Rude - G.D //EDITING\\

S I X T E E N

 Graysons hazel colored eyes darken as his temper slowly heats up. "There is no way I could tell." I straighten up "When did it stop?" He pushes himself away from the wall, clenching his jaw. "When I turned 12" He finally answers.

"Ethan came up the stairs one night and saw Dad beating me. And called the cops." Another of his sighs escape his lips as he paced back and forward. "He was arrested that night, but it didn't go to trial since he pleaded guilty. But after a year I grew hatred and I began to believe that I was an unworthy piece of shit."

I frown. "And you know what Nina? You were right. I am a dumbass who only wants to do shit for distraction. I'm unworthy." I push myself up as he inhales sharply "I forget my own fucking dad hates me when I cope with my distractions." He's shouting, making me flinch.

He stops pacing and finds the glass cup on my drawer, snatching it and hurling it at the wall. I jump back. The glass fell to the floor crushed and piled. Grayson collapses onto my bed. "I hate him." He muttered. When I look outside I've noticed that the sun had completely went down, letting the night take over. I switch my lamp on and stepped closer to Grayson.

He's staring at me, looking anxious. I wonder if he thinks i'm going to ask him questions. Well, i'm not. I just want to show him that I'm here. That he's not alone. I straddle his lap and cupped his jaw in both hands, forcing him to hold my gaze. "Thank you for trusting me." I whisper.

Finally my lips connect with his. His hands move to my ass as he sits up. I press my chest hard against his and feel his muscles tighten when he lifts my off his lap to lay me down. He hovers over me and skims his fingers along my thigh. Our lips are still locked.

I shrug my sweater off and tossed it to the side before reaching for the hem of his shirt. I become flustered as I try to take his shirt off without breaking kiss, it's a struggle really. Grayson notices and laughs against my lips before pulling away. He pulls his shirt off and throws it with my sweater and my eyes examine his torso, sinking my teeth in my bottom lip as I trace my fingers over his abs then to his v-lines.

Oh my god am I dreaming? I can't handle this this is too much

My panties are soaked and I was even more embarrased. Nothing has even really happened yet. Grayson hovers over me again and pressed his lips to my lips, one hand gripping my waist as the other hand, slides under my shorts, running his fingers over my under. This sends chills up. "Wet for me already?" He questions next to my ear.

Oh, fuck me.

My breath hitches and his lips travel to my collarbone while my fingers tug at his hair. My eyes are closed and my chin is resting on his forehead as I try to steady my breathing. Grayson slides my shorts off and wraps his long fingers around the lace my underwear.

I quickly stop him. If this one going to be my first time then maybe I should go really slow but I was scared. In addition he doesn't know that I'm a virgin. But he seems to notice by the looks on my face. "Wait- are you-"

I nod.

"I-I'm sorry!"He pulls away but I grabs his hand and shake my head. "It's fine Grayson. I want to." I reassure but he looks at me for a moment, making sure whether I was really, really ready. I cup his cheeks and peck his lips. "I'm being serious."

Grayson leans into my touch. "Nina we can stop-" Is english his first language? I throw the last of my clothing to the side and wrapped my legs around his waist. My naked body fully exposed to him. "Just shut up already." He nods and undresses himself as well before leaning down, kisses trailing down my neck.

Then he reaches in his pocket and pulls out a condom.

// okay can we talk about how cringey I was? I'm almost scared of my 7th grade self. I think I still suck at writing

- edited 07/06/20