Revealed Hidden Secrets & Forbidden Kisses

"Gracie. You look so cute with glasses."

Chapter 30 : "Gracie. You look so cute with glasses."
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Later that night, I was starting now to get really tired while I was doing my bills and filling out my resumes. I was just about to fall asleep on my chair at my work table, but 'awoken' to the sound of someone knocking loudly on my door. I was still sort of 'waking up' so I slowly walked over to the door.

I looked brought the peek hole and I saw Tyler. The way he was talking, more like slurring words out, and the was he was standing, he was 100% drunk. I opened be door and threw my arm over his shoulder. I walked him over to my bed to let him sit down.

"Tyler? Why are you?"

"My parents. I went to the penthouse. They wouldn't let me stay there or go to the house because I'm always drunk."

Tyler looked like he was going to cry. And then, he began to speak.

"Grace. I have no where to sleep anymore. Is it ok if you let me stay here tonight?"

I didn't know what to say. He was basically a
millionaire. I can't believe his parents did that, but, I guess it was to teach him a lesson. Of course I was going to let him, because I trust him. He has been there for me for a while, so it was my turn.

"Of course Tyler."

"Thanks Gracie." He then hugged my for a long period while he cried into my shoulder. He was crying on me, but I didn't mind. I hugged him back, while it was still warm in the room, or maybe it was the body heat we gave off hugging.

I then gave Tyler some water and crackers, because he was drunk of course, to make him get better. I put a movie on he tv in the living room after I got Tyler to go on the couch there. I put on a comedy movie to lighten Tyler's mood. I sat on my study table in the same room, a di continued to work on my resumes and bills.

"Grace?"

"Yah?"

"What are you doing?"

"Umm."

"You can tell me, don't worry"

"Ok. Well. I'm paying my bills and filling out resumes."

"Oh. Resumes?"

"Yah. Since my bills have a lot of numbers, instead of one job, I need three."

"Man. It must be hard for you."

I then just put the it's ok face with a small smile. I then put my glasses on since I was getting tired and I was having problems seeing because of that.

"Gracie. You look so cute with glasses."

With Tyler's complement, I could feel my cheeks burning. I then ended up blushing, but luckily, wait. There's no luckily. He saw it for sure. Dammit.

I then sat on the couch beside Tyler. He grew is arm around me shoulder as I payed my head on his chest. I could feel his heartbeat. It was quite fast, but then slowed down. I didn't even know what we were. This cuddling thing is a relationship? Or a friendship? Or nothing?Confusing as fuck. I decided to just go with the flow, see where it takes me, to relax and not stress out be chase of stuff like this. And by the time you know, I fell asleep.

Tyler's POV

Grace fell sleep while I had my arm around her and she had her head laid in my chest. I was way more sober than when I got to Grace's apartment which was good.

I let go of Grace as she maybes down on the couch. I turned off the tv and then turned to the couch. I thought to myself for a moment what I should've done. I carried Grace 'bridal style', and walked over to the bedroom. I maybes her in the bed under the sheets.

I went to the washroom and slipped on the other side of the bed from Grace. You must be wondering, why are you sleeping in the same bed as Grace? Well, the answer is simple to me. When she was at my penthouse, she wanted me to stay with her, and all the time we wake up in the same bed and she never minded or ever said anything to me, it was kind of normal for us to to sleep in the same bed.

We were both sound asleep. Grace then turned around into my chest and moved around trying to get comfy, I guess. I expected her to move away from me, but she didn't. She stayed there. Because of that, I pulled my arms around her. We probably looked like we were hugging, but we were still sound asleep.

I didn't know if we were even friends, if there was something between us. But for sure, for me, I had something for her. She was different from the other girls in our school. She was smart, beautiful, not judgemental, and an independent woman.