IMAGINE FOR MY PICKLE. This is from the heart girl. ❤️ xxsweetxxcakexx
Chelsea's POV
My heart is racing. Butterflies and fireworks dance in my stomach as I come closer to seeing them... seeing him.
It's my second time seeing the twins on tour. This time I feel more giddy inside. Like I could explode with happiness as soon as I saw there godly faces. But this time feels different, I don't want to see Ethan as much as I wanted to when I was first meeting them. This time I was more excited to see Grayson.
I can't help but feel differently for him. It was like a crush. You meet a boy and become close with him and you catch feelings. For a year I had been watching this boy on the screen of my phone, learning new things about him, growing attached to him, feeling like he was the only person who could save me. Yet he probably doesn't even know my name.
It hurt to think about, but who could blame him. He meets a bunch of people everyday. It just hurts. To see him smile, laugh, be happy, while I hurt, frown and cry. The reality is I will never be apart of his life, I will never be someone he thinks about without another million fans added to the thought.
I stop my negative thoughts and shake my head. Looking around and noticing I'm up next.
I wait patiently and listen as everyone laughed and talked. Kasey was standing behind me but like me she was off in her own little world.
Kyle cleared his throat and I looked up at him and smiled widely at him.
"Hey Chelsea, how you doing?" He asked smiling.
"I'm good thanks, how about you?" I beamed at him.
"Yeah I'm good, it's nice to see you again but now you have to head in." He said and I nodded turning towards Kasey.
"Good luck pickle, don't drool on them before I can." She joked giving me a wink.
"I'll try not to." I joked back blowing a kiss causing her to catch it in the air and put it in her pocket.
I walked into meet and greet area and my heart rate picked up again. The giddy feeling from before returning. That's when I spotted them, Grayson wasn't paying attention but Ethan was. He took one look at me before trying to get Grayson's attention.
Grayson's POV
Ethan slapped my bicep trying to get my attention. I shook him off turning towards the next fan that has come to meet us.
It's her...
My heart stopped. Her face was so familiar, so beautiful, so fragile. Her eyes so paralysing. Her lips so welcoming. And her hair, her long blonde hair, I could just run my fingers through it for hours. It's her.
For a year I've been trying to find this girl. Chelsea. She was all that ran through my mind. The memory of her voice caressed my eardrums daily. She appears in my nightmares causing them to become dreams. The sound of her name brightens my day. Now she's standing approximately five feet away from me and I'm not doing a thing to change that proximity.
As much as I want to, it's better if I don't. I shake my head bringing me back to reality and smiled.
Act the way you would for any other girl. I told myself.
I can't fall any further down the hole of feelings. She won't feel the same.
With that I acted the way I should, casual. She looked slightly hurt, as if she was expecting me to do something but I brushed it off. So we causally continued the meet and greet talking and taking photos. Ethan looked shocked at some points, wondering how I can be so casual after everything I've said about her. About how much I wanted her, to be able to hold her and call her mine. He even tried to egg me on a bit and I shrugged him off.
And it came to the end and she started to leave. My palms were going sweaty and my heart was racing but before I knew it she was gone.
My heart sunk. Am I really going to throw away this opportunity to be with the most gorgeous, adorable, funny human on earth?
As I look at the brunette walking in to meet us I look back to where Chelsea left.
I think not.
Chelsea's POV
For a moment it felt like he was gonna walk up to me, grab my face and kiss me. But that was just my imagination. Grayson is not into girls like me, and why would he be into me anyway?
As I was walking out, I noticed there wasn't any people around. Looking around I spot a public bathroom and walk towards it. Might as well empty my bladder while I wait for Kasey.
"Chelsea!" I heard a yell. I turned to the source of the yell to see Grayson.
He started stalking towards me. I couldn't tell whether he was mad or determined. Whatever it was, it had me walking backwards. As he got to arm length away from me I hit the wall behind me. His hands were placed firmly on my cheeks and his lips were on mine.
My eyes were wide with shock before I kissed back. Our lips started to move in sync, while his hands moved to my waist and I wrapped my arms around his neck.
Push up against a wall, I was kissing Grayson Bailey Dolan.
Without warning his hands moved to the back of my thighs, lifting me so I could wrap my legs around his waist. This made me gasp and Grayson took this opportunity to stick his tongue in my mouth.
Now here I am, a short little potato, having a full on make out with a Greek God sent from the heavens. My arms around his neck, my legs around his waist, his hands holding under my thighs and our tongues dancing together.
We pull away from air. He stares deeply into my eyes before kissing down my face, to my jaw, then to my neck. I let out small breathes as he kisses and sucks on my neck.
One of his hands moves to grab his phone out of his pocket then putting it in my hand.
"Put your number on my phone." He mumbled still kissing your neck.
"O-okay" I stuttered breathless.
I typed my number into his phone before dropping it into his pocket. He moved to come back and kiss me on the lips before we were interrupted by two very amazing people who cleared their throats.
Kasey and Ethan.
Grayson groaned putting me down and I turned bright red and chuckled nervously.
Ethan had a smirk aimed at Grayson and Kasey looked as if she was constipated, due to angry plus the fangirling.
Grayson ignored them and turned towards me, holding out a hand.
"Pass me your phone." He said with a smile. I obliged grabbing my phone and giving it to him.
He typed in his number and handed my phone back.
"I'll text you later, we can... hang out." He leant down to whisper in my ear.
Grayson is not into girls like me?
I think not.
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Chels! I'm sorry it took so long but here it is.
I hope you likeeeee! ❤️
Kinda proud. Got a bit lazy at the end.
And it's not edited.
I love you! 💕
- Kasey
