Player (Grayson Dolan)

8 - Bye, Ugly

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Emily
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I opened my eyes, sunlight immediately shining in from the window, making me want to rip my eyes out from the immediate pain that hit.

I looked around the room, realizing it wasn't mine and quickly grew worried.

"Hey." I saw a tall shirtless brunette walk through the bedroom door with a plate of food and orange juice in his hands. "Did you sleep okay?" He sat down next to me, a sparkle in his hazel eyes from the sunlight creeping in through the blinds.

"Did we...?" I looked down and realized I wasn't in my clothes, but his. He handed me the plate of food and then the glass and I started eating the scrambled eggs.

"No. You were drunk so I brought you up here." He reached over on his bedside table, grabbing the small pills and handing them to me. "You also threw up on your clothes, so I washed them."

"You changed me?" I asked as I put the pills in my mouth, swallowing them with the fruity drink.

"Kind of, you ended up doing it yourself." He grabbed a half slice of toast and took a bite out of it, smirking at me.

"Thank you. But why me? Like any of this. You've terrorized me half of my life, what changed?" He looked at me, guilt written in his eyes, but he didn't answer my question.

"Finish eating, I'll take you home." His large body stood from the bed, it going back to form from where he sat, then his long legs walked him out of large bedroom and disappearing in the hallway.

I did as told, eating the food and then walked out of his cold room, downstairs to his kitchen where he sat slouched on the counter on his phone.

His dark brown hair swooped over his forehead covering his flawless face. "Here." I set the plate down next to him then stormed back upstairs, not caring enough to hear his little side comments.

I grabbed my clothes, stripping his from my body, and then covered myself with the clothes from last night that smelled of his laundry detergent. "Ready?" His deep voice rung from the doorway, his muscular body leaning against the white frame.

"Whatever."

He chuckled and I grabbed my shoes, putting them on, and grabbed my phone off the table next to his bed, feeling his eyes on me the whole time. "What Grayson?"

"Wanna fuck before I take you home?" One of his dark eyebrows raised and his usual smirk crept on his face.

"No." I said in an obvious tone. "It's never happening again." I tried walking out of his room but his large body blocked me.

"That's not what you wanted last night." He deep voice and warm breath sent chills down my spine as I tried to stand my ground.

His large hands crept to my waist making me want to take him right here, but withholding from the urge.

"We aren't doing this. I'm not going to let you use me like every other girl." I pushed passed him and jogged down the steps and I heard him following me.

"Am I taking you home or not?" He asked and I walked to the front door, waiting for him to walk out with me.

Birds chirping and the sun shining through the vibrant green trees and I walked to his car, waiting for him to unlock it, but he stood by the car, smirking at me.

"I'm not unlocking it until you're done being mad at me." He shrugged knowing it'd push my buttons.

"I haven't found a reason to be happy with you, so unlock the door." I sassed, raising my eyebrows to add emphasis on the attitude.

"The sex is to be happy about. I thought it was pretty good." He licked his lips slowly, adding a shiny gloss to the top of them.

"It happened once, it's not happening again. Now seriously, unlock the door." I pulled at the handle, even though I know it was locked and he laughed at me.

"Babe, just tell me it was good and I'll unlock the door." His thumb hovered over the button on the black key, taunting me.

"I'm not going to build your ego. I'll walk." I started walking away from the car and down his driveway, but he jogged after me, stopping me next to the large tree that covered part of his yard and slowly pushing me against it.

"You just implied it was good. Thanks for that." His lips hovered over mine causing my breath to get stuck in my throat and his lips to curve upwards again. "It was good for me too." He whispered, his hand gripping on my waist.

"Grayson." I said, my chest rising and falling in a rhythm and my heart beating noticeably faster.

"Yeah Em?" His lips moved closer to mine and I felt his warm breath tickle my lips, making me slightly blush.

"I-I... uh..." He places his lips on top of mine gently, which is different than before, where I could tell all he wanted was the pleasure. This time, I felt passion, and care, but I'm unsure why.

"Ready to go home?" His beautiful brown eyes stared at mine, making my insides melt, and all my body managed to do was make my head nod. "Okay."

He grabbed my hand and pulled me to his car, smiling at me as I buckled up with the dark grey seatbelt. "Shut up." I said and turned on the radio once he started his car.

"I didn't even say anything." He laughed and pulled out of his driveway, down the empty street, brightly lit up from the sun, and to my house.

"You're an ass, you know that right?" I said as I tossed my phone in his cup holder.

"Me? Nah." He smirked again, knowing it'd annoy me, and then I saw him reach his hand over to my thigh, my body immediately tensing up as my eyes stared at his large veiny hand on my leg. "What? Is this not okay?"

"Grayson. Stop treating me like I'm one of the girls you fuck around with. I'm not stupid." I looked at him, his eyes on the road in front of him.

"I don't treat you anything like them. For more reasons than one." He glanced over at me, his gorgeous eyes sparkling and a small smile present on his beautiful soft lips.

"Then stop acting like I'm gonna run to you every second to have sex."

"Most girls do though. Just tell me if it was good, and if it wasn't, I'll leave you alone." His large hand remained on my thigh, and his thumb ran over the fabric of my pants, making my whole thigh tingle.

"It was good." I mumbled as he pulled into my driveway and then looked at me and smirked.

"It was what? Sorry I couldn't hear you." He smiled and held his hand behind his ear to hear better, his dimples showing on his face.

"It was good." I didn't mumble as much, but still didn't want to own up to the fact that it was good. Really good.

"Just one more time, it's my ego boost for the day." I giggled and pushed him away, then opened up the passenger door of his black Porsche. "Wait." He grabbed my wrist and turned me to face him, then pulled my face in and kissed me again, an immediate heat rushing through my whole body.

"Stop!" I laughed again and I pulled away and he smiled watching me get out of the car, my legs slightly wobbly. "Bye, ugly." I said and walked to my front door, then waving him off and going inside.

He's driving me crazy.