Falling For my Best Friend || Grayson

two

Riley's POV

i slowly open my eyes and i roll over, checking the time on my phone. 9:23. ugh. school has already worn me out and it's the first week. it's saturday, so i head downstairs to see what i can eat for breakfast. my dad's at work, but i'm used to it. he's a cop so he's always working. he takes day shifts so that i can still be around him in the afternoon. 

i head over to the fridge and find a post-it note on the fridge.

the note said "turn around". i grab the note off of the fridge and turn around to face the kitchen counter.

"ayeee" i say and dance a little bit. i'm so weird oh gosh. i open the box of donuts and pick one up, taking a bite. i finish the donut and head back up to my room to get ready. i throw some leggings on and a sports bra. i pull my hair up into a ponytail and my phone starts ringing. 

shit.

i shuffle my hair into one hand and reach over and grab my phone. it's an unknown number. i hit accept and balance my phone in between my shoulder and my cheek.

"hello?"

"hey! riley?"

"yeah, who's this?"

"oh duh i forgot you don't have my number, it's grayson"

"oh, what's up? need help on the math homework?" i say laughing. i tie my hair up and pick my phone back up and hold it up to my ear. i smile when i hear him laugh.

"no, i just wanted to see what you're doing today"

"well, i'm about to go on my run... you can come if you want"

"okay! i don't really run but sounds good. i'll be over in a few"

"see you in a few, bye" i say before hitting the end call button. i quickly text him my address and save his contact into my phone.

i finish getting ready and hear someone yelling my name outside. i walk over to my window and see grayson waiting outside. he's wearing nike shorts and and some sneakers. his hair was pretty messy, and he was shirtless. i head outside, grabbing a water and my headphones on the way out. when i slip outside he covers his eyes and sticks his other hand out.

"woah, woah woah, ri! forget your shirt!?" he jokes and chuckles, dropping his hands.

i thump him in the head and we start jogging. i plug my headphones in and hit shuffle. we run for a while and i catch him staring a few times. i pull my headphones out and look at him, still jogging. "what?" i ask.

he chuckles and shrugs. "you do this for fun?"

"well yeah, and to stay in shape"

"well it's working!" he says as he wipes he sweat off of his forehead.

i reach over and playfully slap his chest and laugh. he makes me laugh a lot. it's nice. 

Grayson's POV

as we're running she catches me looking at her. but how could i not, like holy shit.

"what?" she asks.

i shrug and laugh, "you do this for fun?"

"well yeah and to stay in shape"

well it's working.

she reaches over and hits my chest. oh shit, did i just say that out loud? oops...

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i think we ran like 3 miles, and let me just say that i do not run. i have no idea how she makes it seem so easy. we looped back around and i stopped at my house. "hey, this is my place. wanna take a break?" i say, panting.