The Boy That Changed My Life.

Ch.11

We arrive at my house but he was quiet the whole walk home. We arrive and I immediate run to get two robes. One was pink and one was blue. I get some clothes for Grey but they were my dads.

"Here. Go change in the laundry room and put them in the dryer."

"But why?"

"Do you want me to touch your undies and dry them myself?"

"NO!" he yells slightly and closes the door. I walk to the bathroom and change.

"CELINE!" yells Grey in the distance.

"IN A SECOND!" I yell from my bathroom. I put on my sweat pants and tank top and walk out of my bathroom.

I walk to my living room to see Grey standing in front of my fireplace, staring at my family picture. I walk to him.

"What you staring at?" I ask.

"Nothing. Just your dad in this picture. You never said anything about him coming home." He says with concern in his voice.

"He passed away when I was 5. He died in a war."

"Oh, I didn't know. Sorry I asked." He says. He looks down.

"Its fine. Do you want something to eat?" I try to change the subject.

"I'm fine." He says. I smile and walk to the kitchen. I grab my kettle and turn on the stove. I noticed that Grey was awfully quiet. I turn my neck slightly to see him right behind me. He hugs me from behind.

"I'm really sorry about your dad. I feel awful asking about him."

"Its fine, really. He passed away when I was 5. I'm older now." I say but he doesn't reply. I hear him snuffling. I droplet of tears dropped on my shoulder. I start to tear up too.

"I cant even imagine being a 5 year old and feeling such pain." He says in a crackly voice. I feel such pain but such warmth. I tear up. He hugs me tighter. I hear the boiling of the water so I turn off the stove. I turned around to face him and hugged him face forward. 

I wrapped my arms around his back and started to cry. I bawled and moaned about my father. Because as a little kid I never understood death. But I understand it now and I will forget about this. Grey was so understanding. He hugged me tighter, brushed my hair, and stood there until I stopped crying. I looked up to him and he was already staring at me, smiling.

"What!" I yell out in embarrassment. He just stared at me while smiling.

"Well I have noticed that girls look ugly after crying. But you still look adorable." He says.

"Then why were you smiling?"

"Because I am lucky to have such a cute girlfriend."

"Stop you making me blush!" I say playfully.

"Then stop being so cute. But I know that will never happen." I get embarrassed and look away. But he lightly grabbed my chin and looked me in the eyes.

I forgot how his eyes hypnotized me so I couldn't help but stare. He gave me a smirk to represent that he knows my weakness. I tried to push him playfully but he pulled me back to himself. He grabbed my waist and pulled my legs to make a princess carry. My heart felt like exploding. My ears warmed up of embarrassment.

"Please put me down, I'm very heavy." I say punching him lightly.

"You are so light. You really have to eat more." He says without looking at my face. He walks back to my living room and sit on the end of the couch. I'm still on his laps.

"Come on, please put me down." I say. He ignores my command. He is staring at me, locked on eye contact. Its making me blush but I look down so I don't face him. He grabs my chin with 2 fingers and pulls my face up and leans in for a kiss.