The New Boy ~G.D~

Chapter Fifteen

Everything seemed magical. Grayson seemed like one of the gods himself.

Water droplets falling and gliding down his toned body.

His muscles rippling and flexing with every movement.

The way his wet hair stuck to his forehead with the salty water.

"Hello? Earth to y/n" he chuckles deeply.

"Huh" you say off guard, snapping out of your daydream.

"Are you okay?" He smirks.

"Of course. Why wouldn't I?"

"Because you keep staring at me like you want to eat me"

Maybe you think.

"What, no" your nervous chuckle set you out for a trap.

"Well, aren't you going to get in?" He asks, pointing to the ocean.

You nod and walk into the shore, the cold water and wet sand running in between your toes and the soft feeling of the cold minerals under your feet.

You take in a deep breath of air an relax what muscles you could. You look out onto the horizon, into the sun.

The swaying palm trees behind and horizontal from you beckoning you.

The warm, yet cool, breeze blowing through your hair. You take another step forward, feeling the water climb up your body.

You walk deeper and farther until the water reached your neck. You dunk your head in and push off the sea floor.

You pop back up and smile at Grayson who was tanning in the mid day sun on the beach.

You walk back to the shore and cup your two hands together, forming a makeshift bowl.

You scoop up water and dump it on his stomach. He sits up in a panic and you die of laughter.

"Y/n what the fuck!" He yells. You run away with him chasing you.

You look back constantly, only to realize that you were slowing down due to not being able to see where you were going.

You face plant in to the sand and Grayson falls on top of you.

You turn over under him and stare into his eyes. Slowly, the green turns to a darker shade of any color you've ever seen before.

Your smile faded and his smirk reappeared. You smile again, trying to ease the situation but failed.

Miserably.

"I can't breathe" you fake a wheeze, trying to push him off in an attempt to relieve yourself from being trapped.

"Oh shit, sorry" he pushes himself off and you stand up with out hesitation or help. He grunts with the effort he puts in.

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You walk into your home, again, with Grayson on your tail.

"Another night?" You ask and he nods. You smile and put your bags on the counter.

"Why do we call each other and pretend that we're dating when we're not?" He asks out of the blue.

"Well, I do it to protect you. I really don't want anyone coming for you because all the girls here aren't what you think they are" your back was to him the entire time you spoke to him.

"I don't need you to look out for me" he mumbles.

"But I want to, so I will"

"I said, I don't need your fucking help!" He yells. You turn around to see his hands in fists and jaw clenched.

"Are-" you start, only to be cut off.

"Don't" he puts a hand up to stop you and walks out of the house, to his car and pulls out of the driveway.

"Grayson!" You yell after him.

He presses the gas pedal and you see the car speed down the street with a screech as he slowed down to turn the corner.

You immediately pull your phone out and unlock it, calling Grayson.

You didn't expect him to answer since he never drove while on the phone at all and especially now that he was pissed.

You got what you expected and sigh, slapping your phone down on your thigh as you let your hands fall to your sides.