Married to Him?! [Greyson Chance]

Chapter XXXIII - Kisses and Goodnights

Chapter 33

So yeah.... This is mainly the reason why I am here right now, sitting between Greyson and Wesley with Kevin on Goofball's side. Clyde and Winona are already heating up in the moment that they tend to be all googly eyes all over each other, while I was stuck here trying to help Wesley and his discomfort.

"So tell us." Kevin urged for Wesley to speak. "What's behind that good looks of yours? Hmmm?" Winona gulped hard and focused at her brother this time. 

"Yeah." Greyson nodded. I nudge him to the side but he still kept on going. "I wanted to know, too." 

Welsey shifted uncomfortably and smiled. "Well, there's this girl." We all leaned in and listen to his story. "And... she was pretty obsessed with me. Like really really obsessed. She would try and catch my attention and even stalk me home." He shuddered in the memory. "Then one time, there's another girl who wanted to catch my attention. She and the other girl became rivals that they formed two different groups and waged war early in the morning." 

"Nobody's hurt that's for sure." Winona butted in. "But the owner of the school learned about the root of all this madness and expelled Wesley with no reason at all. Of course I stayed, but this guy transferred on an all boys school. But--"

"There were gays." Wesley nodded miserably. 

(A/N: I don't have anything against homosexual guys. But admit it, people. Some gays are like that)

"I feel you." Greyson muttered. I looked at him in surprise. "Last time I went on a cafe, some homosexual waiter slapped me on the butt. When I look at my pants when I got home, I saw his number sticked on it. " 

"Oh.. so that's why you don't want Butch to wash your pants that time." I nodded in understanding. 

"Yeah." He shuddered. "It wasn't a good memory." Then he faced Wesley. "I heard you were playing soccer." 

"Yeah. I am. I always play with my friends after school." 

"I used to play soccer before I became famous." Greyson chuckled. "Sometimes I would envy the kids my age playing at the park." He sighed. "I would love to play with them. But the thought of fangirls chasing me is a bad idea." 

"I have a ball." Kevin cutted in. "We could play sometimes if you want." 

"That would be a great idea." Wesley grinned. "I could invite my friends." 

I smiled at the sight of the three of them talking....chatting about their likes and dislikes. In fact, they would've been great friends. But what confuses me is that why would they hate each other? I don't really know myself. 

"So how's life? You know, being married and all." Wesley asked. 

Greyson chuckled and slung an arm around my shoulder. "Actually, it's like having King Kong living with you under the same roof. Right honey?" He smirked.