𝐀 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞 𝐬𝐭𝐨𝐫𝐲 #1

Y/n

"Who's...who's there?" I speak shakily as I see a shadowy figure near my doorway.
"I apologize. Did I startle you?" The one and only Grayson Hawthorne replies.
"Yes, you totally did, just seeing you freaks me out."
He raises an eyebrow.
"And you're supposed to be the smart one- I was being sarcastic, Graybear."
"Graybear?" He says and I can practically hear the teasing smirk in his voice, without even looking at him.
"That's new."
"Shut up."
"Make me."
I-
Wha-
I can't even think in complete sentences.
I glance up to find him staring deep into my soul. He's not smiling.
He has a serious expression on his face as he lays his eyes upon me.
"What? Why are you-" I begin but cut myself off as he slowly makes his way towards me as his hands find their way to my waist.
Slowly he leans his face closer to mine but stops, closes his eyes, says,  "I'm sorry, this is a mistake."
"Gray."
"Hawthornes break everything, y/n, I won't do that to you."
I glance down.
"Already broken."
"Just like me." He whispers.
"Just like you." And with this I kiss him, hard.
I kiss him the way I've always wanted. An earth-shattering kiss. Lips molding together perfectly, as if they were made for each other. As if they were only meant to kiss each other. He groans against my lips when I run my hands through his hair.
"You've got me melting at your feet, Y/n."
"Grayson, stop."
"Only you."
"What?"
"I only want you. God, I need you, y/n."
"You don't need me...nobody does."
"Yes, I do. More than anything."
"Liar." I whisper.
"Why don't you believe me?" He lifts my chin making me look at him.
"Because my head is...a mess. I won't believe it, no matter how much you tell me. I can't help it. I'm sorry."
"Don't apologize. It's not your fault. I know you don't believe it but God knows that more than anything...I need you."

Authors note:
Little mental heath reassurance
You are enough and you always will be
*also if you don't mind check out my book!
The side you don't see*