"I do not have uneven ears!" I shout.
Greyson and I spent the entirety of dinner laughing and talking. We got to know the more mature us better and I didn't even realize I had seconds until I was absolutely stuffed.
We were now in the living room arguing over my ears. How we even got here? I have no idea.
"You do."
"Do not."
"Yeah you do. Your left air is pointier than the other. See." He tucks my hair behind my ear and pinches the tip of my ear. "Like a little fairy."
His hand drops and I realize how close we are. I can't even breathe right now because I haven't willingly been this close to a guy in forever. I'm speechless, once again staring into the deep greenery of his eyes. He just stares back with same intensity.
My lips suddenly feel dry and I have the urge to lick them, so I do. Almost instantly his eyes shift to my lips just for a second, and it makes me anxious.
The good kind.
"There's a mirror in the bathroom if you wanna see it for yourself," he almost whispers.
His words completely snap me out of the trance I was clearly in. I mean in what world would I kiss Greyson?
"I will!"
I walk away as quickly as I can into the bathroom that brought back memories. I try not to remember any of it. I just wash my burning face with cold water.
Why am I blushing? It's freaking Greyson.
I dry my face and actually take a look at my ears. Hm, the left is pointier than the right. I have no clue how I never noticed.
When I return to the living room Greyson's back on the sofa with a pillow on his lap.
"Finally ready to admit that I'm right?"
"I would rather die," I laugh awkwardly taking a seat beside him. I'm sure to leave a little more room between us.
We sit in awkward silence for the first time tonight and my palms start to sweat. I have absolutely no idea why.
"You know," he starts breaking the silence, "we made a deal and you couldn't keep your end of it."
I'm so fucked.
"So?"
"So these kinds of actions have consequences."
"Greyso—"
"I'm not gonna make you do anything rash, scout's honor."
"Scout's honor my ass. You have to pinky swear." I say sticking out my pinky.
"Really?"
"Yes,"
"Okay I pinky swear I won't make you do anything rash." he says linking his pinky with mine and giving it a tight squeeze.
"Okay, what's the penalty judge."
"I'd like to think you chose your own 'punishment' already,"
My eyes widen in realization and I feel my face grow hot.
Really hot.
"F-Fine, just a peck."
I close my eyes and wait for his lips to touch mine. I wait and wait and wait, but it never comes. The suspense slowly eats me alive from the inside.
Maybe I want him to kiss me.
His lips collide with mine briefly before he pulls away.
"There, that wasn't so bad."
I shrug, "I've had better."
Liar.
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