"I said maybe, you're gonna be the one
that saves me and after all,
you're my wonderwall."
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He watched her from afar, nothing but exchanged looks and little conversations.
•Wonderwall• "Make up your mind, i know you're wondering why, i see this shit ain't as easy as it once was.
Beauty ain't no issue for someone like you" - invite me, brent faiyaz
[HIGHLY recommend listening]
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He watched her like a hawk the entire night, and seemingly his eyes glued and fixated not moving an inch. Picking up on her simplest of actions, getting infatuated and drawn towards her.
It was rather something weird how a person he knew nothing about was capable of invading his mind and captivating it by just being around in the same room
She looked beautiful tonight, he couldn't tell her that.
It would've been a lie to say that cherry red wasn't his favorite color—after tonight at least. It suited her, complimented her complexion and if anything, it drove him insane.
Grayson sat peacefully by the bar, fixating his thoughts and vision on one person—Rose. He ignored the blaring music and surprisingly due to his loud thoughts it wasn't as much distracting.
He ignored all the girls present in the room that occasionally passed by him in flirtatious ways, it didn't phase him. His gaze was set on one thing like a painter eyeing his favorite artwork in a room full of multiple ones
She was his favorite, out of all. Standing there like a living art proving everyone that rare beauty in this universe was still possible.
Engulfing the whiskey glass in his palm, he gulped down a big chug letting the sensation burn through his throat. His hazel green pair of eyes roamed her figure before traveling towards her face
She was looking too, making the both of them exchange eye contact across the room like they were the only two people present
She stood by her friends, letting them engage in a conversation but nevertheless, she wasn't focused.
Looking over Grayson, over the man who was still a mystery to her. She knew of him, but never about him.
She sent him a polite smile greeting him silently before holding her shot up as if virtually clinking it against his before gulping down fully
He arched an eyebrow at her, imitating her actions as a shy expression got plastered on her features.
The rare quick moment between the two was soon cut off, getting interrupted as Dean came in frame placing a hand over her shoulder. He told something to their little group making everyone—including Rose erupt in laughter
He liked her smile, but it looked bittersweet this time due to the guy that caused it. Grayson gripped the stool in front, feeling his anger gradually rise along with a tint of jealousy— but he wouldn't admit that
"Damn, someone's stealing your girl gray" with a light laugh and sarcasm filled spirit, Ethan came by watching the scene over amusingly
"Shut it, or I swear I won't let him live by tomorrow" Grayson warned angrily, not finding the situation any humorous.
Dean was getting too comfortable with her, seemingly taking every opportunity he got to stay close to her, to get to know her more claiming how them two were close.
It drove Grayson on edge, letting him think of one thing over and over again as he watched them both— she's too good for him, he's way of her league
Rose was way too magnificent in his eyes, almost as if she deserves someone just as perfect as she was.
"Go talk to her" Ethan encouraged his brother further snatching the alcohol beverage out of his grasp, only earning a shake of head from him "I'm good"
His eyes wandered once again, feeling as if of magnet force pulling him in. He watched her get dragged by her best friend as both of them danced.
The edges of her curves welcomed his vision more clearer now. Watching as her body swayed and moved in sync with the rhythm, his hunger grew.
The things i'd do to you
But this was better, more safer. However, he knew at this point he had to look away, stop and pull himself together
No matter how much he tried, he hated that effect already. He looked at her like she was the only one there when in reality, it was crowded with multiple girls— however, no one compared to her
"I'll meet you at home E, I'll distract myself for a bit" and just like that, everything was clear now to Ethan. His brother was going to get a release— he knew exactly what type of distraction he needed
"Alright, I'll catch you at home" he patted Grayson's shoulder before eventually leaving him to be
Sex— three simple letters but a solution to endless muffled thoughts, desires, fantasies. A release of some sort, a high and an effective distraction— or so Grayson hoped
His eyes scanned the room wanting to set a target for the night. An attractive blondie came in view, and to his luck she wore red—bingo
His new favorite.
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"Fuck yes, faster" the mystery girl, chanted over and over again feeling her high approach as she leaned her head back in pleasure towards the dirty bathroom floor
Pulling in and out of her harshly at a semi fast rate, both of their climax was peaking through. Hoping this would fill the void—the void of craving her touch and closeness.
Sex and art— there were his only two distractions.
And unfortunately, sex with random girls wasn't distracting enough anymore and that what left Grayson most afraid.
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- I'll be recommending some songs at the start of some chapters. Highly recommend listen while reading, these relate a lot to my book.
