Surviving Grayson

Ross

Y/N's POV

"Gray whos at the....Ross?!" I said my smirk and smile turning into a frown and some worry

"Y/n. Hi. I relly need to talk to you."

"Yea...No...Ok. Come in." He said and I know I shouldn't have done this but I cant help it.

Oh No.......Y/n WHY

"OH. Uh. Btw Ross This Is Grayson....My...." I started before Grayson eagerly finished

"Fiancé. Or Husband If You Will!"

I smiled awkwardly

"And Ross is what...may I ask" Grayson said sounding irritated

"Hes well"
"Im kinda"

"Well...we...long ago."
"We were...y'know long ago and..."

"He's My Ex"
"Im Her Ex"

We started talking together and we kept looking back at eachother trying to make sure we didnt say the wrong things

"Oh. Ok....Well Im Sorry!" Grayson said wrapping his arms around my waist and kissing my temple.

"Sorry why?" I asked curious of what he meant

"Well that he let you go. Silly goose" He stated just before kissing my nose

I looked and Ross and he seemed upset and uncomfortable so I pulled away.

Earning anger and jealously from Grayson

He attempted to grab my hand before I lifted it to point Ross to the kitchen.

"So whats going on Ross.?"

"Um. Y/n can I have a word with you?" Grayson said in a demanding voice which meant he wasnt asking

"Yes." I said walking over

"Um. Whats going on. Why are you acting like this.?"

"What do you mean"

"Uh. Dont play that role y/n. You know exactly what I mean are you acting funny bc your EX is here. I mean we were in the middle of something. Id like to finish"

"Nothings wrong with me. But no hes my friend Im just trying to be here for him"

"Oh. Yea...well when he feels better you mind joining me upstairs. Ya know where I wanted to spend our only free time."

"Grayson, what-"

He cut me off saying
"Save it. Im going to bed, in the guest room. Just gonna save the trouble of having to make room for your new BFF"

He finished storming off.

"Y/n?" Ross said making me run into the kitchen to a seat right next to his.

As I was getting up in the chair I tried using the counter to help myself into the chair.

In doing so I touched his hands

That started something that I dont even want to talk//think about

So we started drinking the last of rhe drinks I found in the fridge from the party.

>>>> The Next Morning

I wake up the next morning in my undergarments and still tired,
Turning around to kiss my Groom-to-be.

Only to open my eyes and see Ross on the couch next to me and Grayson walking down the stairs...

"Y/n?" Grayson said with misty eyes and a crackling voice.