My eyes slowly began to open, the scene appearing unfamiliar. I sit up, turning and finding a shirtless Grayson sleeping soundly next to me. I don't even fucking remember coming to his house? I was already sober by then... fuck, I have a bad memory.
I watch his back, perfectly carved, I slowly run my fingers down each indent. I hear him hum and lazily move to lay on his back. His eyes opening and focusing on me, I smile at him. He then grabs my arm and yanks me back down, burying his head into my neck and letting out a loud sigh.
"Good morning to you too", I breath out, the feeling of him beginning to leave wet kisses fluttering throughout me. I bite my lip holding back any sounds as I run my fingers through his messy hair.
I feel him begin to suck, and of course he's making more hickeys, I quickly move and straddle him, my legs on both sides of his waist.
"Don't you think there's enough fucking marks?",
"Mmm, no", he says grabbing me and flipping us over making me squeal.
"Grayson, it's too early for this", I breath out as he continued to leave sloppy kisses on my neck.
A thought flows through my head as I couldn't recall what happened the night before although being sober, "We didn't fuck when we got to your house last night did we?", I whimper, he suddenly halts his kisses and pulls away, "No Y/N, we did not", he gets off of me and lays back down with a groan.
I use my elbows to hold myself up, my eyebrows furrowing in confusion, "Then what did we do?"
He yawns, "I ate you out and you sucked me off" he says in such a casual tone.
My breathing gets caught in my throat, but apart of me isn't really shocked, I look at Grayson noticing two purple marks on his neck and suddenly everything was coming back to me. I shut my eyes and remembered his lips on me, my body shivering as I recalled how it felt.
"Oh-uhm.. what was I doing before that?", I moved my hand to his neck, running my thumb over the marks.
"At the bar shitfaced drunk with Cory,"
"Cory?",
"Cordelia, her and Ethan hook up a lot.", he says looking up at me.
"Oh, I like her", I smile to myself.
"She's probably here right now actually, if she hasn't left already.", Grayson says. Wait.. school? My mom? Fucking shit. This dickhead didn't even bother to wake me up.
"There's school today Grayson" I exclaim, I quickly get up noticing I was in a t-shirt of his, it fit me like a dress.
He groans, "Relax, Me and E don't usually go on Fridays, we just show up to play football."
"Okay, but I'm not a fucking football player, I can't just do that."
"Get rid of the fucking attitude Y/N, I'm not the one who decided to go to a bar on a school night.", He stands up moving to tower over me.
"I went because of you! You treated me like shit and out of nowhere we're in your car practically hooking up.", I stand up as straight as I can trying to make myself look tougher. Obviously I failed.
"Because you drive me crazy, I want you, but then I don't, you're a pain in the ass, and I like getting a reaction out of you.", He smirks cockily.
"So that excuses everything you've said to me? Fuck off. And fuck you. Because by tomorrow you'll be saying shit to me again and acting like none of this happened.", I scoff.
I start grabbing my things, "Where are you going?", he says watching me.
"Home.", I say walking towards his bedroom door, I feel his hand snatch my wrist as I reached for the door knob, and he pins me against the wall.
