WARNING: UNEDITED
(Meadow's POV)
"Nice try, guys," I groaned at my friends, who decided to crash the date that was currently in session.
"I told you to use a wig cap," Kendall nudged Sarah, who removed the orange wig from her head, as well as her cat-eyed sunglasses.
The unveiling was quite hilarious. The look of shame and defeat stuck to their faces as Ethan, Max, Kendall, and Sarah revealed themselves, throwing their wigs, hats, glasses, and other mysterious accessories from their person. Sarah shot me an apologetic look before smirking at the sight of me wrapped up beside Grayson.
"This," she began throwing her hands up in the air, "was not my fault."
"So who's was it?" Grayson spoke, and I couldn't tell if he was upset or happy about the current situation, but he did, in fact pull me closer to him, placing his head in the crook of my neck as he tightened his grip against my waist.
The two girls turned and looked at the two boys, who stood there awkwardly while fiddling with their fingers. "WHAT? I ship it!" Ethan bursted out loudly, causing all of us to corrupt in laughter.
"Oh, Meadow," an obnoxious voice sneered at me from behind, and we turned our attention to face the helpless girl who was about to lose. "I'm ready!"
"What is she doing here?" I heard my best friend whisper to Sarah, and not politely either.
"You guys are going to want to watch this," Grayson tried to surpress his laugh as he let me go from his secure hold.
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"I cannot believe the fact that Dallas was crying on the rock wall," I laughed, my hands glued to Grayson's as he led me up the steps towards his house.
"It was kind of hilarious," Grayson admitted, pushing the front door open before pulling me inside with him.
"Food?" I looked up at the teen boy with pleading eyes, only to find him returning the same look.
"Come cuddle with me," he sighed, tugging my sleeve like a five year old.
"Food... Cuddle, FOOD... CUDDLE? Food..." I weighed my options, avoiding looking into the boy's eyes that stared at me, knowing that I was going to melt and give in anyways.
"Hey, please...," I looked up at Gray and my legs began to shake, his hazel eyes dilated while he stared at me, his hands intertwined with mine.
"Fine," I grumble, pretending to be upset as a smile instantly appears on his face.
"YAY!" The inner six year old inside of him cheers, and the next thing I know I'm being picked up and thrown over his shoulder.
"Gray, let me down!" I screamed, laughing hysterically, knowing that no one else was home beside us.
He chuckled to himself quietly as he carried me up the stairs towards his room, being cautious to ensure that he didn't drop me or bang me into the wall. When we approached his room he dropped me onto his bed, and I laid down across his bed as I attempted to catch my breath, my laugh still filling his room.
While my mind was clouded with cachinnation, I felt my leg being lifted up, and my feet seemed set free as a cool breeze traveled through my socks, followed by a thud on the ground, indicating that my shoe had been removed my foot and placed on the ground.
Grayson did the same with my other foot before he removed his own sneakers from his feet, placing his shoes besides mine as he crawled beside me, instantly pulling me into him. He was warm and soft, and I felt giddy inside at the thought of cuddling into each other. I wrapped one arm around his neck, and the other around his neck as he looped his arms around the small of my back, holding me gently as if I were to break if he let go. We sat in silence for a couple of minutes, until Grayson spoke.
"Do you believe in fate?" I could sense him looking down at me, watching my face as my mind pondered over the question.
"I don't know."
"Well I do," he stated, and I nodded along to show him that I was listening, although my eyelids began to way down my face, and a wave of sleep passed over me. But before I could close my eyes I caught the words that came out of his mouth very quietly.
"And... I believe you are mine."
751 words A/N I KNOW, I KNOW ITS BEEN TO LONG! I'm working on finishing up his book, which will unfortunately end in a couple of chapters.
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