ADITL 63 (flash back)

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by WhoSaysYouPretty

by WhoSaysYouPretty

For Grayson's 16th birthday, the absolute dork invites the whole tenth grade to...

Laser tag.

I told him plenty of times he will get picked on. But then again, he is the most popular guy in the school, and is the only reason Providence wins any games.

"I'm too big for this thing," He mutters, adjusting the jacket thingy.

A few of his friends laugh and I roll my eyes. The only ones who showed up were Mark, Brad, Blake, and Jake, who are the most annoying people ever.

I'm surprised Ember and her little crew didn't show up to giggle and giggle and fucking giggle over Grayson. I'm not complaining, though.

I sigh and grab my gun. "I feel eleven again."

"You're still that tall, too." Mark says, making them all laugh.

"That was hilarious." I say in a monotone voice.

"So," the assistant says. "It's every man for himself. You have thirty minutes to play. No running or hitting each other. The area is super duper big, so don't get lost. Got it?"

We all nod and grunt 'yes's.

The assistant opens the door, letting us walk in and be unshootable for thirty seconds.

She was right. This place is ginormous.

I go to a corner, the safest place, kind of. I only came because Grayson begged, and because I love him, but I'm not gonna interact.

I can hear the guys laughing, Grayson's loudest of all, making me smile. I love his laugh so damn much.

I see a bright light and roll my eyes, my grace period is over. I stand up and hold my gun up.

I see Grayson's face peek around the corner, his cute features illuminated by a red light on his jacket.

He stands next to me. "Hey baby."

I smile. "Hello."

"You know, those four weirdos are shooting each other, so we have some alone time."

My smile turns into a smirk. "Sounds good."

Grayson pushes me into the corner and roughly kisses me. I run my hands through his hair as he runs his up and down my waist and my shirt.

He softly bites my bottom lip as he pulls away. I let out a small moan and rest my head against his chest.

I hear a ding. I look down to see that Grayson has shot me.

"Never let your opponent distract you." He whispers, then darts off.

"Grayson James!" I screech.