Third Boy's A Charm (Grian X Reader)

Chapter Eight

~A/N: Congratulations to IllusionOrReality for guessing who Thomas is! You're going to be in the story! Now, if you don't want to go back and read her comment, just read the chapter. You'll know~

What you need to know:

(Y/N) = your name (but you should know that)

(L/N) = your last name

(H/C) = your hair color

(E/C) = your eye color

(F/?) = your favorite whatever-it-is-at-the-moment

(S/N) = ship name

I think that's it

Grian's P.O.V.

(Y/N) pulled me all the way back to the apartment. She yanked my arm as she skipped.

"(Y-Y/N)," I said. "You're pulling my arm."

She didn't hear me. She was in her own world.

"La la lala, I beat Sam," she sang to herself. "Do do do do, la la lala." (A/N: we're waiting every night to finally roam and invite...wait, oh yeah. I'm in the middle of chapter. Never mind!)

We got to our apartment door and (Y/N) stopped. She let go of my hand and leaned down to the ground, where a small package was laying. She picked it up and pulled her key out of her pocket. She unlocked the door and dragged me inside.

Once I shut the door, (Y/N) finally got out of her 'trance.' She tore open the package. It was a game case, but I couldn't see the title.

"What game is that?" I asked.

"It's Mario Kart 8," she answered. (A/N: so it's cheesy. Sue me)

"Really? Okay, maybe I was wrong."

"About what?"

"I said you were gonna beat me. Not with this game!"

"We shall see..."

I grabbed a few snacks while (Y/N) started the game. I walked into the living room area to see the game starting, and (Y/N) sitting in the couch with a controller. I placed the snacks on the coffee table, (A/N: the little table that's in front of the couch) and sat down.

"Ready?" I asked (Y/N). She nodded.

We started the game. For people, (Y/N) chose (F/Mario Character), and I chose Luigi for no reason whatsoever. (A/N: if yours if Luigi, make Grian choose someone else)

We played a couple rounds. Neither of us got first place, because we kept trying to sabotage each other. (Y/N) kept pestering me about random topics, trying to get me distracted, while I tried to throw all my power-ups at her.

It ended with us just shoving each other off the couch while trying to play. We laughed as the race ended and we got in 11th and 12th place.

"Hey," (Y/N) said. "I least I got higher than you."

"Shut up!" I said, throwing a couch pillow at her.

"Don't throw pillows at me! I'm the pillow fight Queen!"

"Oh really?"

"You wanna bet?"

"Yes."

So we started a pillow fight. I threw the couch pillows at (Y/N), but there was only so many of them. I soon ran out. (Y/N) ran out of the room and into her bedroom. She didn't come back out.

"Um, (Y/N)?" I said. "Are you trying to trick me?"

Then I heard a scream. I ran into her bedroom, but I soon regretted it. I was instantly bombarded with pillows.

"Ahhh!" I screamed, shielding my fave with my hands. (Y/N) laughed. I felt the pillows stop being thrown at me, (A/N: is that even English? XD) but I was tackled instead.

"I win," (Y/N) said, giggling. She pinned my arms down above my head.

"Y-Yeah," I said, cringing. "You win." Now that I knew what (Y/N) could be like, I was kinda scared. What happened was way less worse than I thought it would be.

(Y/N) rammed her lips into mine. I kissed back, but hesitantly. Soon, the kiss turned into a passionate one. But, unfortunately, we had to breathe, so we broke apart.

"I love you Grian~" (Y/N) said.

"I love you too~"

???

"Hahahahaha! It's all working out. My possessed puppet has set the trap. Soon, she will have the means to destroy that boy who dares to break the curse!"

My servant came through the door.

"How was your first day of school, 'Thomas'?" I asked him.

"It was...alright. Mistress, what do I do next?"

"Help my puppet. She's on step two of the plan now. I'm sure you can help her."

"Shouldn't you send someone else in? So she doesn't get suspicious?"

"Hm, you might be right. I know! I will use Holly. No one will ever suspect my puppet when she's around. Especially with that."

"Uh-huh."

"What are you still doing here? Go help my puppet!"

"Yes Mistress."

He left. I smiled and laughed.

"Hahaha. Soon, my dear, soon..."

~A/N: eh? Figure out who Thomas is? No? Really? Gosh. I thought I put in plain sight. Sorry for the short chapter. Blame Izzy. She keeps pestering me to write more of my HP fanfic with us in it, and I have no time to write this. Now, any guesses who's possessed?~