ice cream [g]

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you and your boyfriend grayson were laying on the beach, tanning. grayson kept sighing and flipping over.

"grayson, can you lay still?" you chuckled and turned to look at your boyfriend.

"sorry, i'm just bored." he mumbled.

"well...why don't you go get some ice cream or something, then we can go swimming." you said.

"okay." grayson stood up, and you rolled over on to your back. you sat up and watched grayson walk away. you giggled as he shook his hips as he walked.

you looked down at the sand, and played with your beach towel. two boys walked past you, throwing a football. one whistled at you, and you looked up at him.

"hey, girl. you alone?" one of the boys asked. he was in a white tshirt with blue, white, and red swimming shorts.

"no i'm here with my boyfriend.." you told him.

"hmm, well where is he?" the boy asked, and walked over to you.

"he's over there, getting ice cream." you replied, and pointed at grayson. he had his back to you as he grabbed two ice cream cones from the guy inside the truck. he started walking over to you, and frowned when he saw the two boys talking to you.

"is that him?" one of the boys asked.

"yes." you replied, and smiled slightly.

"can i help you two?" grayson asked as he approached you and the strange boys.

"no, uh, we were just grabbing our football...it landed over here." the boy lied, suddenly intimidated by grayson.

"well you got it, now go." grayson said with a smile. the two boys nodded, and ran away.

"thanks, grayson." you smiled as grayson sat down beside you. he handed you your ice cream, and the two of you ate them as you watched the waves roll into the shore.

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