grey sucks.
he doesn't make sense, he'll come in, kiss me or make me feel things I've never felt before, then he'll leave, and act like nothing happened.
what is going on?
I sigh, scrubbing the dirty dishes with bubbly water, as I hear footsteps come towards me.
"seems like forever since I've seen you" jace says, and it really has. Hes been working a lot more, and so have I, so there's not really time for us anymore.
I've been spending a lot more time in my room too, mostly to avoid grey, but that doesn't stop him from coming in whenever he feels like.
He smiles as he brushes my hair out of my face and I chuckle, thanking him since it was annoying.
"Has Grey been acting off to you lately?" I blurt out. Oops.
"uh? no?" He responds, great, now he knows me and Greg interact.
"Oh" I mumble, guess grey just doesn't like me, or maybe wants to use me? He always puts me in such a bad mood so quickly I swear.
"why?"
"Oh uh, nothing, he just seems very quiet, that's all, me and him don't even speak, why would you think that? Does he talk about me? We don't even look at eachother-" I splutter, thinking of the fastest excuse I could, and thankfully, he lets the situation go and just shrugs casually.
Silence.
I hate when neither of us know what to say, it brings an awkward silence between us and I don't know how to get it over with.
"WHAT THE FUDGE" I scream, backing up and throwing my hands in the air after feeling a bit of soggy food on a plate I was washing.
"Ew ew ew ew ew!!" I yell again, disgusted by the feeling of soggy chicken from the night before. Clearly no one knows how to empty their plate in the bin.
Guess that's how you stop an awkward silence.
I hear jace burst out in laughter at my sudden shriek, and you know what I did?
I threw the chicken at him.
It hits him straight on the nose.
"That's what you get for laughing" I huff, but oh no, that was the worst thing I could've ever done.
"Your in for it now you little bugger-" he grumbles, before grabbing a cup and filling it with cold water.
"Nope not happening!" I gasp, and run straight towards the bathroom, I am not in the mood for a ice cold shower right now, definitely not.
I hear his loud footsteps chasing after me but I get to the bathroom just in time, I slam the door shut and lock it almost instantly, saving myself from cold water:
"Phew.." I mutter, turning around and leaning against the door, to then meet the eyes of a handsome man. Great. It's grey.
He stands there, his arms glistening from the water trickling down him, each drop moving down his body and making a perfect view of his abs and muscular arms. He's wearing nothing except a grey towel wrapped around his waist, slightly exposing his v line. I think I'm in heaven.
Heh, grey towel on a grey dude, I mean, grey towel on a dude named grey, get it? How funny am I-
"Oh uh.. hi grey.." I mumble, feeling my cheeks flush at the sight of him. He looked so fine and I was here standing in my red velvet coloured oodie and Nike pros. Why do we always bump into each other when I'm dressed like a bum.
Well, I guess I should've really checked that no one was in here before I came in.
Guess that one was my fault.
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عاطفية"The only good thing about Grey Axel Carson is his bum, it's a nice bum. It's definitely bigger than mine, so it's another reason to hate him, but I really just wanna smack it- like, really bad. A big juicy bum. It's sort of just there, like, if you...
