Chapter Seventeen

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Five Months Later
You and Grayson had gotten closer than ever. You would always have lunch during school and go out to eat again after school.

You, Alyssa, Ethan, and Grayson would always hang out together on double dates even though you and Grayson weren't a thing.

You had a thing, but it wasn't official even though you wanted it to be.

"Wanna go out today?" Grayson asks from beside you. You were on your bed, studying for an upcoming test in English.

"No it's fine" you say, keeping your eyes down and your hand kept writing things on your paper as you took notes.

"You're working pretty hard, maybe we should" he suggests again.

You stop writing and you look up at him with a smile.

"Maybe, I don't know. I don't want to fail"

"Anymore" he finishes your sentence. You giggle and agree.

"Yeah. You honestly changed me for the better. Thank you Gray" you lean over and wrap your arms around his neck. He hugs you back and takes a deep breath in.

Without letting go, he picks you up off the bed and tells you to put your shoes on. His hand never lost contact with you.

"Where are we going?" You ask.

He looks over at you while walking out of your house. You two spent a lot of time there daily.

He just gives you a smile, and continues to walk. He was always the mysterious type.

Never to tell what the mad man was up to.

Never told the audience the magicians tricks.

He never said what was to come next. Of him, or the future that he had planned. Just the person that you you wanted to be around.

———

Grayson drives into the parking lot of the mall- the place of your first date.

"Wanna get some stuff?" He asks. You shrug and wrap one arm around his waist, since he was so tall, and lean into him.

He wraps his arm around you and pulls you as close as you could come.

———

Grayson holds up a pair of ripped jeans and raises an eyebrow.

"You've been complaining about ripping your other ones. Might as well get these right now" he smiles.

"Hey, being thick is a curse and a blessing. I have to spend money every month on jeans because my thighs keep ripping them" you laugh.

He laughs with you and you grab the pants from his hand.

You grab more clothes that you found cute and bought them.

"No, it's fine. I'll pay" you insist.

"I'm the guy. I should be a gentlemen and pay" he brings his credit card out of his wallet and slides it into the machine.

"You guys are a really cute couple" the girl by the cash register says.

You blush and look at him, neither of you saying or denying anything.

He smiles wide and puts his wallet back in his pocket. He grabs your bag for you and places his hand on the small of your back, leading you out of the store.

———

As you make your way home, Grayson stopped at one of your favorite fast food restaurants. In N' Out.

You walk inside and order your food to go rather than go to the drive through. Once you get your food, you and Grayson walk out to his car and and drive home.

"Hurry up, the foods getting cold!" You whine playfully as Grayson makes another turn, getting closer to your house.

"Oh shut up you big baby" he laughs.

You pout your lips and cross your arms. He looks over at you with a serious face.

"C'mon don't do that" he laughs, and you can't help but laugh too.

———

As you walk into your room, you see Grayson lay on your bed peacefully.

His hands were under his head, suspending it and his eyes were closed.

You crack a small smile and walk in quietly, careful not to wake him. You climb up next to him and lay on your stomach.

Your smile did not fade one bit as your finger tip traced small figures on his bicep.

Your finger then moved to his stomach. His toned abs temped you to do things you shouldn't have imagined.

You smirk at your own thoughts.

You scoot closer to his sleeping body and lay your head on his chest. You continue to draw on his body with your fingers.

After a while of just laying there together, you hear him take in a deep breath. His hand comes up and lays itself on your head.

He strokes your hair in a slow, comforting way.

"Grayson?" You ask, raising your head from his chest.

"Yes y/n?" He says, his eyes still closed.

"Will you be my boyfriend?"

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