hurricane • graysonbaileydolan

fourteen

"Haha! I beat you!" I throw my hands up in success in the little water gun game where you shoot the water at the target, "If you let me win, Dolan, I swear to god."

"We'll never know." he winks and I roll my eyes. I choose the little dolphin as a prize and the annoyed guy at the stand hands it to me with a sigh. I ignore his mood and look to Grayson, "You're such a kid."

"Shut up." I chuckle as we continue walking around. "Where to next?"

"I'm hungry."

"You're always hungry." I mutter as a joke and he looks at me, "Lemme guess, fried dough?"

"Am I that predictable?" he asks and I shake my head,

"We dated for three years, remember?" I ask and he nods, his smile fading. "Sorry."

"You don't have to be sorry about anything, it was my fault." he says as we walk to the edge of the pier so he can get his fried dough. I order a cotton candy ice cream in a waffle cone, smirking as I walk back over to Grayson. "Shit, now I want ice cream."

"Sucks." I say as we walk around some more, skipping over the rides because he knows I hate them. It's awkwardly silent and I just continue eating my ice cream, eventually throwing whatever is left of it away because it was very awkward and I got full.

"So, anything you wanna do before we go?" he asks and I nod,

"Just one." I smirk, wrapping my arm around his wrist and pulling him behind me. "Did you forget about our other tradition?"

"What's that?"

"The photo booth." I smirk we go inside the arcade to the surprisingly empty photo booth. I sit beside him and we choose the theme and then pose. "Okay, just smile now."

"Then funny faces, and then some weird pose and then..." he stops and I clear my throat,

"We'll just do something random for that one." I state and he nods as we smile, then we do a funny face, then a weird pose. "Okay...uh."

"I have an idea." he quickly says, "Just look at me."

"Okay." I nod, turning to face him as he takes my face in his hands and attaches his lips to mine as the camera takes the picture. I pull away and our eyes are locked for a few seconds,

"Can't break tradition, right?" he asks and I nod,

"Right." I murmur and he looks at me, "We should go..."

"Yeah." he turns around and gets out of the booth, I follow him and I grab the two pictures it printed, handing one to Grayson. We head back to his car and he quickly drives home.

"You really don't have to walk me to the door, Grayson." I say and he shrugs, his hands buried in his pockets, "Thanks for today, it was fun."

"Yeah, no problem. Beats listening to Ethan or Cameron complain about how their bored." he says and I nod, "Humor me please."

"What?"

"Act like you love me, even if you don't. I know I hurt you, and I know I don't deserve you but I'm going to prove it to you." he says, "Please?"

All I can mumble out is "Okay."