Authors note- hey guys!! this chapter has to be my favorite so far. Its much much shorter then the others but I might write chapter 6 today as well. So watch out for that. again thank you so much for reading!!
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Ever since I'd seen him, I knew he was something. I didn't know that something until now. - Avery Grambs
I lay in bed thinking about what just happened between Grayson and I. He had just confessed his love to me.
I don't know if I should wait to tell him, or go to his room right now, in my pajamas, and kiss the living hell out of that boy.
I'm going now.
I get up, open the door. Oren isn't there. Great. So I don't have to explain to him why I'm about to go to Grayson's room in my pajamas.
I walk down the hall to his door. I take a deep breath, and open it. I don't care if he's changing, sleeping, or busy. I'm telling him.
Right here.
Right now.
When I walk in he's sitting at his desk, his back turned to me. He didn't hear me come in. I walk up behind him.
He still doesn't hear me.
I put my face down to his shoulder, and kiss his neck.
He holds his hand up to my face and feels around without turning around to look at me.
"Love?" He asks. "Hi" I say. "Hello" He turns around.
He's wearing grey sweatpants and a white tank top. He smiles.
"Can I help you?" He questions. "Yes you can." I say. "That is?" He looks at me. "By kissing me right now." He smirks at me.
"I might be able to do that." He starts getting up. "Oh yeah?" I say. "Yes" He replies. "Let's see then." I back up. "Your wish is my command."
He gets up. He walks up to me. He puts his hand on my face. He starts kissing me.
His lips are hot, soft, heavy. He backs me up against the wall. Some kisses are soft, some are like fire.
I feel free.
My hands are around his neck and in his hair. He's an amazing kisser. More kisses, along my jaw, my neck, and collarbone. Leaving a trail of fire as he goes.
Back up to my mouth. His hands are set on the sides of my face.
He picks me up, brings me to his bed. It smells like him. I loved that smell.
I turn my head against the sheets for a moment. He stops and looks down at me, smiling like he's a kid.
I pull his face back down to me and his lips crush onto mine. We kiss more, my hands making a path through his fluffy hair. He smiles as he kisses me.
