Worlds Collided |g.d.|

Chapter Twenty

-Jana pov-

I hummed, making direct eye contact with Grayson, his hazel orbs melting my insides. "I'm always done to have some fun..."

His eyebrows raised humorously. "Well, if I'm not mistaken they're making out right now-."

I cut off his words by slamming my lips onto his, my hands balling up the fabric of his shirt. "Just kiss me already, you fool," I muttered.

"You don't have to tell me twice." As his lips meshed with mine his hands worked as well, lowering me down on the couch until he hovered over me.

Our tongues danced together, teeth nipping at each other's lips. A warm hand snuck up under my shirt, a calloused thumb tracing circles on my skin. I propped my leg up between his, arching my back in the process. Our touches were getting hotter, faster, and more desperate. It was clear we both knew what each other wanted, the lower halves of our bodies grinding against each other; aching for release.

But then he pulled away, resting his forehead agasint mine. We both took in greedy gulps of hair, breaths mingling. "What-? Why?" I choked out, searching his face for answers.

Grayson opened his eyes, resting a hand on my cheek. "I want to take this slow with you Jana."

I shook my head, now frantic. He doesn't want me, just like all the others and now... "No, no, it's okay. I-I don't mind."

He shushed me. "It's okay, I promise I do want to do this Jana." He chuckled, the corners of his eyes crinkling. "But I don't want to treat you like every other girl, I've been with..." His thumb now stroked the soft skin under my eye. "You deserve better than that babe." He smiled again, whipering now. "You deserve better than me."

It was my turn to shush him. "Don't say that Gray, don't-."

But he interrupted me. "I want you Jana, so much it almost hurts...but let me prove myself to you first. Please?"

I nodded, our foreheads rubbing together. "Okay. But can you hold me at least?"

He pressed a firm kiss to my temple. "Of course." His arms tightened around me as he practically laid on top of me, both of us getting comfortable once again. As we settled back in our heads turned to the TV, and it became clear that the characters on screen had moved to 3rd-base.

I yelped. "Gross, can we-."

But Grayson was already reaching for the remote. "Yup, already on it."

I jokingly swatted at his back. "Why did you turn this on in the first place?"

He shrugged. "I don't know, seemed like a good idea at the time..."

I leaned forward, placing a kiss on the back of his neck. "Well it was."

*the next morning*

"Wake up sleepy heads!" A voice yelled as a pillow was thrown into my face.

I jumped, covering my face with my hands but Ethan continued his assault, now wacking Grayson and I with pillows. "Get up! We have work to do!"

"Fuck off Ethan!" Grayson yelled, his arms tightening around my wasit.

"Whatever." Ethan stalked off, leaving Grayson and I to stretch the sleep out of our tired limbs.

Grayson groaned. "We must have fell asleep during the movie..."

"Yeah." I sighed, allowing my head to rest against his chest once more. "I want to go back to sleep."

"Yeah me too." His lips brushed over my cheek. "But we have work to do." I noticed the mischievous undertones in his voices seconds before he picked me up, jumping up from the couch and spinning me around.

"Grayson! Put me down!" I shrieked, the slapping his back, but laughing nonetheless.

"Okay, you want to be put down?"

I realized my mistake in my choice of words. "Wait! Wait!"

But it was too late and he swrung me around me dropping me on the chase portion of the couch. I bounced a couple of times, giggling as I held my stomach. Grayson smiled over me, arms crossed.

"I love your laugh." He grinned.

I sat up, swallowing. "Really?"

"Yes really."He quickly leaned forward to peck my temple. "Okay, I have to go shower, but get some breakfast with Ethan, okay?"

I nodded, and watched as he left the room, pulling his phone out of his pocket. I waited until I heard him enter his room before I got up to go to the kitchen. Ethan was blasting music, nodding his head along.

I smoothly fell into beat with him, making breakfast together. While he did the eggs I made toast and some bacon.

"So...you guys fell asleep?" Ethan spoke up.

I paused. "Yeah, he joined on the couch and turned on a movie. It was late...so I guess we both fell asleep."

Ethan tutted. "And in your sleep you guys ended up cuddling?"

"Uh, well, it was cold and we only had one blanket so..."

"Look." Ethan set down his spatula. "I don't care about what's going on between you and my brother, I just..." The look in his eyes grew distant. "Be careful around him, sometimes he can be unstable."

I chuckled. "Believe me, I know."

Ethan shook his head. "No, it's more than just the mood swings-."

"Ah, smells great in here!" Grayson walked into the kitchen, clapping his hands.

"Thanks." I smiled, gesturing at what Ethan and I had made. "We have the works."

"Yum." Grayson's hand pinched my hip as he walked behind me, reaching for the plates.

We all made our plates up with food before moving to the dining room. We ate for a few minutes in comfortable silence, Grayson and I's knees bumping against each others.

Ethan started rattling off what we needed to get done, the hypnotism video at the top of the list. "Dave thinks this group between us, Emma, and James could be the next big thing. He wants us to market it with a catchy name, but I'm at a loss." Ethan waved his fork around as he spoke.

Grayson shrugged. "Why can't it just be?"

I thought for a couple of seconds, already understanding what Dave was going for without even talking to him. "Because having a group name makes you guys memorable."

The twins exchanged looks, sharing only a conversation twins could have. Ethan stabbed at his food. "I mean, if it gets us more views-."

I gasped out loud, earning strange looks from both of the boys. "That's it!"

"What's it?" Grayson questioned.

"The sister squad! That's the name!"