instead of explaining how i met grayson, what our first few months together were like, and whatever... i'm just going to go straight into what led us here.
it was summer. the warm weather and what feels like endless fun of july - august is what every teenager is waiting for since the beginning of the school year. being the last day of school, everyone had big plans to go out and have fun, celebrate their graduation or just get to spend time with friends. since gray and i had been together since september then, he promised to take me out somewhere and just chill together. and of course, me being me was overly excited. obviously, spending every school day and more with grayson just wasn't enough. i couldn't get tired of his deep, brown eyes, his floppy, smooth hair and his amazing and kind personality.
it was 5:30pm when i was at home hidden in my bedroom. i was listening to "8teen" by Khalid - i don't even know how i remember that. it was all going smoothly and i was actually having a good day for once. my phone pinged with a message:
grayson: outside, d
i peered out my window that was just behind my desk where i was touching up my makeup, and i saw grayson sitting there in his turquoise ford bronco. he looked so happy - i could just tell he was elated to be taking me out. that's something i loved about him. his love for me was infinite.
i left my house and skipped down the pathway to grayson who was leaning against his truck. i was wearing an oversized, soft blue, denim jacket with stitched designs on the back, with a dark, cropped top and a black, denim skirt (picture at top). grayson started cheesily grinning at me, and i blushed as he took me by the hand and kissed me on the cheek. his hand was cold but his lips felt warm as they softly pressed against my skin.
"you look beautiful." he opened the passenger door for me.
"and you don't look too bad yourself, grayson." i chuckled as i sat down in the car.
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this part is getting way
too long, so imma write again
tomorrow! goodnight x
- frankie 🌸💫🍭
