Chronicles of Living with Your Ex: A Grayson Dolan Fanfic

Constant Bickering?

GRAYSON'S POV

I finally finished putting up all of those boxes. Thank Jesus! I check the time. The clock read 4:37 am. I go into the kitchen to make me some dinner. It still counts as dinner if you never went to bed, right? "What does she have in this kitchen?" I mutter to myself. I go through the cabinets to find pancake mix. "Jackpot!" I pull out all of the ingredients and start cooking. I start playing some music. My mind starts to wonder and think about her. I like this new feisty persona she has going on. Acting as if she doesn't want me. I mean, she was the one to break up with me. I didn't mean to cheat. 

I remember that night vividly, well until I don't remember anything at all. I was hanging out with Ethan and a couple friends at a party. Charlotte and I just got into a fight, because she doesn't like who I become when I drink. Kurt pulled me aside and handed me a drink. I drank it, but it didn't taste normal. I remember asking him what was in the drink, and he just responded with, "liquid courage." My own best friend roofied me. I tried explaining that to Charlotte, but she wouldn't listen. I am broken out of my thoughts when I start to smell something burning. "Fuck. Fuck. Fuck." I whisper as I flip the pancake in the pan revealing one side is burnt. I then hear a snort coming from behind me. I look to see Charlotte laughing and holding her side. 

"You still can't cook, can you?" I ignore her question, and go back to cooking. "What are you doing up so late?" I ask breaking the silence. "Did you come to watch my shirtless body sweat over a hot stove?" I look over my shoulder sending her a smirk with a wink. She scoffs, but I can tell she is flustered and looking at my body. "You wish. No, I am awake because your music woke me up. Now, turn it down." With that she turned on her heels and walked back to her room. She still has a great ass. Fuck, how am I going to be able to live with her? Especially when she looks like that! 

 CHARLOTTE'S POV

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After finally getting to sleep, my alarm goes off for work. I get up and turn off my alarm. I go into the bathroom to get ready. "I look terrible!" My hair is frizzy and lets not talk about the bags under my eyes. I start brushing my teeth when the door to the bathroom opens to reveal Grayson. I give him a "Get the fuck out" look. He looks to drained to care and he goes straight to the toilet. I am watching him now. "What are you doing?" I ask, but I am not ready for the response. He lifts the toilet seat and starts pissing right in front of me. "What the fuck, Grayson?!" I turn around immediately. My face is completely red. He flushes the toilet and leaves the bathroom like nothing happened. "Lord, I am going to end up killing this man." I say as I shake my head and lock the bathroom door. 

I finish getting ready and exit the bathroom. I go into the kitchen to grab some breakfast before I leave. I stop when something notice something in the corner of my eye. It is a stack of pancakes and bacon with a note. 

"Hey, 

Sorry for keeping you up last night. I made you some extra pancakes. Oh, by the way, I like the brown hair on you. You look as beautiful as ever.

-Your Hott-Ass Roommate,

Grayson" 

I blush and start eating the pancakes. These are actually really good. Maybe, I am being too hard on him. Maybe, he has changed? 

A/N: I hope you guy are enjoying this story! This story is supposed to mostly lighthearted and funny, but yes there will be drama. Just you wait! Thanks for reading this story! It really means a lot to me!!! - Krystal :)