, and of course, swings. Winnie walked to one of the swings and sat down, placing the bag of sandwiches in her lap. She took out her phone to appear busy, sat there scrolling through pictures -- selfies, screenshots of John Stamos, artsy sunset photos that were Hastygram-worthy, but mostly selfies. She tried to distract herself from the pounding of her heart. Why was she nervous? She had no reason to be. Well, that was what she told herself.

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♡

♡: Accidentally falling asleep together

Cue Flashback:

Winnie and Graig stared at each other intently, one blinking, and then the other.

“Tired yet?”

“Nope. You?”

“Nope.”

The sun broke over the horizon, signaling hour twenty-seven of their “let’s see who falls asleep first” contest. Winnie had lied to her parents, telling them she was staying with a girl friend, Naomi, from her youth group. Winnie didn’t even know a Naomi, and she didn’t belong to any youth group.

“You look tired.”

“So do you.”

They both were, but neither would admit it. There was too much at stake – mostly pride, but they had also decided that the winner would bake a cake for the loser and personally deliver it to their locker at school. It was a silly wager, but neither one of them was going to turn down cake.

Graig’s eyelids began to drop. He allowed his head to rest on the couch cushion, and Winnie grinned. “Are you forfeiting, Whittaker?” she whispered. He didn’t answer, though – he was already fast asleep. Within moments, she lay her head down next to his and was out like a light.

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if you put your tongue in graig's mouth he will also put his in urs

What on earth makes you think that?

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pls marry GRAIG

I don’t think marriage is on anyone’s mind. We’re in high school.