I opened the door revealing the tall, muscular figure behind it.
I couldn't believe my eyes.
It was him.
Grayson was at my door.
Why was he at my door.
Use your words I thought.
"W-what are you doing here?" I say looking at my feet.
He looked at me for a moment.
With a lack of expression.
He looked upset in a way though.
But why?
"Hi Hannah, how are you?" He managed to get out with a fake smile.
I was still in shock.
He followed me to my house just to ask how I was.
Who does that, it's kind of creepy.
It took me a few seconds to realize I was in my thoughts again.
And then I felt it.
Well him.
He had wiped the tear from my cheek.
Causing me to glance up at him.
I didn't realize I was crying.
I felt like an idiot.
He must know now.
He must know that he was the reason I left.
Before I knew it I had realized we've been staring at each other for a few moments.
"I'm not the greatest." I say I'm complete honesty.
There was no use in lying now he must suspect my feelings now.
"Do you want to explain to me why you left?" He says as he begin to smirk.
His expressions where all over the place.
He did know.
He wouldn't be here if he didn't.
"Mine as well, come in." I say regretting it immediately.
Grayson walked in.
As I shut the door behind him he came up behind me.
I felt his presence.
But he wasn't touching.
I've missed this but I can't get attached to him again.
"Grayson don't." I say quietly causing him to back up.
I turned around to face him.
