Make You Feel My Love(Third Story of my Hiro X Reader)

grayson

Your P.O.V

"Y/N, did you hear ?" Hiro asks slightly annoyed.

"No shit, Hiro, why would you say something so stupid ?" 

"Because, you let him kiss you," Hiro slumps to the small couch.

"I'll go get Tadashi, we'll get some food and  be back, stay here," Cass pardons herself. 

"Hiro, I didn't know what was happening, you can't be blaming this on me," 

"I'm not, but you could have at least said something, anything, but no you made me stand there and look like a complete idiot," 

"I'm sorry, okay ? Hiro it was all a bad situation, and I realize I should have said something, and I wanted to trust me, but no words came to my mouth, I couldn't speak,"

"Whatever, can I just be alone for a bit, I don't want to hurt you," he mumbles. 

"Sure, I'll be downstairs with Grayson," I sigh. Looking at the sad boy. He rubs his temples and I notice wetness on his cheeks. I do as he told me to, I go down with Grayson. 

"Hey, do you mind if I stay down here until Hiro comes to get me," 

"Sure thing, my girlfriend is coming over tonight so we could watch a movie," He suggests. 

"Yeah, I'm not sure how long it'll take until he wants me back," 

"Soon, trust me," Grayson wraps a friendly arm around my shoulders. 

"Thanks," I hug Grayson. His scent reminding me of a high school. Young and Naive. Grayson is only 19 and attends college a block away. 

"No problem, you know I'm down when you need me," he pulls away. "So what happened ?" 

"Well long story short, Hiro's brother likes me and started a fight," I sum up.

"Gotcha, rough, but you'll sort it out," 

"Thanks," 

"Of course," 

"So, tell me about your lovely lady," I swoon teasly. He begins to describe his girlfriend, happiness dancing in his eyes. It's cute. 

"Well I'm happy for you buddy," 

"Ha, yeah," 

"She should be here any minute now," He stands up to look out the window.

"Y/N, come back please," A small voice whispers from the stair case. Hiro stands in his sweat pants, his black hair is matted on his forehead messily, his eyes are red. Yet he still looks handsome. 

"Told you it wouldn't take long," Grayson calls as I make my way to Hiro. 

"I'm calmed down enough to talk," Hiro says once we reach the bedroom.