"Hey, wake up" I heard a voice say softly. I blink my eyes open slowly and see Grayson gently shaking my shoulder with a tired face. I sit up in bed and rub my eyes open. "Good morning" he said smiling. I smiled back and kissed him gently. "Morning" I said back.
"Are you hungry?" He asked. "No..." I said looking at the wall. "Katherine you didn't eat last night. You need to eat something." He said. "I'm not hungry." I said. "What happened?" He asked. I sighed and ran my fingers through my tangled hair. "Nothing don't worry about it." I said trying not to make eye contact. "Please tell me." He said resting his hand on mine.
After I told the story I was looking down. "I really like you." I said. "I think I love you." I added. He smiled as he lifted my head to face him. I smiled back and leaned in and filled the space between us as our cold lips touched again.
"I don't want you around him anymore.... I have a.... feeling." He whispered after we broke the kiss. "I won't." I agreed.
"Let's say... if you eat something... then I'll do something crazy." He said. "Like what?" I asked. "Dye my hair...." he said. "Oh my god what color??" I asked excitedly. "Blonde. Not my whole head. Just highlights." He said. "Oh my gosh yes you should do it!" I exclaimed. "Ah but remember our deal. You eat, I'll do it." He said with a smirk on his face.
"No way that's not the deal. You only ate half a pop tart"
"You only said I had to eat. You never said how much."
"Fine let's just go" he said rolling his eyes. I smile at him and skip out of the door. We finally get to the hair place and I was so excited to see how it would turn out. We walked in and we saw a girl sitting in a black chair with a desk full of hair supplies. Grayson cleared his throat, which made her stop staring at her cell phone and look up. "Hi" she said smiling. I stepped back and sat in the chair that was close to where she was and got ready to watch him get this done.
As soon as he sat down she was flirting with him. I could tell he was uncomfortable. "What color do you want" she asked running her fingers through his hair and giving him a seductive smile. "Blonde." He said. She smiled and left for a moment to get all of her supplies.
She came back and started going through the process. "How old are you?" She asked. "17" he said. "How tragic...." she began. "I'm 20, but you're into older girls.... right?" She asked.
Suddenly my heart started racing and my blood started boiling at how she talked to him like I wasn't even there.
After she washed his hair she felt his arm and smirked. After she finished everything and she showed me the final reveal, I ran to him and admired his hair.
"Do you like it?" He asked nervously. "I love it!" I said running my fingers through his hair. He smiled wide at me while I continued to play in his hair. "Oh my god I love it so much" I said. He stood up and looked in the mirror for a minute. "I like it too." He said.
I turned him around while I pressed my lips against his. I kissed him hard, mainly out of jealousy, but also happiness. After we let go the girl stared at us for a moment. I smirked at her and grabbed his hand, lacing our fingers.
While we were leaving the girl gave me a death glare and I gave her a fake smile.
Did I really just get jealous over a boy?
