Behind those icy blue eyes

Chapter 30 Movies and quality time

      Alexander made his way slowly up to Grayson's bedroom. He had opted not to go with the others, not that he didn't want to get the answers they all had been looking for, but he wanted to stay back and get his brother's room ready by himself. Usually, he preferred being a team player, but this time he wanted to be by himself. 

      He couldn't explain the feeling of relief and excitement when he heard that Grayson would be coming home. Maybe then Xander could get the sleep his body needed. All the Hawthornes suffered from insomnia, but it was always worse when they were stressed out. He alone went almost a week without sleep, and that was when his grandfather had died.

      Just like Jameson, Xander needed something to keep his mind busy. He had blown up so many contraptions in just the two days that he had to find something else to do.

      By this point he was in Grayson's wing, heading to the bedroom. His sleeping quarters were behind the door that Avery had expected it would be.

      Like the rest of the wing, Grayson's bedroom was a neutral color with simple, elegant looking furniture and very little decorations.  The walls were a brandy tan color, with black accents. In front of Xander, he walked in, was a massive, Alaskan king, solid wood with antique designs, bed. An ebony black silk coverlet covered the bed. Four giant matching pillows sat on top. 

      Two same wooden designer nightstands stood in front of large windows on either side of the bed. Sheer black curtains, with also heavy draperies, hung from the rods.  

     On both sides were closed wooden doors. On Xander's left led to Granson's dressing room/closest, which another door led into his study. The other door on the right was where the lavish bathroom was. To Xander, a bathroom was a bathroom. To Grayson, a bathroom was tile floors with gold accents. Large clawfoot tubs and all glass wall showers. Gold rimmed gigantic mirrors and pricey looking sinks and toilets.  If Xander peaked in, it probably would have been spotless enough to eat in. Well, almost spotless. There were still speaks of glitter from when Xander and Jameson decided to prank Grayson. Let's just say, Grayson was not happy AT ALL, and Xander and Jameson got their just desserts about a month later.

      There wasn't much else in the room. A black armchair stood near the door to the bathroom and a flat screen tv was hooked up to the wall next to the door Xander had just walked through. Grayson hardly watched tv, it wasn't really his thing. But there were times that even he enjoyed a good show. Xander, on the other hand, loved movies and shows. His brain then reminded him of a time of youthful fun and innocence and movies and popcorn.

                                                   Nine years ago:

       Alexander ran through the house, looking for his older siblings. Tonight was movie night, and he got to pick what they were watching. Star Wars or Marvel was what he was leaning toward. He knew his brothers wouldn't be too trilled. Nash liked westerns (no surprise!) and some romance. Jameson was more of a James Bond or Indiana Jones vibe.  Grayson favored toward the types like Criminal minds and Law and Order.

      He found Jameson at the climbing wall. 

     "Come on Jamie! It's time for movie night!"

     His older brother looked down from where he was. "Already? I thought that was still a few hours away."

     "It was, but I changed it." Their movie time usually was near eight o'clock. It was only six.

      "Who said you can change that?" Jameson argued.

     "I did. You make up rules all the time only to break. I can do that too. Your just mad because it is my turn to pick."