Chapter Seven

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Small PS: The song purple sky for latter on for the chapter.

The Greyson Project.

I had gods know how much drinks, it doesn't take a genius to tell I was drunk, Greyson was no where to be seen, and I kept ennoying Collin, about how I wanna go home, or my feet are hurting, however he offered to take me home, he tell me to stay in my place while he will get his keys.

I'm not gonna stay in my place, not when the air feel so thick, and my brain isn't in a touch with my body, so my feet walked me outside, I stare at the street, my drunk memory is much better than my undrunk memory, if that makes sense, I giggled for absolutely no reason.

Then I set my attention at the pretty light, and it hit me, I saw my father, holding a little girl on his shoulder , and run all the way on this street, my dad laughter, and when he put the girl on the floor, only to chaise her around, the girl I couldn't see her but that dress, once was mine, and that once was mine.

I turned around to delete the memory, and the ache in my heart, I find Greyson his back on the house, wearing only his white shirt, his hands around a blonde girl waist, he was kissing her like it was the last time he gonna see her.

"You okay?" Collin asked.

"Yeah, let's go" my voice betrayed me and come out like whispering.

I walked towards his car, avoiding any eyes contact, I shouldn't be here, I should have fight harder my mum, till she forget about me coming to here on the first place, I stop midway, I don't even know how Collin car looks like? "Wh..where's your car" I turned to face him.

"I'll get it out of the carag, just stay here, I mean it" who the hell dose he thinks he is, to tell me what to stay my place, I grin at him.

When he walked towards the, tow hormones teenagers, they finally break the kiss, Collin said something to them, but I couldn't tell what he was saying, Greyson star at me before turning his gaze back at Collin, and then walked towards me.

He mumbled something to me I couldn't make out what is it as my focus go back to the pretty lights, and I don't know...

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I can hear voices but nothing make any sense, I giggled but I know my mouth didn't move, I'm I dead?

"I'm so disappointed" I heard the old woman voice, my head start pounding, and I felt my eyes heavy as I opened them, when finally I saw the light, I lift my self off of the bed, to get the worst headache of the history of headache.

"Are you okay?" the old woman asked.

"Get me some water" I said more like ordered, my eyes still blurry, I felt the bed sink to the spot next to me at the same time I heard the door closed, I forced my eyes to get clear vision.

"You happy now" I can tell it's Greyson, and with his voice I remembered last night event.

"My head hurts" I pout, and leaned my head on his shoulder, He was so warm and small like lemon, "I think I'm still drunk" I tell, brushing my nose to his hair I can help it, he smell so good.

"You think!" Greyson moved my head gently, I whined the lose of connection.

"I need coffee" I tried to cover my whined.

"Yes, you may also wanna change" he tell me standing to his feet.

"Weit what happened last night" I said before he leaves the room, as the same time my grandma walked in holding the water.

"You don't remember?" he asked.

"Last thing I remember was, getting out of the house, and everything go blank" I lied, I also remembering him making out with the blonde girl.

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