I like you better with no clothes on | g.d + e.d

Trust Me.

After 5 more rounds, my whole body was overwhelmed with pleasure. I lay there, gasping for breath as Grayson leant over me, capturing my lips deeply. I wrapped my arms around the crook of his neck, pulling him close to me. "God... that was amazing." I whispered, my legs still shaking. He smiled, rolling off of me to sit up on the edge of the bed. The loss of contact made me involuntarily sigh, wanting him to stay. He turned his head, to face me as I lay on my side, my hand holding my head up. "What's wrong?" he asked. "Oh, nothing" I replied quickly. I couldn't let him get to me like this, I hadn't even known him for a full week. He could see I was lying, but turned back round and began putting on his Calvins. He stood up to walk to his drawers and got out some black adidas sweatpants, sliding them on and checking himself out in the mirror. I bit my lip, watching him in fascination. How could someone be so perfect? I hopped off the bed, still naked, and walked to the same set of drawers. I pulled out a khaki green jumper that I knew would be too big for me and slipped it on. As I poked my head through the top, I could see Grayson looking at me, his eyes slight hazed like he was daydreaming. I stepped towards him and he grabbed my waist, pulling me closer. I closed my eyes, savouring the moment. I know I shouldn't let this happen but I couldn't help it. I pulled back, rubbing my hand on his lean figure. I laughed lightly and turned to the mirror, fixing my hair so it looked presentable before stepping to his door. I opened it and headed to stairs, hearing him follow. I reached the living room to see everyone was outside except Ethan and another guy that I had seen hanging with the twins during school. They turned to face me and I froze, making Grayson bump into me lightly. I laughed awkwardly, letting Grayson slide past me, winking before heading outside. I walked to the counter, pouring myself another drink. As I turned back round, drink in hand, Ethan was dismissing his friend, telling him to go outside. That just left me and him in the room. He shut the backdoor on his way out and Ethan's face changed. 

Jealousy was spread on every inch of him. He stepped forwards towards me, making me step back lightly as he looked me up and down. "I cannot believe you let him fuck you. What were you thinking?!" He said, his arm stretched out to face the back door. I flinched slightly, not sure how this was going to end. I shook my head. I'm not going to let him get into my head like this. "Sorry but since when did this concern you? I can do what and WHO I want. Just because you're jealous doesn't mean you have to take it out on me." I teased, poking his chest. "Are you serious? You knew how bad I wanted you but you dodged me and ran upstairs with my fucking brother. He's a fuckboy Helena, don't let him fill you with lies and stories that make you attached because he'll just use you and break your heart. He just wants you for sex. Nothing else. He doesn't love you, he doesn't think of you as anything else but an OBJECT." he said maliciously. I recoiled and frowned, shaking my head. I could feel my eyes begin to prickle up. "You're a filthy liar. He isn't like that..." I wavered, not sure in my own statement. "I-I don't need to listen to this." I said, shaking my head repeatedly and slow stepping away from him, heading back upstairs. I didn't want to see anyone, I just wanted to be alone. I ran up to Grayson's room and slammed the door, locking it before sitting on his bed. I put my head in my hands and broke out into tears. "I fucking hate boys!" I screamed, throwing my shoes against the wall. As I broke down even more, there were repeated knocks on the door. "What do you want?!" I shouted. "Let me in Helena." Ethan answered calmly. I stood up and headed to the door. I reached for the lock, hesitating slightly. As I unlocked it, I stepped back and the door swung open. I stared at him and his face fell. Out of nowhere, he stepped forward and pulled me into his arms. 

I began crying again, my whole body crumbling down onto him, letting his strength hold me up. "Shh... It's okay." He soothed, rubbing his hand onto my hair. I felt so weak and used, I knew he was right but I just didn't want to believe it. "Helena listen to me. I can sometimes let my lust get to my head but this is me genuinely speaking here. Please just be careful." He pulled me away from him, holding onto my shoulders so I stared straight at him. "Remember, Grayson is my brother. I know him better than anyone else. If you ever need anything, I am here.. okay?" I nodded weakly before he pulled me back into his embrace. I wrapped my arms around his neck, placing my head on his chest and listening to the rhythmic beat of his heart. I softened in his touch as I felt myself slightly stirring. He lifted me into bridal carry, my hands still locked around his neck. He took me into his room and laid me down softly, covering me with a blanket. He kissed the top of my head and walked to the door, turning the lights off and shutting it behind him.