More Than Me | Greyson Chance fanfiction

Sunday morning

Melissa shifted in the bed comfortably with a duvet covering half of her body and snuggled closer to the pillow. She felt something tickling her nose and it smelled good so she sniffed more. It smelled like fruity shampoo she used last night. She slowly opened her eyes, adjusting to the lights only to meet with what looked like hair, dark brown hair. Then she looked down to see a face of a guy sleeping peacefully with his lips slightly parted.

Melissa's eyes widened and she backed away as far as she could when she realised that there was a guy beside her, in the same bed. She looked down to check herself and sighed in relief when she saw that she was still fully clothed. Then, memories of yesterday flashed back.

Melissa finally recalled that she was just married to this guy, so that answered why he was in the bed sleeping like a baby. Melissa moved closer to Greyson, examining his sleeping face. He was handsome even when he was asleep and he looked so innocent. Without realising it, Melissa brought her fingers up to Greyson's face, tracing from his eyebrows to his sharp jawline. She felt how soft the skin was and giggled quietly because she thought her husband was cute.

Greyson felt something tickling his face so he caught it with his hand, eyes still closed tight. When he heard a small gasp he opened his eyes rather quick and it caused him to hiss once his eyes met with the bright sunny light seeping through the window. After he adjusted to the light, he saw that he was holding a hand. He looked up to see Melissa's blushing face.

"What were you doing on my face?"

"Nothing."

"Liar."

"N-no, I'm not. C-can you let go?"

"Not before you tell me what you were doing when I was sleeping." His grip on Melissa's hand tightened.

"I-I didn't do anything." Melissa stuttered. Greyson pulled Melissa's hand and moved closer to her. Melissa looked away because they were too close now. She shut her eyes tight when Greyson's face came near hers.

And then he whispered in her ears, "I know I'm handsome but I would appreciate it if you be honest and tell me you want it."

Melissa's eyes fluttered open and she pulled her hand from Greyson's grip as fast as she could. She got up from the bed and rushed to the bathroom, locking herself in there.

"I was just kidding!" Greyson shouted from where he was still laid and chuckled. He probably had scared her.

Meanwhile in the bathroom...

"Why did he do that?" Melissa talked to her reflection in the mirror. "Did he think it was funny?"

Melissa decided to take a shower because if she kept thinking and daydreaming she would be late for work. When she stepped out of the bathroom, Greyson wasn't there anymore. Perhaps he was in the guest room using the bathroom in there. Melissa was getting ready and checking herself in front of a mirror when Greyson entered the room with only a towel on his waist. Melissa didn't realize it.

"Where are you going?" He asked.

"Work."

"What did I tell you about work?" Greyson's voice was serious.

"I–"

"Get changed."

"But–"

"No buts. You're not going anywhere, plus, nobody works on Sundays." Greyson said while opening the closet. He pulled out his hard rock sweater, a pair of blue jeans and a pair of clean boxers.

Melissa just realised that it was Sunday and now she felt stupid. Greyson must be mentally laughing at her. She was still in front of the mirror, thinking of what to say.