Chasing Grey | ✔COMPLETE

chapter 15|EDITED

Chapter 15: Avery's p.o.v

"Are you feeling better?" After about an hour of being by the toilet, my stomach had run out of thing to puke up, so now I'm laying on the bathroom floor with my head in Grey's lap.

"Yeah" I sigh. " I guess the whole thing about Ross upset my stomach. Just the thought that he's done it to others you know?"

"Yeah, I know." Grey sighed and kissed my forehead.

"We should probably get out of the bathroom before we catch some disease." We both get up and head to our last period, being math. Thank the Lord were in the same class because if not, I think I'd still be laying and the bathroom floor.

Walking into class, the whole class looked at us when we walked in.
"Mr.matthews, Ms.collins, what a lovely surprise for you to show your appearance" the teacher looked at us but mostly full used on me.

"Sorry sir, I've been feeling I'll and Grey was just helping me."

"Well then, take your seats."

The rest of the day went smoothly, but now I've got this killer headache.
So now I'm laying on the floor... yes the floor. In a big thing shirt and underwear eating ice cream with a towel over my eyes while listening to Beyonce. Yes I've become one of those people. I was so zoned out I almost dident hear the door open.

"Av's it m- um Avery what are you doing?" I lift the towel to see Grey standing over top of me stiffuling his lauphes.

"Well my dear friend, what does it look like I'm doing?" I say putting the towel aside.

"It looks like you just went through a break up and are drowning your sorrows in Ben and Jerry's."

"Take it how you want, but I am in headache therapy" I say and close my eyes. Moments later I feel the warmth of another person beside me. I looked over and saw Grey had grabbed another towel and layed it on his eyes and had a mouth full of ice cream in his mouth. And so we lay there, in our big t-shirts, and yes he still has his pants on, with towels on our face and the musical likings of the Queen herself.

We sat there in silence for a while before I spoke. " remember when we where twelve and we were sitting at the oak tree searching up words we dident know online?"

"Yeah" he lauphed "We came across the word gay and I wanted to see if I liked girls or not so you kissed me on the cheek."

"Hey, it was more like forced me to kiss you on the cheek. And you do realize that you can't tell if your gay or not by a kiss on the cheek."

"Well maybe you can help me then?" I lifted my towel and saw Grey was looking at me with a smirk.

"Ha-ha verry funny Mr. Steal yo girl but I don't think so." I said while poking his chest.

"Mr. Steal yo girl? Where did that come from?" He asked

"Well yeah, I mean you have girls all over you, even the girls with boyfriends would break up with them just to look at you"

"So you think I'm hot?" Asked Grey with a smile.

"Wha- I never said that"

"Come on Av's you looove me" he says coming closer"

"Stop being such a dork" I say and push him, laying back on the floor.

"Come on for all I know you could be the one to truly show me that I'm into guys!"

"Welllllll, I could call jack and get him to kiss you. Don't you need a boy to figure that out?" I ask with a smirk.

"Well if your not going to give me a kiss I guess I'm just going to have to steal one" he said looking back at me.

"What do yo-" but before I could finish his lips pressed to mine and the firmiliar feeling of butterflys reached my stomach.

"Yep, defenetly not gay" he said with a smile. Just before we were about to lean back in i heard footsteps.

"Well well well. What do we have here?" I looked up to see my mom with groceries filled with food in her hands. "Well Greyson looks like your mom needs to give me ten more buck!" She said while heading into the kitchen. I quickly stood up and pulled Grey with me. After a moment of silence we both burst out lauphing.

"Greyson do you want to stay for supper?" My mom asked from the kitchen.

"No thanks Ms.collins I've got to be going now." He said and looked at me.
"Hope I helped with your headache" he said in a hushed tone kissing my cheek. He then left and I went into the kitchen.

"So, you and Greyson huh?" My mom asked with a smirk.

"No mum, I don't even know." But the question was still lingering in my head for the rest of the night.

What are we?