It's been a week since jaces accident, and he seems to be doing just fine, but he still hasn't told me why and how he got shot.
Drives me bonkers.
I mean, how can he get shot, be In the hospital in a coma for 2 days, and still not tell the one person that really cares about him what happened?! Like how mad is that?
I'll get it out of him, one way or another.
I sit at my vanity, on my pink fluffy stool, and prod my setting powder onto my face, making myself look amazing, as frikin usual.
I then put eyelashes on, placing each individual on underneath my lashes and holding them in place, to make me look like im not high. Without eyelashes I look like im on something- which I mean, I probably am, but who knows.
I hum, listening to a song in my head when I feel large hands smooth down my sides, and a head being rested on my shoulder. hm?
I look at the figure in the mirror, that's now placing soft kisses on the inside of my neck and the corner of my ears. Making sure not to leave a hickey.
I wonder what I would look like with one of them, I think jace would kill me though-
"grey?" I mumble, confused on his sudden affection and well- kissing-
"your brother wants you. he needs to talk." He mumbles, placing another soft kiss on my cheek before standing up properly.
"Mr Carson! You ruined my makeup! Left a damn kiss mark on my cheek." I mutter. Grumpy now. He had smudged a bit of my foundation.
I say his last name because it sounds cool, like, a spy or a bodyguard! I mean he kinda does look like a bodyguard, his strong muscular figure would be perfect, and his daring glaze would hook anyone on instantly. He shows little emotion, so it's hard to tell with him.
He's a secret agent maybe?
He rolls his eyes, letting out a slight chuckle and I think my heart skips a beat. I haven't heard that noise since way before jaces accident, and it was the best thing about him.
I take a quick glance at his lips and realise he was foundation on them, that's pretty funny to be honest, he's a very pretty princess now.
I take a makeup wipe and lean up, wiping his bottom lip softly with the remover, and getting rid of the foundation marks from his lips.
He then places another long, sloppy kiss on my cheek, making even more of a mess on my makeup, and getting more on his lips, but he's only doing it to get a reaction out of me, and I huff, knowing he won't get one. Well maybe.
I stand up and turn to face him, looking him dead in the eye. Well, I have to look up a bit because he's a flipping giant, but you know-
as I'm staring at him, I notice his jaw tighten and his tongue run along his lips, eager for something.
Eager for me?
Noo, grey would never want me, he wouldn't love me. He doesn't seem like the sort of guy to love someone, maybe just a smash and run, you know what I mean?
"what's up?" I say, leaning my hands on either sides of his chest, and keeping eye contact.
"you." He scoffs. Me? What did I do? Did I do something wrong?.
"I fucking want you Lou." I gasp, feeling his cold rings once again make their way to my booty, grabbing a chunk and holding it to himself.
"greyson! You can't just gr-" my words are silenced by his thick lips attacking mine. His mouth pressing against mine and his tongue begging for me to let me in.
I wrap my arms around his neck and we share a kiss, and his hands hold onto my booty, tight enough that I can't get off.
Ew- I can taste foundation
his tongue explores my mouth, sending waves of sensation and energy through me, a kiss full of power and lust.
I let out a soft moan into his mouth and I don't know what snapped on him, but he lifts me up and I wrap my legs around his hips, and my arms around his neck, keeping myself stable.
I feel my back press against my wall, as his hands explore my body and his mouth trails around my neck.
his hands move in fast motions, trying to touch every corner of me like there's a timer, but his hands stop as they make their way over to cup my.. uh special spot?
I look at him, unsure on what to respond, do I let him? Am I too young? I mean, it's my 18th birthday soon, I'm nearly an adult, it couldn't hurt anyone?
And I really, really want it.
I nod, and his hand makes its way down my shorts eagerly, and I shiver at the cold feeling of metal above my underwear.
He slowly feels around, feeling me melt under his soft yet so rough tough, and rubs the top of my cli-
"leyla! I need to talk to you!" I hear jace shout echoing through the house, and I gasp, pushing grey off me instantly and sorting my shorts.
he looks at me in disapproval, unhappy that he couldn't get what he wanted, but we couldn't, not with Jace just round the corner . What if he caught us? Would jace hate me? He means so much to me and I can't lose him again-
Who am I kidding, I couldn't do that to jace, his little sister dating his best friend? It just wouldn't work out.
Sigh.
Frick. My cheeks are all red, I can't go downstairs looking like this- did I really get all flustered over him? Big old grey?
Whatever, I'll just say I have a temperature or something I guess
I run downstairs, escaping grey as quickly as I could and to jace, who was waiting impatiently tapping his foot. "I'm here, what's the problem?" I pant, out of breath from only running down the stairs, I really need to get fit-
he sighs, and nothing could've prepared me for what came out of his mouth..
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Authors note!!
Left you on a cliffhanger my lovelies
hope you won't kill me for leaving it like that😭
Sorry it's such a short chapter, will try to get a longer one out soon,,
Is grey and leyla a good idea together? Will it work out?
What came out of jaces mouth? What did he say?
New chapter out soon! I love you all!!<3
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