Cold as ice

Melting

author note* hello again! to make it up for the last chapter i added a few intense scenes! appologise for the intreruption, enjoy readers ;)

It's been some days since Greyson and me haven't talked like we used to and to be honest, I'm still wondering what reason could be. I always see him writing in a notebook like he did before him and I becoming friends. Then, I haven't payed mutch attention to that, but now... I am kinda curious about what could he write in there. Is that his journal or he just takes extra notes? I move a little closer to him, peaking in his notebook but before my eyes could reach it, he suddenly close it and shove it in his backpack. God how annoying!

"What's up G?" someone spoke in front of Greyson.
"How many times have I told you to NOT call me that?" Greyson sigh.
"Sorry man but I can't help it. That's how I am and I can't change that." the boy laugh while I was looking confused at the two of them chatting when the boy turned his gaze at me.
"Yo, is she your friend?"
Greyson stayed silent for a moment before saying an quiet "yes". Wait, was he embarased of me?
"Damn! You're pretty! Do you have a boyfriend? If no, can I be yours?" the boy ask with an bright smile as he almoust jump on my desk.
"Well..." I begun as I slowly started picking on my fingers.
"Arthur." Greyson said placing his hand between the two of us.
"What? I was just curious..." Arthur mummbles as he sits back on his chair, still faceing me and Grey, us sitting behing him.
"Can't you see she's unconfortable?" Greyson asks on a cold tone.
Arthur's eyes winde as he looks at me.
"Is it true? You should have told me! I know I'm not the best with girls so you should have punched me!"
I laugh as I hear his words.
"Glad I made you laugh at least." he said givimg me an bright smile as Greyson looks at him with a straight face. The teacher walks in and Arthur turns around to his desk. I turn my gaze to Grey a little to see how he is and I see him resting his head on the table, his face resting on his arm. Being in the last seats, the teacher didn't payed mutch attention because he knew that both of us have good grades in his class.
After a time I look again at Greyson and he seemed to be falling asleep. I poke his hand once but he didn't reacted. I look at the teacher --he was reading something-- as I poke Greyson's hand once more his hand slowly mover on mine, grabbing and pinning it on the table softly.

My eyes winde as I look at our hands.
"Grey..!" I wisper getting a little closer to him. "Wake up!"
He groan and grab my hand tighter and I couldn't help but look in my notebook as my cheeks turned bright pink. Minutes later the lesson got to an end but Greyson's hand was still on mine.
Arthur tunrs back to our desk and his jaw dropped as he saw us holding hands.
"Wake up Grey!" I say as i poke his shoulder. He didn't reacted but when I tried to take my hand back he grabbed it even toghter, squeeshing it.
"My hand... It hurts.." I say, my voice cracking at the end. Greyson woke up in a flash of light as if he heard me. His grab became softer and when he looked at me he let go of my hand as quickly as he could.
"Man, what was that?" Arthur asks.
"I..." he began, "I don't know..."
I look at my hand. It felt like it was burning and I could still feel his touch.
He quickly look at my hand too.
"Y/n I'm sorry... I swear I didn't meant it I just.. I was just tired..." he said lookng down.
"It's okay, but when you get home you should rest.. You look like you haven't slept for days and it gets me worried."
He quietly nod.
"Hey y/n, want me to get you to the nurs's office?" Arthur asks.
"I'm fine Arthur, thanks. I'll just go to the bathroom."I respond getting up and walking out of the classroom. And as it wansn't perffect, I saw Liam walking in my direction. I felt my body frozeen and my heart beat went up as fast.
Liam was closer and closer to me but all I could hear was my heart beat. Liam's eyes met mine and I could feel my vision getting slowly blury when someone from behing placed theyr hands around me and pushed me in the bathroom. I fall on the floor and I breath is catching up me and my heart beat is slowing down. I weakly get to one of the sinks and wash my face with cold water. I take a few more deep breaths before hearing the bell and heading out of the bathroom. As I open the door I see Greyson sitting on the floor next to the bathroom door. The moment he looked up at me and our eyes met, my heart beat raced again, but in a diffrent way this time. I could still move and my vision was clear but my body was so hot, I could barely breath.

"Y/n, are you okay?" he asks worried, "Your face is boiling..." he ads placing three fingers on my cheek, causing me to flinch at the sudden contact. Grey's eyes winde as he sees me doing an step back.
"I just feel a little dizzy, that's all.." I mummble trying not to look him in the eyes.
"But how did you know where I was?" I ask curious.

No response. Deadly silance.

To be honest, I didn't excepted an proper answer, knowing him, I think he just saw the direction where I went in the windows of the classrooms. But still... there's a part of me that is wondering... How come he is always here to save me everytime I face Liam?

I try to move but before I could make any move Greyson place one of his hands on my back. I look at him confused before he andswers: "I just want to make sure you dont faint, fall or anything else you could do after what happend." ,his face gazing straight in front of us. Great now I feel bad for making him worry about me...
"Grey I can--" I weakly start trying to convince him to go back in class but he cutts me off.
"I will talk with the teachers and tell them about you, you go home and rest."
"Grey, I'm tottaly fine! You don't have to worry..."
"Y/n, go home, I'll take care of everything." he insisted. I was hesistant at first but then it came.
"Please...?" he beggs almoust like he was about to cry.
I sigh as I aprove him and do as I'm told.

On my way home I just couldn't stop thinking about Greyson.

'Please...?'

Those words were stuck in my head like a fade melody half forgotten that you could still remember a few words that remain imprimate in your mind and the more I think about that moment, the more I feel my cheeks turning redder and redder.

*Greyson's pov*
"Please...?" I ask, almoust sounding like I'm begging her. A few seconds after I said that she aprove my request and go home withoult any comment. After she left I head to my class but after that I realised everything I said.
'Fuck...' I curse under my breath as I almoust slap my face, 'Why did I did that?! Now she's may think I'm lame..' I begin to scold myself but then I stop.
'That fucker... Where the hell did Arthur got him? God I feel like I want to rip his face off because of all the things he did to y/n...' I mummble walking to the door of the class. As I walk in I spit Arthur and sit next to him.

"Where the hell is the guy from before?" I wisper as he lean back on his seat with an smug smile,
"Got rid of him telling that miss Addams called him. HE LOOKED SO FREAKED OUT MAN!" he answer lsughing as the teacher gave us both a mad look, "Quiet." he says.
We both went quiet and started, -moustly me tho, paying attention to the lesson.

Well... paying attention was a liitle bit too mutch. I just acted like i understood the lesson ehile my head was lost in clouds. All I could think was her.

How she feels right now.

What is she doing right now.

Where is she right now.

Who is with her right now, when I am stuck in this damn room for another few hours.
Withoul't even realising I was holding my pen like I was about to stab someone with my fists clenched. I take a deep breath before begging my mind to not think about her anymore so I could finnaly focus on the lesson just so it could finish so I could leave this place and see how she is.