My eyes fluttered open due to the light coming through the curtains. I groaned and turned around to see an empty bed.
I lift my body up slightly, covering my bare self with the sheets, looking at the empty room. The bathroom door was open, meaning he wasn't there either. I got up and opened his closet, pulling out a blue hoodie, slipping it over my head and putting on my underwear.
I went to the bathroom to freshen up, and then made my way out of the room.
I lazily walked down the stairs, seeing grayson in the kitchen, humming to the music that was playing.
His gorgeous back was faced towards me, every muscle defined as they flexed with his every move, making me bite my lip as I tip-toed towards him and wrapped my arms around his bare torso and rest my head on his back as I took a deep breath. 'morning,' I mumble into his back.
'Morning J. Up so early?' He turned around and placed his hands on my hips, pulling me closer as my hands move to the back of his neck, my chin resting on his perfect fucking toned chest as I smiled. 'What's with you getting up so quick? It's the weekend. At least pretend you're a normal high school senior.' I rolled my eyes as he laughed.
'Can't help it babygirl.' he smirked and I controlled my urge to jump on him.
I inhale deeply, 'mm, whatcha makin?' I refer to the delicious aroma of vanilla and coffee surrounding us.
'Pancakes.' he smiled as he turned around letting go of me, doing something on the stove. I didn't notice because I was too caught up in mentally fucking him.
I walked towards the coffee maker, tuning it on after placing the cups underneath.( idk how y'all make a cappuccino cuz I don't really go into the kitchen yay)
I went back towards him, again resting my head on his back, something I do way too often, sighing.
'I'm sworry,' I say in a cute tone. He doesn't turn around and asks, 'what for?'
'For ruining prom for you. I know it's supposed to be 'one of the best memories' and all, but you know I'm not really the whole- 'love' kind.'
He turned towards me, with a slight smile on his face. He gripped my waist, pulling me up and setting me on the kitchen island as he stood between my legs.
Both of his hands resting on the side of my legs on the counter.
He lets out a sigh, 'I liked it the way it was. And not your fault Beck cheated on me.' he says emotionlessly, making the :/ face.
'Awh, pretty boy liked her?' I say in a tone bound to annoy him.
He rolled his eyes as he let out a slight laugh, 'I guess, but I don't know anymore. I mean, should I even- wait. Nah I hate her. She just seemed pretty at the time. Then she wore pink to prom.'
A laugh left both of our mouths as we thought upon last night's events.
But her dress wasn't the only thing going on in my head.
My mind kept going around the little 'interaction' we had last night, and unconsciously I bit my lip, looking up at Gray.
He knew exactly what I was thinking.
'And that,' he says, referring to my thoughts, 'was enough to make it good enough.' He smirked looking down at me as I quickly place my lips on his, biting his lower lip, knowing how crazy that makes him. He lets out a groan and just before he placed his hands on my back, I pulled away, quickly jumping off the counter but he grabbed my arm as waist and pulled me back up, 'woaahh hold up.'
A small grin on my face as he leaned closer to me, gripping the sides of my thighs tightly, so I don't escape again.
Our lips barely brushing, he whispers, looking into my eyes.
'How about we go out, on a date?' A smirk plastered on his lips.
My eyes shoot up to meet his, as I slightly push his chest from my hands, 'Gray,' concern laced with my tone, 'You know we aren't-' he cuts me off.
'Yeah, I know, but still. Just for the fun. I promise I won't be cliche.' he places his hand on his heart, as if being 'deep' about it.
'Oh please,' I scoff. 'You can't not be a cliche babe.' I laugh lightly.
'Awhhh,' he whines. 'please?' He pops out his bottom lip, looking at me with puppy eyes.
'Oh, now you say please?' I laugh and he keeps the same expression.
'Please,' he whispered close to my ear, sending chills down my spine.
'Ugh fine you whiny baby' I roll my eyes and boop his nose, while jumping off the counter and grabbing the two cups of coffee, him bringing two plates and setting them on the table as we both sat down on the couch, munching on our food.
'Mmh. Damn Gray, you should cook more often. This is fucking delicious' I say as I take another bite of the pancakes, and place the plate on the table, grabbing the coffee mug and taking a few sips.
Once we were done, the both of us grabbed the dishes and placed them in the sink, and again, we were back on the couch, talking about random stuff.
'Okay so, we're done with breakfast. can we go sleep now?' I yawn, stretching my arms as grayson laughs.
'You sleep SO much.' he laughs as I lean down and rest my head in his lap, looking into his hazel eyes.
He ran fingers through my hair, slightly pulling a few, causing my head to slightly tilt backwards and my eyes fluttering closed, from the weird pleasure.
Without noticing, I shifted my head in his lap one too many times, as his breath hitches and he stops for a second, then does it again. He looks around, as if avoiding my gaze, as I get a slight hint of what was going on.
I quickly get up from his lap, sitting straight as his eyes traveled to me, and then looking down to his not-so-little 'friend'.
His eyes catch mine as a grin appears on my face, 'oops' I say while smiling innocently.
He closed his eyes and licked his soft, plump lips, making my mind go crazy.
I lean forward, putting my weight on my hands as I leaned in for a kiss.
He quickly moved forward and smashed his lips on mine, moving with sync.
My hands rested on his chest for support, as his moved down to my back, pulling to make the kiss deeper.
I take his bottom lip in bteween my teeth, as he groans, 'Fuck'
His tounge lightly brushes against my lips, as I parted them as he entered, circling my mouth as I devoured everything.
His hands move down to my ass, gripping it tightly as one hand played with the hem of my shirt, pulling it over my head quickly, leaving me only in my bra(ik she didn't wear one but pls) and underwear as he looked at me up and down, a smirk appearing on his lips.
He quickly flipped us over the couch, him now hovering over me.
He bent down to my lips, kissing slowly this time. Too slow. enough to be frustrating.
His hand gripped my ass as he squeezed it rigidly, makin me moan.
My back arched, connecting with his chest as my legs wrapped around his torso. connecting our bodes completely but I still pulled him closer to me.
His lips trailing down to my jaw, placing wet kisses as his hand(s) roamed overt body.
He moves down to my neck, nibbling on the skin and slowly biting it, but hard enough to leave a mark.
His lips finds sweet spot as a moan escaped my mouth, only encouraging him to bite down harder.
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We pulled away, gasping, as I looked deep into his hazel eyes, finding a slight sparkle in them.
He dropped down next to me, wrapping his arms around me, as I faced him. Feeling his warm breath on me.
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I put on my shirt as we watch tv, his arm resting in the back of the couch as I leaned into his shoulder, completely bored of the movie we were watching.
'I think I should head home?' I sigh, looking tv the time on my phone.
12:47
'What? Noooo!' He whined, wrapping his arm around me and placed his head on my chest.
'Oh God what did you eat, creep' I laugh as he looked up to me, 'I'll be bored, stay,' he elongated his words.
His hands slowly crept on my stomach, looking with an evil smile on his face. I furrows eyes brows as he quickly started tickling me on my sides. I kept on laughing as I leaned back on the seat of the couch and he kept tickling me.
'AHH oh my g- Gray stop! ahhahahahahahahhahahahahah!'
'First promise me you won't go just yet,' he lowered his face to my stomach, tickling me.
'AHH FUCK HAGADAHAH STOP G-GR-GRAYSON OHMYGAWD GRAYSON AHHH I PROMISE! I PROMISE!' I yell, barely being able to breathe as he sits up, smirking.
'I always get my way,' he winks and licks his lips.
'Only because I'm ticklish, asshole' I mumble, sitting up straight.
'Lemme just text mom I'll come a bit later . how long do you intend to keep me captivate here though?' I keep a straight face, texting my mom. He placed a hand on his heart.
'Captivated? Ouch.' He pouts. 'But for a little more while, a couple hours till I get bored of you.' He winks.
'Babe, if I bored you, you wouldn't scream my name.' It was my turn to wink, smirking as a slight red tint appeared on his face.
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Most of the time went by, us talking about random stuff, school, summer, future plans, careers, love lives and all.
'But you don't have to worry about that, mr. Too-clichè-to-be-real' I tease, knowing how much he hated being called a cliche,'I'm sure you'll fall in 'love' the second some girl compliments you more than twice.' I say, love with air quotes.
'Yeah, and I'm sure you'll die alone.' He rolls his eyes at me.
'Alone but super duper rich. I'll be the biggest business tycoon in all of LA.' I say, rather proudly.
'But why business? you don't even like the field you're going in. I know you're more into painting, literature, and even dancing.' He asks with concern.
'Well I'm into you half of my time. you don't see me making money out of it.' I say, catching him off guard with the dirty joke.
'You're so weird,' he puts me off, trying to hide the embarrassment.
'But yeah. I really do want to pursue a career in the things you mentioned, but they don't really seem to make me as successful as I wish to be. Painters are drunks. Writers are broke. Dancers either become choreographers or strip dancers. So business it is.' I explain my point.
'You really are gonna die alone.' He sighs.
'Why do you care so much? I'm happy this way. Without living under the stupid impression if finding my 'soulmate' or 'one true love'' I gag at my words, almost.
Love is stupid. Pointless. Suffice it to say, it doesn't exist. You can't make someone that important that their actions determine your happiness.
My attention goes back to grayson, looking at me with pitiful eyes.
'LOOK AT ME LIKE THAT AND I WON'T THINK TWICE BEFORE STABBING THEN
WITH A PENCIL.' I say fiercely, as he sighed an gave me the :/ face.
'Something maybe happened that made you this way. I'm sure you usef to dream about your Prince Charming once upon a time. Now I can't tell If it was influenced by a movie or something traumatising in your past.'
My mind went over my past, remembering every single detail of what happened. The unseeable things. But I didn't let it show on my face.
'Nah, born this way.' I put him off.
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I get out of the car, wearing his shirt and my shorts, my dress folded over my arm.
'Thanks for the ride, Dolan. Byeee' I hug him and walk inside my house.
'Bye' he says and gets into his car, driving off.

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This chapter is filler mostly cuz I'm kinda lost atm. Today was really shitty but you don't wanna hear so let's eggnore.
Aaaaaaaaaaaaaand what do u think happened in Jess's past? Must've been big. Comment down what you think :)
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-Annie