Because Who Could Love A Broken Girl? ✔️

Who Could Love Tension

Grayson's P.O.V.

I woke up in the morning to my beautiful angel. Of course, it wasn't exactly the usual way...

She grins down at me, way too happily for this early in the morning. I blink a few times to make sure I'm not imagining things, when I'm sure it's real, I smile.

I rest my hands on her thin thighs, which are straddling my waist as she sits comfortably on my lower abdomen.

"What are you doing?" I ask with a mischievous grin.

"Do you want me to stop?"

"Is that an actual question?" I smirk.

She rolls her eyes at my remark before smiling slightly. I give her small body a once over, smiling as my eyes scan over her- well my T-Shirt. As my gaze continues to trail down her body, I suddenly remember her brazen decision to sleep without undergarments.

My eyes widen momentarily and I feel my little friend start to grow excited. I swallow hard, hoping to take my eagerness down with the lump in the back of my throat.

"I'm gonna ask again... What are you doing?" I repeat.

"Breaking the tension." I raise an eyebrow and she continues. "Obviously since the... Incident on Friday, we haven't been as close. The tension between is was so thick that you couldn't even cut it with a cleaver."

I nod slowly, still not quite getting why she's on my lap.

"I don't want it to be like that anymore. I'm ready to forgive you, and I want nothing more than to return to how our lives were before." She says calmly.

"So, you're on my lap... Why?"

She takes a deep breath before staring straight into my eyes.

"I think we should have sex." She blurts out.

The moment the words leave her soft, pink lips, I instantly forget how to breathe. I begin coughing and choking on god knows what, and air has seemingly vanishes from my lungs.

"W-what?" I manage to ask after my coughing fit dies down.

"I think we should have sex." She repeats slowly.

"Skylar, think about what you're saying. Just yesterday you were hesitant to even let me touch you."

"I know, and I've already thought this through. You slept with Britney, that's done and over with. But I want to know that you think more of me than just another girl you slept with."

"Princess, you know I would never think that about you."

"Maybe not, but every other person at school would. So let me be different. Let be be the first girl you've had sex with twice, and however many times after that."

"Baby, it shouldn't matter what the others think." I say softly.

"That's easy for you to say. You were lucky enough to hit the jackpot in looks. Everyone just immediately excepted you, but it's different for me."

I look at her, still cautious of her idea. It's not that I don't want to have sex with her, trust me, I do. I just think she'll regret it later.

"I don't want to be another one of your fangirls, and I definitely don't want to feel like I'm nothing more to you than they are." She continues. "I don't even want to be just Skylar. I want to your girlfriend. I want to be the only girl you've given a second thought. I want to be the one you love and are willing to toss away your reputation for."