Grayson Dolan// Imagines

"I love her more"

"Hey mom?" You ask from the top of the stairs but you get no answer. You walk down the rest of the steps and step into the living room only to see Grayson on his phone with earbuds in.

God he's so hot, you think to yourself.

He sees you and takes his earbuds out placing them on the seat beside him. "Hey are you looking for your mom?" Grayson asks.

"Yeah. Do you know where she is?" You ask. He nods "yeah she's at work, she had to go in because they called her to come in." He replies.

"Ok." You say and plop down on the chair that's beside the tv.

You were watching what ever was on Grayson wasn't paying attention in fact he was staring at you. You feel eyes on you and you look over and see him looking at you, you blush and bite your lip.

"You're beautiful I just can't help but stare at you." He answers honestly.

You blush again smiling at his words. "Come here." He motions with his arms and hands. You stand to your feet and walk over to him.

He pulls you so your sitting on his lap. Both legs are on each side of his. Your privates pressing together.

You roll your hips back and forth as you feel him growing hard. You bite your lip as it's pressing against your area.

"Have I ever told you, you look hot in skirts?" He says rubbing his hands up and down your thighs.

You shake your head and lean in, he leans in as well the both of you meet in the middle and you feel a bolt of electric through your lips.

"Mm." You moan into his mouth. He puts his hands on your ass and squeezes.

You hear a car door slam shut outside. You hurry and pull apart.

Your mom walks into the house. "Hi hunny, hey sweetie." She says to you and Grayson.

"Hey I think you should go upstairs. Me and your mom need to talk." Grayson whispers to you.

You look at Grayson before walking up to your room. You put on some music so it seemed like you weren't trying to listen to their conversation.

You cracked the door half way, trying not to make any sound.

"Grayson! I can't always be here I have work and you know that!"  Your mother says harshly sounding like she's trying not to yell.

"You know what Y/M/N (your moms name) I can't do this anymore! I can't pretend to fucking love you when the girl I love has to be your fucking daughter that I'm madly in love with!" He shouts back at her as he slams his fist on the counter.

The noise from his knuckles and the hard marble counter makes you jump. You didn't know Grayson was at your door and he pushes it open  shoving you backwards.

"I don't think that was necessary yelling at my mom like that." You say to Grayson.

He gives you a look before grabbing you some clothes along with his. "What are you doing?" You ask him.

"What I'm doing is I'm packing our bags." He responds.

"What about my mom?" You ask him.

"I'm sure your mom got it through her skull that I'm in love with you." He told you.

He finished packing and the both of you walked downstairs to see your mom crying. You honestly felt so bad but the feelings for Grayson wasn't going away anytime soon.

"Where are you going?" You mom asks you. You look at Grayson before looking back at her, "I'm leaving with Grayson." You tell her truthfully.

"No." She replies. "No you aren't."

"You can't stop me mom I'm eighteen, and I love Grayson and he loves me." You say grabbing his hand smiling up at him.

"Honestly Y/M/N I've always loved Y/N more. There for, I love her more." He says pulling your hand so you both walk out of the house and get into his car.