Slut// Grayson Dolan

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Lizzy's POV
A few days later

"LIZZY WHAT COLOR IS THE DAMN DRESS?!?" Grayson asks loudly, a small chuckle escaping his lips.

"Okay it's red. Like bright red." I said smiling lightly and he smiles and bites his lip.

"Like a tomato red?" He asks tapping his fingers on my hips.

"Mmm.. well I'll show you the color." I said and stand up. I go to my closet.

It is completely filled with clothes but I know exactly which is the dress obviously

I point to it, him seeing and smirking.

"I can get that color Tie!" He exclaims making me giggle

"Good!" I say closing the closet doors.

I go over and sit next to him on the bed again.

"I'm so excited to go to prom with you." I said

"Me too." He says intertwining our fingers, him sort of playing with our hands.

"You are so beautiful." He says

I smile, blushing at his words

"Say Thank You!" He exclaims making me laugh.

"Thank you." I say and he pecks my cheek.

I hear a light knock on my bedroom door. 

"Lizzy.." my mom says,  a phone to her ear.

"Your Dad wants to talk to you." She said softly and I look up at her.

"I don't want to talk to him." I reply

"Lizzy." She says

"No." I said shaking my head, my face straight and I'm kind of annoyed.

She sighs.

"No Tom.  She doesn't want to still." She says walking away, closing the door back.

"You have a Dad?" Grayson asked.

"No Grayson.  My mom fucked herself to conceive me." I said looking over at him.

He groans.

"No that's not what I meant!" He said chuckling

"I just meant like.. I kinda thought he died or something." He says awkwardly.

"No.  He's alive." I said

"Why don't you ever talk about him..?" He asked

"Because he's an inconsiderate selfish dick and I don't care for him or about him." I said sighing and pulling my hand away from his.

He takes it back, holding my hand again.

"Okay. Do you not want to talk about him?" Grayson asked.