The Colours Between Us; g.d

Night Adventures (1)

"I'm lovin' the view from down here, Dolly." Grayson commented from the floor as I struggle to get out of my cramped window.

"A little help would be nice." I grunt as I try to get my skirt through the small space, one foot is out and free while the other is still inside.

He gave out a soft laugh before walking up the emergency exit and helping me get through. I trip and almost fall onto the the metal floor but was caught by Grayson's arms.

I blush, looking up at him, making strong eye contact before getting up, brushing my skirt down.

"T-Thank you." I cough, as we tip toed down to the grass floor. 

"Anytime, baby." He said swinging his car keys on his pointer finger before getting extremely close to my left ear. "Nice black panties, by the way." He whispered with his hot breath.

I froze at where I was standing, blushing extremely hard.

He still walked in front of me, walking with pride as I stayed back, shocked at his comment. I don't know how to feel.

I feel attacked, yet my body was telling me something else. My insides had butterflies and made me feel something that I know I should not be feeling when he got close and had his breath next to my ear.

It was more than just shivers, as if it was lust.

He turned around when he noticed my still movement. "I'm being honest, darlin'. You have quite the figure." He said honestly as he took a toothpick from his pocket and putting it in his mouth.

"Grayson Dolan, say another comment like that and I will not hesitate to crawl back into my room and leave you here alone." I threatened, my face still warm from my thoughts and his actions.

Good Lord forgive me.

He smiled at me, unlocking his car. "No you won't." He said confidently. "You're already out and you wouldn't try to sneak back in because you want to do something bad for once in your life."

Silence. 

How did he..?

"How did you..?" I trailed off, flabbergasted from his accurate statement.

"You're an open book, Kathleen." He began, taking the stupid toothpick out of his mouth. "You're a teenage girl who follows her parents' rules, goes to church every Sunday, completes all of her homework, has a trusty best friend that would try to get her to do stuff but does not want to upset her loved ones by disobeying their rules and you're biggest achievement in life is to get into college." He continued, walking towards me, getting close.

What the..

"You're every parent's dream child. You're smart, kind, beautiful, you have morals and dreams." He stopped right in front of me. "However, you've never lived for yourself. You live your life to please your folks, not yourself." 

My breath hitched at his sentence. 

"You want to live for yourself and I can tell. So if you don't want to come with me to watch your favorite music live and would rather go back and read some dead guy's poetry, by all means be my guest." He said, stepping back a bit before getting down to my height, looking at me straight in the eyes, our faces inches apart. "But if you want to live your life for one night, come with me."

I looked at his eyes and at his lips. My stomach dropped at his features. His hazel eyes were glowing from the moonlight, his plump pink lips look extremely soft and kissabl--

Get a grip, Kat.

He stepped back to his car, opening up the passenger's door.

"What will it be, Kat?" He asked, looking at me as he held the door open.