Tripped & Fell (ON HOLD)

Chapter 5: Grayson Cole

•|AN| Hey guys! This chapter is split in three different time frames which all take place on the same day. It is also in Grayson's p.o.v

{Tripped & Fell}
Chapter 5: Grayson Cole
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Grayson P.O.V

"Do you want to trust me?" I give her my hand as she dozes off anxiously slightly biting her lip. Fuck, she better say yes. She has to or else I'm never going to leave her out of my sight, not this time and, not again. I watch her bite down on her bottom lip for the second time. I realize its a sign of nervousness and fuck I just want to lick them for her. Good thing I'm wearing my tinted helmet she won't be able to see me staring. She takes a quick glance to the fucktards behind us, then back at me.

She really thought I'd leave her here alone with those assholes roaming around her. No fucking way. That's not me, I'd dare them to even lay a finger on her and it'll take me less than a fucking second to break their bones. I'm only waiting for her to choose to come to me with her own will instead of me forcing her to.

"Okay," she speaks after what seems like forever. Finally.

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* Three hours earlier *

"Dude. Don't tell me you didn't notice the hot babe over there staring at us" Mathew nudges me with his elbow, keeping his eyes fixed on the girl across us pumping gas into her car in the weirdest fucking way. Who the fuck pumps gas while arching their back like some sort of fucking duck?

"I did" I roll my eyes at Matt who is still staring back at the girl. For fuck's sake, why is he my best friend? He's a fuckboy, there's just no other way to put it. I look back at the 'thing' in front of us from the windshield of Mat's car. She sneaks another glance our way making it so obvious as she flutters her eyelashes at the both of us.

What the fuck she is she wearing anyway. Her shorts are too tiny for her age and body she must of fucking stole them from a nine-year-old kid or something they're barely covering her - revealing half of her ass cheeks and a pink sequined bra - also barely covering her nipple... Did girls suddenly forget their clothing size or was this just some fucking trend for stupid girls?

"Bro she wants you so bad, want me to get her number" Matt tilts his head back on the car seat and turns to me waiting for me to say something. I squint my eyes at him in disgust then back to the nine-year-old woman then back to him again. The fact that he was still looking at me as if I would go for the trash there blows my fucking mind.

"What?" He asks with no clue what so ever,

"You've got to be fucking kidding me right now" I shake my head at my douche bag of a friend and ignore him as I take my phone out to see if I finally got the email I've been anticipating for a week now.

"C'mon, she's hot"

"She's fake as fuck," I say while scanning my Gmail inbox. Nothing. It's been a fucking week and still nothing, ass holes. How much more do I have to wait?

"You're so picky man, look she's looking again. With one look I can get her to come here and give her number what do you say?" This has always been the difference between us, Matt doesn't give a damn about what a girl looks like. As long as she has a vagina to fuck and a set of boobs - which this one clearly doesn't, all I see is two hard balloons on her chest. So fucking fake.

"No. Just wait a few more minutes the bike is almost done." I glance to my right and see the teenage boy working on the second tyre of my big boy. I hear Matt sighing next to me as I press hold on the window button to roll it down and speak to the boy.