The New Boy ~G.D~

Chapter Nine

You wake up with Grayson's arm around your waist. You smile to yourself and tap the back of his hand twice.

He doesn't wake.

You turn around and face him. You poke his huge bicep but still nothing.

Do I really have to wake this bitch the hard way?

You bring your hand up in the air and bring it down on his face, smacking him.

He wakes up in a jolt, alert.

"Y/n what the hell!" He yells.

You laugh at his reaction.

"Just be glad I didn't pour water all over your face" you smile.

"True" he agrees, telling you about the times that he had done that to Ethan and vice versa. You laugh at his stories.

"What do you want for breakfast?" You ask, yawning and stretching your arms up.

"Hmm...," he thinks, " pancakes?" He asks.

"I don't have the batter. But we can go get some?" You suggest and he takes it.

"Who's buying?" He asks casually.

"Me, you dipshit." You say sarcastically and shake your head, smiling.

"Well, I can buy it?"

"I'm buying it for my house. Ya know, groceries? Why would you buy groceries for me?" You ask.

You change into black leggings and navy blue Diamond shirt with black ADIDAS slides and black KD socks underneath.

Grayson put a simple shirt on with the basketball shorts he had slept in and still managed to look incredibly good.

"I thought I would be a gentlemen for such an amazing girl" he says, as if it was the truth and nothing new.

You secretly thanked him for the compliment. You were never used to having others compliment you in person. A lot of people didn't like to approach you because of what they've heard you have done, and you could understand.

"Aww thanks" you say aloud.

"I thought you weren't the aww type?" He reminds you of the little scene in the hallways at school on his first day of school.

"Well, now I guess I am. Problem?" You smirk.

"Oh no, but now that I know you don't have a problem with it, I'm going to do it more often" he smiles.

"What, why?!"

"Because it's the truth and it's cute! You're cute!" He screams at the top of his lungs. You cover your ears with your hands and laugh.

"Thanks. You're not to bad yourself" you smile and walk down the stairs.

You head to the rack of keys and grab your car keys, heading out of the house.

Grayson locks the front door behind you two after gabbing his hoodie.

You thank him for the small, nice act and you drive to the local grocery store.

———

"What are you doing?" You ask silently as you notice Grayson's hand resting on your thigh. He squeezes a little harder.

"Want me to remove it?" He asks, eye fixated on the road even though he wasn't the one driving. You reply almost instantly, sounding desperate.

"No!" He smirks and continues to squeeze. You wince once it started to hurt, but he only released a little.

———

"This one?" He asks. You shake your head.

"No. Next?" You move on.

You had been choosing between different brands until you finally came upon one that actually seemed good.

"Thick and plump cakes" Grayson read aloud.

"I know someone this describes very well" he smirks, then laughs. Making his gaze twitch from the batter to you.

You blush and look down. He continues with the 'awww' shit and you roll your eyes at him.

"Can we pay now?" You giggle. He nods and gestures for you to go in front of him.

You walk in front and reach the cashier first. You turn around and see Grayson's eyes had averted to your ass. You snap to make his eyes meet yours.

"7.44 please" the cashier says. She gave Grayson the 'googly eyes' and checked him out from every angle she could. This pissed you off.

"Hey, that's my boyfriend. Are you undressing him with your fucking eyes?" You say, red in the face.

His eyes look up at you through his lashes and he continues to look for the right amount of money without pulling everything out of his wallet.

"Uh- n-no" She stutters. Eyes fluttering and changing from you to Grayson.

"You better watch it, lady" you say as Grayson hands her to money and takes the bag of batter. You grab the hem of Grayson's shirt and drag him toward you, lifting it ever so slightly to reveal his toned abs.

Her jaw drops as you pull his shirt almost all the way up.

"All mine" you mock her, dragging the words.

He smirks at you and you grab his hand, pulling him out the store with the cashier's eyes following.

"All yours huh?" He asks, smirk still placed on his flawless features.

"Shut up. I was going you a favor" you laugh and back out of your parking space.