forced// dolan twins

o n e

Heather

"Heather, because you'll be playing basketball a lot while I'm gone I have someone to take care of Jess while we are gone." My mom said while grabbing her suitcase. She is going to some place in LA to fill a movie. She is a famous producer so this happens a lot.

Two months without a parent, I don't know if I should be happy or sad.

"Ok, when will she come?" I asked curiously. My mom turned around a gave me a weird look. "HE will be here in around thirty minutes. He goes to your school I believe his name is.. Grayson?" My mom replied and I sunk.

Fuck no

"GRAYSON DOLAN IS GOING TO BE IN OUR HOUSE!" I snapped angerily. My mom gave me a confused look.

"He is a good kid with good grades so calm down, I did research." She replied and left. Grayson Dolan is NOT a good kid. He has fucked probably every girl on his grade. Luckily I'm new and he doesn't know I exist, at least I hope. I wasn't in any of his classes the end of last year and I'm glad.

I will admit, he's hot as hell but he's a fuck boy. My reputation at school is good enough so I don't need him to fuck me to be popular.

My reputation is good because I'm the starting point gaurd on my highschool's Varsity team, also I play right mid on the varsity soccer team. I love sports because it gets me out of my thoughts and drama. It's a new world full of positivity.. most of the time.

I'm practicing like crazy because soon I'm going to commit to a college and I need scouts to notice me. I'm about to be a softmore and I'm being looked by many colleges. My annoying sister Jess is in eighth grade.

"Is Grayson hot?" Jess said walking to the kitchen from upstairs. She has been listening to the conversation. "It shouldn't matter he is too old for you Jess." I snap back because I couldn't get myself to lie.

Grayson Dolan is a piece of art.

Too bad he is a fuckboy though..

I realized that he was going to be over soon so I got ready. I straightened my hair, put on black leggings, a simple cropped champions hoodie, and a little bit of makeup. The door bell rang when I was done.

"I'll get it!" Jess said running to the door but I stopped her. "Um who do you think you are?" I snapped back at her. To be honest it's sad how she can't take care of herself. So irresponsible. But I guess my mom wanted her to be 'safe'.

I opened the door to see Grayson. I'm not sure if he knew me but I didn't really care. I decided to act nice to make a good impression unless he gives me a reason to be a bitch.

He looked nice not going to lie, hat was until he checked me out.

I just met him, this motherfucker.

"You must be Heather." He said smiling, as I opened the door wider to let him in. "You must be Grayson." I responded emotionless.

I explained to him things he may need to know and all he was looking at was my ass which pissed me off.

He talked to Jess for a bit and she decided to go upstairs to her room. It was just Grayson and I. I don't really get why he is here but okay.