Wake Up

5

Recap: Grayson took Presley to a private part of the beach up on a dock. Both of them end up pushing each other into the water, and they go home afterwards and order a pizza.

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Suddenly, the bell rings and I perk up. "Yes! Pizza's here!" I exclaim and run to the door, with Grayson trailing behind me. I open the door and a guy that seems to be around our age hands me the pizza with a polite smile on his face and I smile back, waiting of Grayson to pay. Grayson hands him the money as I've already ran off with the pizza and started to make my way to the table.

I open the pizza box and grab a slice. The familiar scent of Papa John's (in my opinion the best) pizza fills my nose as I go to take a bite out of the slice. The warm cheese makes my tastebuds jump and I grab two plates for Grayson and I. 

Grayson then joins me and grabs himself a piece also before sitting down next to me. I look at the time and see that it's nine o'clock. The thought reminds me of school starting tomorrow and I make an involuntary groan. Grayson looks over at me curiously with his eyebrows raised. I answer in one word.

"School." Which is clearly all I had to say as I can see Grayson's shoulders visibly slump slightly before he focuses back on his pizza. 

"Yeah... summer was fun while it lasted. Ready to be my fake girlfriend tomorrow?" He smirks and looks back over to me. My cheeks turn the tiniest bit red and I shake my hair in front of my cheeks in an attempt to hide it. Obviously, Grayson doesn't buy it as his smirk widens.

"I mean I guess..." I reply, and focus back on my pizza, intertwining strands of my dark hair in my fingers. I try to think of something else to say to change the topic, and this amazing food seems like the only thing to talk about. "This pizza is great, isn't it?" I exclaim as I take another bite which just makes Grayson chuckle at me. 

I can't help but enjoy the sound, it may seem dramatic but his laugh is just... I don't know. I can't really explain it but simply put, it's pleasing to the ears. Once again, admitting this to myself makes me blush. Why do we have to have the ability to blush? Stupid hormones. I'd rather not, thanks!

"You thinking about me?" He asks, and I flinch since I was so deep in thought. 

"You wish, Grayson." I reply quickly. If he only knew he was right. 

After another slice, I head back up to my room to make sure I'm ready for the first day, then I simply lay in bed, restless. Which gives me time to think, specifically about Grayson. I try to steer my thoughts away from him, but it's useless. 

I can't seriously be developing feelings for Grayson already. I've only really known him for a few days now! Ugh. I should've known this whole deal between us would lead to trouble. I doubt he'd ever like me back. With that thought, I decide that I'm going to try and stop thinking of Grayson any other way other than being a friend.

After what seems like forever, I hear Grayson enter my room. Shortly after, I feel him weigh down on my bed. "Presley?... Are you up?" He questions so quiet I can barely hear him. I mutter a 'yeah' and turn around to face him, sitting up in bed. 

"Can I go under the covers or..." He pauses, then adds, "your room is kinda cold." He states and I debate on what to say. I just decide to let him, we are only friends anyways right? Well, besides the whole fake couple thing of course. At least I'm going to try to act that way. Also, I don't want him to be cold, my room usually kinda cold since I keep the fan on. I've always felt better if I have the fan on rather than off. 

"Yeah sure." I reply and he sits under the covers next to me. I lay back down and he repeats my actions. 

"Soo..." I start, "How do you want to pull off this fake relationship?" I question and he shrugs.