buddy; grayson d.

seven

kennedy

"grab those." i direct grayson, motioning towards the floaties.

he bends down and takes two floaties in his hands. he stands straight up and looks to me, rolling his eyes, "bossy now aren't we?"

i shrug, "i wasn't gonna carry them gray." i walk past him, starting on the path towards the beach of the lake.

he laughs and shakes his head, "i should've known."

we arrive to the water front with the beach all to ourselves because we had private property. i set my towels on the ground and turned towards grayson, snatching a floatie from his hands.

i run towards the dock, making it to the end. i shake my flip flops off and toss my floatie in, jumping in on top of it.

the water was surprisingly warm and didn't cause any minor inconveniences. when i reach the surface to regain my breathe and gather my floatie, grayson is catapulting off the dock, landing a few inches away from me and completely covering me in water.

i grab my floatie from my side and climb onto it, my legs dangling in the water behind me. grayson comes up, flipping his hair back and forth, water droplets cascading over his face. he looked gorgeous.

"what're you looking at?" grayson smiles, grabbing onto his floatie.

"the water." i reply, a sly smile on my face.

"liar" he mutters, giving me a sideways smile as he runs a hand through his hair.

i laugh and reach my hand under the water, bringing it up quickly and pushing it forward, splashing grayson. he flinches but smiles, giving me a small splash back as laughs escape my mouth.

grayson catches me off guard and grabs onto my hand, pulling me closer to him, only inches away from his face. my breathing hitched as i looked into his dark eyes, the ones that completely captivated me. my heartbeat began to pick up and i swear i could hear it in my ears.

grayson looks at me intently, his grip on my wrist soft and gentle as he stares back into my eyes.

"kennedy." he whispers, letting go of my wrist but bringing himself closer to me.

"what?" i ask, swallowing a little, my eyes never leave his.

"you have pretty eyes." he says, playing with the water underneath his hands.

i blush and look down to the water, not hiding the smile that took over my face. grayson reaches his hand out of the water, placing it underneath my chin, making me look up at him.

he smiles big at me and i give one back. without thinking i slide off the floatie, making it bounce off of graysons chest.

"ken" grayson laughs as i began to swim away, grayson following close behind.

"catch me if you can." i laugh before going underwater, taking a long stride and poking my head up, grayson directly behind me. i pause in the water, giving grayson the perfect opportunity to wrap his arm around my waist and pulling me close into his chest.

"caught you." grayson speaks, his warm breath fanning over my face due to our close proximity.

he looks down at me, his eyes traveling to my lips and then to my eyes.

"kiss me kennedy." grayson speaks, his eyes scanning over the features of my face as his grip on my waist grows tighter.

i slowly start to lean in, anticipating the feeling of graysons lips on mine, but i'm taken completely off guard when i find myself submerged under the water instead of on graysons lips.

the fucker pushed me under.

i pop a few seconds later, grayson chuckling the corners of his eyes crinkling as he smiles so hard.

i fight back a smile and splash him, his damp hair becoming even more damp.

"i'm sorry ken." grayson laughs as he runs a hand through his hair. i stay there, giving him a dirty look, "oh, don't be mad at me." he speaks, bringing himself closer to me once again.

i look up at him, admiring the way his brown eyes looked in the sun and the way the water droplets rolled off of his face. his lips so pink and plump and covered in a small smile.

"i'm sorry." grayson says once again, in a more serious tone. by this time his face was only centimeters away from mine. i looked down to his lips, and then back up into his eyes. as soon as i pull my eyes up to look into his, his lips are pressed against mine, pecking softly as sparks of excitement shoot through my body.

he wraps an arm around my waist once again, pulling me closer to him. he stood on his feet but i floated, not being able to touch. i wrapped my legs around his torso, my hands finding their way to graysons hair and giving his locks a small tug.

"kennedy." grayson pants, pulling away, "don't do that babygirl." he whispers huskily, tracing his soft lips on the corner of my mouth. the nickname babygirl caused my stomach to flip. his hands travel from my waist to my ass as he hoists me up higher onto his waist.

"grayson." i say, pushing myself off. he stares at me confused but keeps a grip on my side.

"did i do something wrong?" he asks, narrowing his eyebrows. i sit there, kicking my legs, thinking of what to say to him after rejecting him.

i shake my head, "no grayson." i look down to the water, "we can't do this." i say, looking back up at him.

grayson sighs, "ken," he takes a moment to think as he shakes his head, "why can't we"

"grayson." i say, "because of zach." he scans my face, his grip on my side tightening a little.

"fuck zach." he groans, squinting his eyebrows, "he doesn't have to know we're doing anything."

"we aren't doing anything grayson." i reply, taking a stride back as his grip from my side falls.

"yes we are kennedy." he says, "did you not feel that?" he stares at me, looking me up and down as he waits for an answer.

i swallow, "grayson." i shake my head, taking another stride back, "stop."

"i can't ken." he replies, taking a couple strides towards me, "i like you."

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