I write imagines... It's kinda whatever, you know? Smut, cute, clean, whatever I'm feeling. I'm pretty chill, I like getting credit for what I create. I post on Tuesdays, Thursdays, and Fridays. I do take requests, though it's not quite popular. Pre...
I wake up that morning, eager to rush into Grayson's arms. Texts flowed through my phone,
Gray : bby Me: Wat? Gray : hi... Me: ur so annoying Gray : But u love it...
I roll my eyes and quickly get dressed,
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Grayson continually texts me,
Gray: Babe...
Gray: Baby... answer.
Gray: ARE YOU OKAY?
Gray: ANSWER PLEASE!
Me: Can you chill? I was in the shower.
Me: What is up with you lately?
Gray: Nothing
I roll my eyes again and quickly go to his apartment. Ethan greets me, hugging me tightly. Grayson appears, "Ok, bro. Hands off my girl." He takes Ethan's place, roughly pushing him out of the way. I shrug it off, eager to sit and chill. I sat on the couch, scrolling randomly through my phone, "Babe, can you grab a blanket for me?" "You're in a sweatshirt Y/N." "I'm still cold, unless you're gonna come over here." "Gladly." He walks over and threw his arm over my shoulder. I wrap my arms around his torso, quickly getting a rush of odd energy, "Let's do something today." "Like what?" "Go shopping." "You know I hate shopping." "Well, you're going with me." He stares into space, thinking about something, "Fine. Only because I have my reasons."
*Time Skip*
At the large mall, I ran through the aisles of the clothing store, alerting the attention of the many guys in the small area. They all stared, earning mean glares from Grayson. They continued to stare, one daring to come up to me, "Hey, you're cute." "Thank you. How's your day?" "Good. Likewise?" "Decent. You know, cliché girl things. Buying clothes, makeup, the usual." The blonde boy chuckled, causing his hair to fall over his forehead and right eye. I got a good look at them, euphoric and gray. At the thought of 'Gray', I snapped my attention to Grayson, who was red faced and had his fists clenched in anger. The boy stayed staring at me, acting overly dismissive towards Grayson. As the blonde towered over me, I pushed both hands on his chest and shoved him backwards. He slid his bottom lip through his teeth, "Feisty. I like it." "You really need to leave me alone." "What's so wrong?" "My boyfriend." "What boyfriend? I don't see anyone with you." I turned, finding the empty spot Grayson used to be in, "Oh shi-" Grayson grabbed the boy and I pulled him back, "Gray, chill out. I am right here. Look at me." His eyes burned into mine, his usually sparky eyes darkened. I dropped the boys quivering wrist and pushed him out of the way, "Grayson?" He calmed down, returning to his normal color.
*Time Skip*
We got back to the apartment, him constantly apologizing. I whirled around, "Gray! You're fine." "No, I'm not Y/N, I know when you hide your feelings." I cursed under my breath, "Fine, you didn't have to take action. I have one boyfriend and I plan to keep you." He smiled, "I know and I should get that." "You should Grayson, I love you and only you. I kind of thrown off by the fact that you think I'd cheat, especially with you RIGHT THERE!" I slapped my hand over my mouth as soon as I said what I had, but what was said had been heard, "Y/N, you love me?" Tears brimmed in his eyes. I nodded. I walked away and sat on the couch, beckoning him over. He sat in the same position as before, before we had went to the mall. I pushed, "You were totally jealous." "Was not." "Were too." "Fine, I just can't stand thinking about losing you." "Then don't." I kissed his cheek, leaning back. He smirked, "I love you too."
A/N,
I have bad writer's block, but here's a filler for you. I hope you enjoy, my schedule is packed so I'm working on more. My plots got scattered, but I fixed them and have a prewritten for y'all for next Tuesday. Keep smiling, peace,
