warnings: alcohol, smut, angst, fluff, and a bit of violence.
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8:05 pm ~ Friday
"Where are you going?" My mom asked. I grabbed my sweater from the hook and put it on.
"I'm gonna go on a date with Grayson," I replied. She walked over to me with her bag in hand and keys in the other.
"Oh okay, but remember I'm working so I won't be home. Please take your keys," she begged making me chuckle softly.
"Will do mom," I sigh and head towards the living room.
"And Y/n." My mom called making me stop in my tracks and turn around. "Yes?" I asked. She threw something that hit my chest. The item fell on the floor with a soft smack.
"Be safe," she said closing the door.
A condom. "Wow, thanks mom." I said shaking my head with a blush forming on my cheeks.
It was Friday night and people were partying and getting drunk. I in the other hand was going on a romantic date with my babe. My phone buzzed from my back pocket, speaking of.
honey💋
hey, i'll be pulling up soon.
baby(literally)
okay, i'll be heading outside then.
honey💋
do you have a jacket? it's a little
colder tonight.
baby(literally)
yes. drive, gray. i don't like you texting
n driving.
honey💋
i'm at a red light, baby. don't even worry.
but i'm gonna get there in less than a minute.
You see Grayson has the looks and everything and that's what I hate because everywhere we go, girls look at him.
Now, it's okay because it's not like I can end every girl that dares to lay their eyes on him. But it's the sneaky ones that I hate. The ones that know what the fuck is up, but still wanna beat around the bush.
But Grayson says that they're just his friends and that I shouldn't have to worry about his friends. (Female friends)
I walked outside to wait for him. It was cold out. Winter was my favorite season. And it's only getting colder which is the best because Gray said we might go to Big Bear.
Headlights caused me to look up from my phone. Grayson parked on my driveway. "Need a ride?" He asked with a smirk. A giggle escaped my lips. I opened the door and got in.
"So, where are we gonna go?" I asked as I got buckled myself up.
"Remember where we first met?" He asked grabbing my hand, right after I had put my seatbelt on.
"Babe... we met at the beach." I said smiling.
"Exactly." He whispers. "I know it's like not the most perfect timing to go to the beach, but I wanna give you these nostalgic feelings," he kisses my neck softly and returns to the wheel.
"Oh really?" I asked with a smile.
We made it to the beach and as Grayson pulled up to the parking lot we saw a bunch of people dancing by shore. Some were past out by blankets laid out and others smoked weed while others made out.
