Faking

Chapter 29

I was seriously thinking of murder plots for my own brother. Marco is evil.

I took a quick peek at Grayson and saw how be had a pinch of amusement in his eyes. He looked over at me and raised both his eyebrows.

He said, "I knew your brother was silly, but I didn't know he was the type to pull off these kind of stunts."

I scowled at him and said, "I knew he was acting weirdly when he shut up Vincent with Tristan. Ugh."

Grayson shrugged his shoulder and walked towards the TV. He sat on the couch and turned the TV on.

I followed after him and asked, "You don't find this weird or awkward?"

He shrugged again and said, "What's weird about it?"

I cautiously shrugged in response.

He asked, "Why you think I will do something to you?"

Suddenly, he moved closer towards me and this action made my back hit the surface of the couch. I stuttered, "Wh-what are you doing?"

He replied, "I don't know. What do you want me to do?"

His face was right in front of mine and I couldn't think straight. I could feel his breath on my mouth and all I could think about was the kiss we shared. My face was probably bright red and Grayson was only getting closer.

I pushed him away with all my strength and jumped off the couch. I coughed awkwardly and said, "Uhm, I'm going to sleep."

He frowned at me and asked, "You're not going to eat?"

I shook my head and said, "I lost my appetite."

It was still raining a lot outside so I was getting a bit scared. I never liked thunderstorms. Grayson seemed to notice this because he smirked. He said, "If you get too scared, you are more than welcome to come into my room."

I narrowed my eyes at him and said, "I will never do that!" With that said, I huffed and ran up to my room. He thinks he can do anything with me now that I told him my feelings! As I ran up, I heard his laughter and it only fumed my anger.

I quickly changed into sweatpants with a shirt from a camp I did 2 years ago. It still fit!

I jumped onto my bed and tried to fall asleep. I tossed and turned because no matter what, I could not seem to fall asleep. It was not helping at all that it was raining hard with thunder and lightening. I wanted to run out the room and find Grayson, but my pride was too big to go run to him like a little kitten.

I stayed still for about 3 seconds and ran right out of my room when another bright lightening showed and it was followed by a loud thunder. I squealed and ran out the room. I ran as fast as I could to the guestroom Grayson was staying in.

His room's light was off and I saw him lying on his bed asleep.

It could have just been me, but I saw the tip of his mouth tilt up when I got next to him on the bed. I pulled the blanket over me and looked up at the ceiling.

Suddenly, I heard another thunder and crept closer towards Grayson. I was totally and utterly scared.

Grayson said, "I thought you said you will never come into my room."

I gawked at him because I thought he was asleep. I pushed myself away from him and said, "I was just uhm testing your bed's uhm temperature!"

He rolled his eyes at me. I was pretty sure he noticed how weird and stupid I am by now.

He crept closer towards my side of the bed and I pushed myself as far as I could from him. I was about to fall off the high bed when Grayson caught my wrist. He said, "Caught you."

Ugh.

I frowned at him and said, "Let go!"

He frowned at me and said, "No."

I was about to scream at him when with one swift motion, he pulled my arm towards him. This caused my whole body to go all the way to his side of the bed. My face was now right in front of his and I could see the grayish blue eye color of his. The little light from outside, lightened his eyes. He smirked at me and I could only think about how attractive he looked right now.

No FOCUS MADISON. This was totally not your motive.

Or was it?

Ugh.

I gulped and stammered, "Uh, you should let go of me."

Grayson asked, "What if I don't?"

I was at a loss of words. I opened my mouth and closed it because I really did not know what to say. I probably looked like a fish.

I was about to pull back when Grayson pulled me closer to him. Was that even possible? We were awfully close to one another already.

Grayson wound his arm around my waist and my face hit his chest. He has his usual smell and I think I visually relaxed. He seemed to notice this because he kissed my forehead lightly and said, "Go to sleep, Madison."

I nodded and closed my eyes. I think this was one of those times when I slept the best.

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I opened my eyes to an empty bed. Grayson wasn't next to me.

I pouted and jumped out of the bed. I was feeling energetic today because I slept well last night. Sleeping with Grayson was really comfortable.

I smelled food downstairs.

I walked down the stairs and went into the kitchen. My suspicion was correct because I noticed Grayson cooking breakfast. You know how guys look hot when they are cooking? Grayson was the pure definition of this. His face was concentrated in making food while his shoulder was relaxed. His whole body screamed the word "attractive".

He seemed to be used to cooking himself breakfast. He smirked suddenly and said, "You should stop staring and come eat the food. They might get cold."

I walked over to the counter and sat on one of the high chairs. He placed my breakfast, eggs, pancakes, and some bacon, on the counter in front of me. I devoured the food quickly and Grayson handed me an orange juice. He sat down next to me and started eating.

He asked, "Madison, I was wondering if you could go out on a real date with me today."

I was drinking juice and when he said that it burst out. I was totally the definition of unlady-like. I coughed and Grayson rubbed my back. Ugh, his touches were only making me get more tingly and jumpy.

I asked, "Uhm, are you sure?"

He nodded at me and questioned me with his eyes. Soon, I nodded and agreed.

I had a really good feeling that today was going to be really fun.