Grey

18.

Dan's POV

I headed into the parking lot feeling extremely nervous for the first time in months at the thought of hanging out alone with Greyson. I hadn't felt like this in a long time. I had gotten used to his company but after talking to Dylan I felt worried.

"You need to make a choice."

Dylan's words haunted me. I did love Greyson but was I really willing to take the risk of his mother continuing to mess with my family? Could Greyson really fix this? Could I trust him?

"You need to make a choice."

I mean there was so much that I still did not know about him. He had just opened up to me about struggling with depression, his suicide attempt, his past. I knew that I was being selfish with only worrying about myself and not thinking about what this was doing to Greyson. I knew this was taking as much as a toll on him as it was on me. I mean his mother has been a hemorrhage to his life since he was born. She is the reason why he is so lonely and felt so empty.

As Greyson pulled up to me in his silver Honda, eyes filled with contentment and hope I knew that I needed to make a choice. This light in his eyes was something new, was I willing to crush it in order to put an end to this for both mine and Greyson's sake?

We were both suffering and before I thought that it was best that we stayed away from each other but now I really didn't know. I felt happy with him, happier than I've ever been in my entire life. I loved him. But I also loved my family. But I'd also promised Greyson I'd trust him and give him a chance to fix things.

"You need to make a choice."

My head was pounding before I even got into the car. What choice would I make?

Greyson gave me a nervous smile as I pulled open the door and got into the passenger seat. "So are you sure you want to go to my place? I mean my mother isn't coming home for a few days but I don't want you to feel like I'm pushing you into anything."

I looked at him and felt like crying. He was the confident one, the one who had everything figured out. I was usually the nervous one. I had never seen Greyson nervous around me before. It made me feel guilty and made me love him even more all at the same time. He was treading lightly with me clearly afraid that I'd push him away again. I was such an asshole.

"I want to hang out with you. I feel like we have a lot of things that we need to figure out." I said giving him a reassuring smile.

Greyson gave a relieved sigh and pulled out of the parking lot. The drive was quiet as we headed to his huge house in the secluded part of the neighborhood surrounded by trees. Greyson's house was like a secret fortress and although the house was beautiful it definitely felt isolating. Hidden away from everything and everyone. It reminded me of Greyson.

We got out of the car and headed into his house. I took my shoes off and immediately followed him up to his room. Greyson dropped his backpack at the doorway and a water bottle rolled out of the side pocket and onto the floor. Greyson picked it up and placed it on his desk.

"Check his water bottle you'll see."

Apart of me just wanted to wait until he went to the bathroom but another part of me was tired of all of the secrets and just wanted straight answers.

Greyson sat down on the bed and patted the spot next to him.

"So what do you want to talk about?" He asked calmly.

I decided that I didn't want any distractions so I sat in the chair at his desk.

"Let's get straight to the point. What's in the water bottle?" I said pointing at it.