My Good Luck Charm

Chapter 23

My eyes landed on all of his features. Still the same Grayson in high school. He was more muscular, and he still dressed the same. I backed away from the door, and my breath hitched up. I wish Niall would've token me to the gym, or at least left one of the boys here with me.

The man behind the door knocked again, but this time like he was getting aggravated. It scared me, I didn't know what to do. I slowly tip-toed back up the stairs, and in Niall's room.

I carefully opened the blinds to see who was here. I sighed, and quietly jogged to the spare bedroom to see if it was a view of the front yard. I peeked through the blinds and unfortunately Grayson was still standing there, arms crossed.

I started to panic, I collapsed on the bed and took out my phone. I quickly dialed Niall's number and held the phone up to my ear.

"Hello?" He spoke into the phone. The sound of his voice only made me calm down a bit.

"Niall... You need to come to the house." I said, trying to stay calm. "Baby. What's wrong" Niall responded, sounding furious then ever.

"Someone's here. And, he's from high school." I didn't know how to put this story in words. I was thinking of telling Niall that he texted me just a few days ago. From downstairs, I heard a loud thump, and the house vibrated. I knew Grayson broken in.

"Niall!" I said, raising my voice. Tears were boiling up in my eyes. I heard Niall's voice in the background saying 'Josh lets go'. "Baby please, go hide somewhere. We'll be there in no time. I love you" The call ended, and I ran to the other side of the room and slipped onto the closet.

I looked around, and luckily found a little pile of clothes lying on the floor. I wiped away the fallen tears, and started separating the clothes so I could hide in it.

Once I was done that, I grabbed extra clothes from the floor, and built them on top of me, sinking in the pile. I sat there, waiting for Niall to come. A few sobs escaped my mouth, but I managed to keep quiet. I don't understand why Grayson wants me so badly. And not in the dirty way, he just wants to capture me. Don't even question why.

I heard footsteps beaming up the stairs, slowly. I squeezed my eyes shut, and placed my hand over my mouth. I took a deep breath in and held it, as Grayson entered the room.

Since there was a small opening in the door, I peeked through and seen Grayson looking under the bed, then looking behind the dresser. I slowly breathed out and just as I did so, Grayson looked at the closet.

My heart skipped a beat, and I started trembling. Grayson walked over to the closet and slid it open. My heart was racing at this point. I just wish Niall and Josh would hurry their ass up before I'll be tortured to death. Grayson looked all in the closet before his eyes landed on the pile of clothes I was hidden in.

He stood there for a second, probably trying to see if I would move around. I think he had a clue I was on here. After ten seconds he opened up the whole closet door and moved a couple of tee shirts and he spotted me.

"Well well well. Looks like it's the little bookworm" Grayson said devilishly. I could help but shed a couple of tears. "Quit your crying" he said and pulled me by my ponytail, signaling me to get up. "What the fuck do you want from me" I managed to say, as he pinned me up against the wall and put my hands over my head. He laughed in response.

"Grayson let go of me" I cried through gritted teeth. My body was sweating, and he looked up and down my body. It wasn't a good time to be wearing nothing but Niall's tee shirt. He smirked and put his arm around my waist, touching my bum. I knew what he was trying to do, but never in a million years would I let him.