“So what do you wanna do today, love? Mall? I haven’t been there in awhile and a couple of my friends want to meet up there around two. I asked them if you could come along and they said they didn’t mind. They’re really nice and I promise you’ll like them.” Grayson asked. “I got up slowly and looked at him. “Oh uhm sure. I don’t mind going. But I need to go home to get some clothes..And we gotta get there before my mom gets back from work at one thirty.” He got up from the bed and walked to his dresser pulling out a pair of black skinny jeans and a...shirt I gave him..? That’s the shirt I gave him for his fourteenth birthday. I didn’t think he kept it all these years. I mean it’s just some shirt I made him and it says his name on it. Nothing special.
He walked out of the room and changed in the bathroom then came back. “Alright, lets go.” He said grabbing the car keys off the dresser and put his phone in his pocket. Grayson opened the passenger door for me and I sat down. He shut my door and walked around the car and got in on the driver’s side. He’s such a gentlemen, and he always does nice things for me. But I honestly don’t know why. I don’t deserve to be treated so nicely. Grayson treats me like I'm some sort of princess. I just don't understand it. He started the car and we were off to my house. Grayson pulled into my driveway and parked the car. We didn’t talk the entire ride, maybe he was still freaked out about last night. He probably thinks I’m a freak and just pitys me because he doesn’t want me to feel bad. I took my house key off my necklace and unlocked the front door. Mom wasn’t home yet, but she will be soon.
We walked up the stairs and I opened the door to my bedroom. Aka, the attic. My room was a complete mess, it was clean when I left last night. She must’ve gotten pissed off that I wasn’t here and trashed my room. Grayson was staring at me, I met his gaze and gave him a soft smile. A real one. He looked down for a bit then looked back at me. His eyes lite up like the rising of the beautiful sun on an august morning, he gave me a warm, reassuring smile that he was alright. Opening my closet, I saw that most of my clothes were missing. She probably threw them away. She’s done it before. I grabbed a long sleeve black and white striped shirt and black skinny jeans. It wasn’t cold outside at all, but I don’t know how his friends might react to seeing..them...
“Do you want me to leave the room so you can change?”, he said softly. I shook my head. “Alright.”, he sat down on my bed and I took off the clothes he gave me last night. “Wait!” Grayson walked back to my closet and pulled out a white loose tank top and shorts I bought that were inspired by Cher Lloyd. He walked over to me and handed me them and took the outfit I had chosen. He smiled at me and I just started at him confused and nervous. I put on the clothes he picked out and looked at him. “Grayson, I don’t think I can wear this. It shows all of my-”, he cut me off with a passionate, yet soft kiss. Hesitant at first, I kissed him back. Wrapping my arms around his neck, he pulled me closer. “You look beautiful. So what if they’re visible. They don’t bother me and you shouldn’t hide them. They make you who you are, and you’re perfect.” I was speechless. We stood there for a bit, just studying each others facial features. He kissed me again, this time a bit more aggressively, like he needed my kiss like humans need to breathe air. His lips are just as soft as I had imagined. We broke apart when we heard the front door slam shut.
“Skie Lynn Griffin! Get your fat ass down here right now!” My mother screamed. No. Not now, not while he was here. He doesn’t need to know about her too. She stomped up the stairwell and burst through my door. Coming home was definitely a huge mistake. She smacked me across the face as hard as she could. She went to hit me again but was stopped. Grayson grabbed her arm and pushed her away. “Don’t you dare fucking touch her again. You hit her or come near her one more goddamn time and I’ll end you. You hear me?” She looked stunned, but quickly lost that appearance and got furious. “Both of you get the hell out of my house. Skie, if you come back here, you’ll regret it. Out. NOW!”, She screamed at me. She stormed out of my bedroom and slammed the door shut. I fell to the floor and broke down into tears. Grayson grabbed some of my things and shoved them into a duffel bag, then helped me up. We climbed out the window and climbed down the tree.
We drove back to Grayson’s house and I cried the entire way there. The anger and dejection showed in his eyes. He parked in his driveway and helped me out of the car. We walked to his backyard and sat on his trampoline. Everything was silent except the buzzing of the bees and birds chirping, and sometimes the occasional car speeding past on the not so busy street. Grayson looked at me, his cheeks glistened with tears. I inched closer to him and hugged him tightly, he laid his head on my shoulder. We stayed this way for a while, I played with his hair and tried convincing him I was alright and that it didn’t hurt when she hit me. But he didn’t reply. I picked his head up so he was looking at me and I wiped away his tears.
He pulled me in for a hug and kissed my cheek. “We should probably get going so we can make it to the mall on time.”, he said sounding sad that we had to stop hugging. I stood up and looked at him waiting for him to get up also. He reached out his hand for help and I took it. Grayson pulled me back down so I was sprawled across him. Ugh, I’m probably gonna squish him or something.
Grayson’s point of view:
She’s so gorgeous. And with her laying ontop of me like this, I think I might just die from being too close to her cuteness. I leaned up a little so our lips were just barely touching. Her eyes sparkled in the sunlight, her lips are pink and plump. They look so soft. Should I kiss her though..?
I pressed my lips against hers and this time she wasn’t hesitant to kiss back. Skie ran her fingers through my hair and I rolled her over so I was on top of her. She smiled slightly against my lips. I smiled back and bit her lip gently. She let out a soft moan as I slipped my tongue into her mouth. Our tongues touched and massaged each others slowly. She tugged on my shirt, insisting I remove it. I pulled away from the kiss and slid my shirt off. Skie stared at me for a second before pulling me back down. She grabbed my hand and guided it up to her breast then put her hand on the side of my neck. I’ve never done anything like this with a girl before, and it was imperceptibly noticeable that I was getting hard. My skinny jeans did an atrocious job at hiding it. Skie felt it and began rubbing it lightly through my pants.
My phone rang and startled us both quite a bit. I answered it, it was my friend Matty. He was wondering where we were and if we’re close to the mall yet. Shit. It was almost two thirty. “I’m sorry, we gotta go.”, I stood up and jumped off the trampoline, Skie hopped on my back and we walked to the front of my house where I parked my car.
