Edited.
Song for this chapter: Jimmy eat world-Hear you me. (not gonna lie, I stole this from the kissing in the rain scene in A Cinderella Story)
We drove silently in his car, the heat on full blast with soft music playing in the background. His hands were gripping the steering wheel as he kept his attention on the road in front of us, the windshields swiping every few seconds to clear the windows from the rain. It looked like there was about to be a hurricane by the dark grey sky and ashy clouds.
I was a little hesitant getting into Grayson's very expensive car considering I was soaked to the core. I didn't want to drench the fine leather chairs but after little convincing from Grayson I got inside, the warmth of his car creating a blanket over me.
The rain that drenched my hair was now dripping on my leggings, it feels like I just got out of a cold shower, and by looking at Grayson I could tell he felt the same way too. His shirt was soaked, making it stick to his very toned body. I had to force my eyes away from his defined abs and buff arms every few minutes so he wouldn't catch notice of my gawking eyes.
He kept opening his mouth to say something, but ended up clamping it shut a few seconds later because he couldn't find the words to say. It made me sigh each time, I just wish it wouldn't be this awkward between us. It is partially my fault, but I can't help how I feel.
''Do you want me to drop you at your house?'' Grayson spoke up, quietly. Hallelujah! but what he said made my furrow my eyebrows together in slight confusion.
''What? but I thought we were going to go talk somewhere? I mean unless you-''.
''Just so you could change and dry your hair and whatnot'' He chuckled, my face burned red from embarrassed. Here I was thinking he changed his mind and didn't want to talk to me.
''Oh right, yeah'' I mumbled. Thank God he was keeping his concentration on the road because i'm pretty sure he would laugh if he seen just how red I was turning.
It wasn't even that big of a deal!
He stopped the car outside my house a few minutes later. ''You want to come in?'' I asked softly, He looked at me with a smile apparent on the corner of his lips.
''Sure'', he shrugged.
I frowned inwardly just looking at the rain coming down in loud thuds. Do I really have to walk through that....again.
Taking a deep breath, I opened the car door. I squealed as the rain hit off me and ran to my front door as quickly as my two legs could take me. The black awning on top of the front door giving me shelter. Looking back I seen Grayson was still in his car, even through the rain hitting off the window I could still see the amusement clear in his eyes.
I shook my head at him, but I was smiling. With my finger, I motioned him for him to come over. He looked around at the heavy rain and shook his head playfully.
Oh Grayson, you're making this terribly hard for me to be mad at you.
I put my hands on my hip and narrowed my eyes at him, sort of like I was a mother disciplining him for not doing as I say. He smirked, before opening the car door. He didn't run like I did, he walked agonizingly slow as his held his eyes on mine. The rain was coming down on him like bullets, but he simply didn't care.
My face was starting to burn from his green eyes, and so I looked down at my shoes. Why does he have this effect on me?
Grayson, you're softly killing me.
I could hear the puddle splashes getting louder meaning Grayson was seconds away from me. Looking up my predictions were right, there he stood slightly shaking from the cold, his hair stuck to his forehead. I had this urge to fix it, but I had to stop myself.
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Teen FictionLibby Johnson fantasizes of the future. Counting down the days until her high-school graduation, until the day she can whisk herself away from her small town and her nightmares of the day that almost stole her life. Grayson Smith is glued in the pas...