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Braces {Grayson}

"I don't wanna go, Grayson! Please! Please! Please, don't make me!" I begged, pulling on his arm.

He chuckled, "C'mon, Y/n. Its not that bad." He cooed, trying to lighten up the mood.

I was getting braces. I didn't want to cause me being stupid, I looked up things about braces and it said bad things. It made me terrified.

"Mom, please don't let me!" I begged my mom, hoping she'll listen.

"Nope. Its for the best honey, your teethe are a mess." She said, scrolling thru her phone.

"Ugh!" I groaned, as Grayson pulled me inside the hell for teeth place.

He dragged me to the desk as I tried to fight back, earning looks from people.

"Y/n Y/l/n." Grayson said, to the lady at the desk.

"Ah, right! Is this she." The lady pointed to me, while I was trying to get out of Grayson's grip.

"Sadly, yes." Grayson joked, nodding his head in disappointment.

"Ok, we can just send her in. Her appointment is in two minutes anyways." She laughed. "Follow me." She added, getting up.

Grayson nodded, and my mom said she'll wait in the waiting room. He dragged me to the back rooms and down the hall, but I slipped out of Grayson grip and made a run for the window.

I reached the window and tried unlocking it, lifting my leg and placing it on the tiny windowsill. I felt two strong arms wrap around my waist, lifting me off the ground and walk.

"Fuck you." I said, angrily.

"I love you too." Grayson said. "By the way, if you try and make a run for it again, I'll have to punish you." I could tell he was smirking.

"Perv." I mumbled.

We finally reached a room with the dentists and Grayson sat me down on the chair thingy. I crossed my arms grumpily.

"Oh, c'mon, babe. It wont be that bad." He said, placing a hand on my thigh.

Good thing I wore jeans cause this bitch can't control himself.

"Easy for you to say! You wont have a thousand teeth devils, plunging mettle things to my teeth!" I whine.

"Look, I promise you, it will be ok. Now, what color do you want?" T/n asked.

I shrugged, "Black I guess." I sighed.

"You know I love you right?" He asked, I shrugged. "Well, I do. I won't let anyone hurt you. I promise baby girl." He said, pecking my lips.

The tooth devil came inside the room and smiled at me.

"You must be Mrs. Y/l/n?" He asked.

"Yup." I nodded.

"Are you her brother?" He asked, Grayson.

"No, I'm her boyfriend." Grayson smiled, holding onto my hand.

"Ok, so. Y/n, it says you're fifteen, right?" The guy said.