something new - [dolan twins]

nine

GRACE POV:

I could feel my heart beating out of my chest as I heard Jill answer the door from down the hall, greeting Grayson. I haven't exactly planned out what I was going to say to him, and I sure as hell had no idea what he was going to say to me. Needless to say, I was terrified.

I heard a knock on my door. Hesitating, I reminded myself that Grayson was my friend. He was the first friend Jill and I made in L.A. and he's been there for me whenever I needed him. I tried not to let what Ethan told me get in the way of that.

I opened the door slowly, relieved to finally see Grayson again. Avoiding him was getting close to impossible, and I really missed him.

"Hey," I moved to the side and let him come into my room. I closed the door behind him, joining him on the edge of my bed.

I watched him for a moment, seeing him gather his thoughts. I was immediately hit with a wave of guilt. He had hurt and confusion covering his face, and it was all my fault. He didn't deserve it.

"Grace," he looked up at me, and the pain in his eyes made me tense up. "What did I do?"

I sighed, my shoulders slouching. What was I supposed to say? No, your brother asked me out then told me you were in love with me so I freaked out and hid from you for weeks? I tried to think of an explanation, but nothing came to mind.

"You didn't do anything wrong, Grayson." I broke his gaze, my heart dropping. I wished I could give him a straight answer, but nothing I could say would explain why I acted the way I did.

Grayson took my hand, the same way he did that night at his place. My body was immediately flooded with warmth, and in that moment, I was no longer scared of my feelings. Jill was right, maybe I did love Grayson.

"I care about you a lot, Grace. More than you know, and if I did something wrong, I need you to-"

"I know." I cut him off, moving my thumb on top of his. "I know everything."

He looked at me in confusion. I thought back to my conversation with Jill earlier in the day. I had to give it a shot; I had to talk to him.

"I talked to Ethan a couple weeks ago, the morning after I stayed at your house, and you weren't home. So, we were talking and he told me that, um..."

This was harder than I thought.

"He told me that you had feelings for me."

I felt Grayson's hand tense and looked up at him. His jaw was clenched and his cheeks were now growing a pale pink. I felt myself holding my breath, afraid of what he would say.

"So, my brother tells you I have feelings for you, and your first reaction is to hide?" He let out a soft laugh, but I could tell he was hurting.

I pulled my hand away, feeling as if I didn't deserve the warmth of his touch that I've been longing for weeks now. "Grayson, I'm sorry." I felt my eyes begin to water as I tried to explain, "I've never had a guy tell me anything like that before, even if it came from someone else. I didn't know what to do. I was scared."

"Scared of what?" He was still looking deeply into my eyes, now occasionally glancing down at my lips.

"Falling."

Grayson leaned in only an inch or two, making the gap between us smaller. His voice was low, in an almost whisper, "well you called me over here, so does that mean you're not scared anymore?"

I swallowed the lump in my throat. My heart was pounding faster than I've ever felt, making me feel a bit dizzy. Being here, right now, with Grayson, I realized I was scared anymore. And I had nothing to be scared of in the first place.

I smiled and lightly shook my head. "No, Grayson, I'm not scared anymore."

I leaned in, and the space that was once between us was lost in a kiss. I felt one of his hands grab mine again and the other cupped my cheek. He tasted sweet, and I regretted waiting so long to find that out. I felt the world around me crumble completely as he continued to press his lips against mine gently, yet ever so passionately. I suddenly felt his hands drop to my hips and pull me closer, eliminating any space that was left between our bodies. There was a fire lit inside of me, and as Grayson slowly pulled away, I was afraid that fire would go out. He rested his forehead against mine, both of us breathing heavily, smiles covering our faces.

I felt his hand make its way back up to my cheek as he slowly opened his eyes. He pulled a strand of hair away from my face and tucked it behind my ear. "I guess I have to thank Ethan for not minding his own business for once."

I let out a light laugh, meeting his gaze. In that moment, everything felt right. Being here with Grayson, I felt my world fall into place and all my fears were wiped away.

Grayson and I talked for a what felt like hours, but after he left, I felt his absence more than I ever have before. I sighed, longing for his touch once more.

I found myself up all night thinking about everything that's happened since I got here. Moving to California terrified me; Being almost three thousand miles away from where I grew up wasn't exactly easy for a nineteen-year-old girl. I used to always think that no matter where I was, Connecticut would always be my home. When I moved to L.A., and I thought this would be my new home, but after tonight, I realized that my home wasn't just a place. My home was Grayson.

-

-

"a home isnt just some place, it's someone. it's you." peep my glee reference at the very end there hA ok so sorry if this sucks it's very late at night but I felt bad about not updating so i did  :)

also writing kissing scenes is kind of awkward for me?? i did the best i could so again i apologize if it was bad yikes!!!

please vote and comment, thanks to everyone's who's read so far!!